"beause" poems
To the girl who will one day take my last name
I want to tell you that you look beautiful,
Beautiful like in the way the summer sun bends around the north pole because it refuses to set its constant and lasting
Just like the way my heart jumped the moment i saw you for the first time and it has refused to come down
Everytime since, when i see you, although i have never been much of a dreamer, i daydream about all the things i want to do to you like...
Make you smile... or blush
So that my daydreams will have the perfect backdrop of love to memorize your every freckle, and then i want to drink the smile i put on your face beause i know it is the only thing that can quench my thirst
I want to tell you that I want to learn ballet, just so i can catch you everytime you jump and make sure that ill never let you fall... unless it's for me...
I want to learn to draw
Because I want to draw my way into your life, van gogh my way into your past present and future, i want to spend my whole life with you, and on your dying day i want to roundhouse kick death for even thinking of taking you away from me
But most of all i want to make you... happy
Happy in a way that is unexplainable
Like why do birds suddenly appear everytime you are near
It would be to easy to say that just like me they long to be close to you
And i want it to be unexpected like when you fall asleep after a long day
Slowely at first and then it engulfs you completely
I want to tell you that I want you to be able to feel the sunlights warm caress even on the darkest of days
And on days when you can't see the stars in the night sky
I will cut stars out of my paper heart
Even though they always seem to rip when held in hands that aren't careful enough
and then I want to hang them from your ceiling
So you will always have something beautiful to look at
And if you would just notice me I promise that I can love you like that...
But instead when I finally noticed that you caught me staring at you about 15 minutes ago... I opened my mouth and instead of all the soliloquies that dance through my head whenever you saunter into a room all that came out was hi.....
I think it was a good start.
Apr 6, 2014
Apr 6, 2014 at 1:55 PM UTC
you dont like what they say just walk away
the madness against you fades away
you wish you could stay but meant for better
you move away write them a letter
saying i did what you said could be done
id stay and fight but not going anywhere arguing
i left my memories on your mind
you faded in my mind its like i went blind
i dare not allow you in my life
we dont breathe or speak one anothers name
you point your finger and blame
while i make it focused on fame
you have disaapeared beause i do not show you the time
i disappear i disappear when i comeback
ll the bad judgement will be proved wrong
i learned to no care so i grow strong
i disappear in the world without fear
Jan 29, 2013
Jan 29, 2013 at 1:34 AM UTC
Because you woke up this morning,
Thank God.
Because you have all of your senses,
Thank God.
Because your heart still beats on time,
Thank God.
Because you're not homeless,
Thank God.
Because you have feelings,
Thank God.
Because you were once put in a situation where you could've died but you didn't,
Thank God.
Beause you have at least one person that you can count on in the darkest of times,
Thank God.
Because you still have hope,
Thank God.
Because you can understand poetry and love poetry,
Thank God.
Feb 18, 2015
Feb 18, 2015 at 7:54 AM UTC
1) don't sweat the small things
2) don't get a joint bank account.
3) don't fight in front of your kids
4) do not marry person you've been on 2 dates with, just beause you want to spite your parents.
5) do not vent your anger out on each other
6) communication is key
7) you're probably better off not married
Apr 25, 2015
Apr 25, 2015 at 1:10 AM UTC
I want to write a poem
So others will hear
The music in here,
In my heart and soul
So it plays a strong role
Helps people reach a goal
In putting aside hate
Before it's too late
And we despoil the soil
And ruin our own world
So that boys and girls
No longer can play
But must scrabble away
Their childhood in clay,
Hands filthy in poverty.
Let that poet be me.
I want to write a poem
With words so ringingly clear
That anyone who hears
Knows that I hold dear
The idea of equallity
That all can exist happily
Loving one another
Like sisters and brothers
Living together fruitfully
Truthfully, dutifully,
Sharing their destiny
And a rewarding future
That has no measure
Beause it is pure pleasure
And because it is bountiful,
It is completely beautiful.
Jul 20, 2016
Jul 20, 2016 at 12:35 AM UTC
i am the start of wrath
because of me we hate
i am who push you to hate
because of me you won't agree
i am the profession of envy
people will want what fortune you have
but will have the misfurtone they had
we envy because of me
beause of me sloth was born
for i know i have rights that i dont work
not because you toled me
but because i told myself
lust is committed through me
being told about my hunger for flesh
being doubt of what passion i can give
lust will live by flesh and ******
i am the outcome of greed
because i compete with my riches
i hunger for more riches in the world
because of what power i can posess through it
i am the out put of gluttony
because of me you are envy, and hate
because of them you eat
food is wasted but hunger is not satisfied
i am the start of all as you may know
i am pride the person dignity
step on me and war shall begun
war will begin because i envy you
i envy you because i am greedy
i greed not just for money, power, but also lust
lust shall provide me the flesh
gluttony shall provide my undying hunger
after everything i shall rest like the sloth
Jan 10, 2015
Jan 10, 2015 at 12:25 AM UTC
Do you really think you could see this through
Put on a smile and wear it for someone new
Don't you do it
Beause I know I'm not the easiest one to love
But every ounce I have
I invest in you
But no one said love's not for taking chances
When you toss and turn in your sleep
I hope it's because you can't stop thinking about
The reasons why you close your eyes
I haunt your dreams at night
And so you can't stop thinking about meWill you take me back in the morning
If I promise to never act this way again
'Cause I'm so bad at being lonely
(sleeping with sirens)
Feb 3, 2015
Feb 3, 2015 at 5:30 AM UTC
The undiagnosed.
The pain I feel,
Living without diagnosis,
Angers me much,
Beause I can't tell those closest.
The stigma it has,
Would **** my career,
My friends would all run,
For that I do fear.
In the gutter one day,
The next I'm on Mars,
Laying in bed,
Or speeding in cars.
For I do wish too know,
What's inside my head,
Mentally ill?
Or creative instead?
Feb 1, 2017
Feb 1, 2017 at 2:32 PM UTC
Well,
things change
I guess we're moving on
see no point in rehearsing old songs
Wrong as it is
I'll pursue your best friend
Beause I'm tired of being grown
I can't be the bigger man
In belittling circumstances
circumstantial phrases
I show my true thoughts
and my two faces
Face it,
We could've been patient
what's the fun in running laps
if we always got to pace it
However, still cute words in our conversations
exchange photos
she my motivation
momentarily
apparently,
the living virus I embody
has signaled
I'm in need of another host
I need
but I know I won't
you see there this truer quote
"you don't know what you have--"
but I know when I grab
I need you most
I'm floored when I see you pose
I'm so flawed
but, do me this favor
pose for my camera
pose for the man you want
I'll keep you as a memory
I think my picture's flawed
will forever be and cleverly
I use you, yours
Impatiently, I rush things
with no forever in sight
I cite love songs,
give me extra credit: I'm selfish
Narcissisticly
I'm incredibly guarded -- she asks why and as my valentine
she's rewarded
Temporarily,
cause like any drug store
my seasons will change
Then it's back to reality
There's no bigger picture
take this card and my cargo
I don't need it
as I backpack my way toward my evils
He speaks to me
peacefully,
I'm home unprotected
with feelings used as currency
I withdraw --
I withdraw --
I withdraw --
I take you,
I take charge
I charge love on credit cards
she hates me,
I know it
but I'm over it
I tell myself this chant: this ritual
it's both sacred and needed
**** that,
I'm back in the mix
she's overdosed
comatose words as she pleads the fifth
mixed drinks
then it's hello Miss
I use ellipses
compliment her palette as I'm mentally abusive
Then sweep her off her feet again
the villain --
I vilify
qualify her demons
insecurities, identified--
hidden with a flagrance
the aroma
roses scattered
my time has nearly elapsed
she only talks to tea cups --
kettles
who spilled that.
Feb 14, 2018
Feb 14, 2018 at 3:02 PM UTC
You get closer and closer,
After all the things I've done,
When I've already hurt,
You and everyone.
This isn't funny,
Beause I don't get it,
Why do you protect me,
When I've always been zilch?
Don't say that I've been something,
I don't want to believe it's true,
All I wanted to be,
Is to be someone, like all of you.
Sep 20, 2016
Sep 20, 2016 at 7:09 AM UTC
Your traveling bag
That I nicknamed the ***
Beause of the way you're unbound
Though your she-hobo moans
Are too free for a home,
You slip in and back out without sound.
Jun 1, 2015
Jun 1, 2015 at 12:23 AM UTC
You Look at Me Knowing I Am Young. . .
But That Doesnt Stop You. . .
You Give Me All These Faces Trying To Get My Intrenst. . .
You Begin To Grab Me, In Places I Didnt Think A Human Would Do. . .
You Know Its Wrong But You Dont Stop, You Love It, You Love The Feeling Its Giving You. . .
You Love The Thought Of Taking Advantage Of Me. . .
Which It Hurts Me, Beause Im In Your Bed Fully Naked With My Clothes Laying Down On Your Floor.
You Forced Me, You Made Me Just So I Could Stay Alive. . .
After All The Fun You Left Me There Naked And Cold On Your Bed With Tears In My Eyes. . .
Jan 16, 2015
Jan 16, 2015 at 11:45 AM UTC
I keep writing about you
and I wish that
you would just go away
and leave me alone
and just get out of my head
beause it has been seven months
since you chose to walk away
but thoughts of you
are still there
every day.
Maybe the reason
I can't get rid of you
is because of all
of your lies
and my wonder why's
and the fact
that you act as if
I don't even exist
anymore and you
act like we never
even happened.
You didn't really think
I would stop existing when
you walked out of my life
after spending two years
acting like my wife.
When you looked at me
you only saw
what you chose to see
never ever really
trying to see
the real me
and you only saw
that person that
I used to be.
But after meeting you
I became so much more
but that still
didn't stop you from
walking out
that door.
Happy hunting. Jon York 2012
May 10, 2012
May 10, 2012 at 11:04 PM UTC
I dewelled on the thought of trying to fix the broken pieces
of this shattered frame that was once filled with the rise of what was holy,
I noticed a pattern,
an undeniable repetitional cycle of never endings,
I believed in fairy tales, I believed in anything,
the innocents I had was what lured me into believing anything,
That's how you ****** me in so quickly, without a breath taken in
It was at firts sight or first interaction , not even snow had fallen yet
and you had already began to wrap me around your ring finger,
You bulit me up to these plans of the unknown future, between the two
"but I still haven't held hands yet",
Brainwashing thoughts of uncanny marriage and birth, *********** and labor,
but my lips are still ******
A different standard of what was right, morals of "love and hate",
but I still didn't understand the meaning of love or what it is "or was"
Beause of the ignorances I regret every part of me,
that lead me into this blief of magical fairy tales,
But it took every part of me to realize my beliefs were taken away,
Mar 20, 2014
Mar 20, 2014 at 2:35 PM UTC
They say time heals everything
and it's been so long
since she has been gone
and when I woke up this morning
I finally decided that
the pity party was over
I finally realized what a ****
I had been to shed so many tears
for just two lousy lost years
with her.
I finally realized that
what I had been crying over was
simply one big lie and today
I realized that she was never worth
any of those tears for those two
stupid years with her.
Wasted tears were shed because I
know now that she would just as soon
see me dead beause of
issues that
she refused to address.
These issues that for one reason
or another she chose to not share with me,
but what she didn't know is
that I could see.
She was never truthful with me
but the crying has finally stopped
and I must thank her for all of the pain
that was for nothing but her
own personal gain .
I am sure that she is happy now
and I wish her the best but she needs to know
that the saddest part of her little game
was not all of her lies,
but the fact that she never thought
that I was worth being told the truth
and because of that I will
never be the same.
It was her choice to walk out
that front door but she needs to know
that I just don't think about
her anymore. ....................... Jon York 2012
Feb 26, 2012
Feb 26, 2012 at 8:12 PM UTC
Often things go over my head
Miss subliminal meaning in words said
Am I really stupid because I do not understand
Innuendos the rest of the room can?
I will be the first to admit I'm unaware
There is more inside my skull than empty air
I remember when I was able to rely on my gut
When I wasn't always asking "what?"
Nowadays I am constantly left out
I am never quite sure what you're talking about
In the dark I am kept away
In a room shaded black and grey
Silence locks truth up tight
Concealing it out of my sight
Everybody is in on the most public joke
Except me beause I'm too blind to see through the smoke
I hope you don't think I'm stupid for asking questions
I am intelligent I just don't pay attention
My gullible nature may make me a breeze to trick
But the fact you see me as a target is sick
Sometimes I get the punchline too late
That doesn't make me a less suitable mate
Sorry for every embarrassing thing I have said
I don't know why but things too often go way above my head
Feb 24, 2019
Feb 24, 2019 at 1:29 PM UTC
It took so long. . . .
to finally come alive
to find my way back from the darkness
to crawl out of the hole that I buried myself in
to finally see light again
to finally start getting it right
It took so long. . . . .
to just open my eyes
to get back some self respect
to discover the real truth
to rid myself of those who were never real
It took so long. . . .
to not throw stones anymore
to learn how to climb over those stones and build with them
to see that the answers were right in front of me
to discover that I was just too blind to see
It took so long. . . .
to understand all of the words in my head
to put my words down on paper so they can be read
to realize my purpose here
to not really care if people stare beause they know what I did while over there
to be really proud of my service in a lost war
to finally realize the score and just walk out that door
It took so long. . . .
for her to finally find me
for me to finally find her
to realize the happiness and growth that occured along the way
to finally know my direction
to be glad that I passed her inspection
It took so long. . . . .
to know that today was fun but tomorrow is another one
to watch my words flow and watch where they go
to accept that some things that I just can't forget and move on
to know that this time I will be strong
It took so long. . . . Jon York 2012
Nov 14, 2012
Nov 14, 2012 at 7:02 PM UTC
I can't figure
Why everybody wants to advise me?
But can't be advised.
I just can't figure that.
I can't figure
Why people blame others for their predicaments?
I can't figure that.
Sure we have some that will accept responsibilities.
And able to handle it to the end.
But then again we have some that will blame others.
Or least a select friend.
And, that I can't figure.
I'm wouldn't want to be the president and profess the buck stops here.
When it started long before I got there.
It's okay to act nice but others mistakes I can't accept.
Because for every problem in existence there is some type help.
I can't figure.
Why people hide behind pride and can't ask for help?
I can't figure that.
We all heard that a close mouth don't get fed.
But than we have people that honestly walk by the dead without a care.
I'll never figure that.
And, I've tried.
And their excuses I can't buy.
It's like a hermit that wants to hide.
Until they realize that some people are truly good on the inside.
Don't judge two by what one has done.
Beause if you do than you'll be the other lonely one.
And, I can't figure why you would want to be that way?
Feb 18, 2011
Feb 18, 2011 at 3:17 AM UTC
I'm here with writers block not knowing what to say or do, you got me ****** up and a little confused.
I really like you a lot I don't know why, cause you always somehow leave me unsatisfied. And I'm not talking about *** so get your mind out the gutter, I know we're not in a relationship but somehow I feel like you have another. You make no time for me not even a little bit, sooner or later I will get tired of this ****
For now let's leave all the negativities behind, I appreciated the first day I met you because who knew down the road we would intertwine. You caught me by surprise with just the look of your dreamy eyes, starring back at me I must admit you had me mesmerized. Your smile is the cherry ontop, those beautiful soft lips that I can kiss non-stop..
Not going to get into furthur details beause from this you should have a clue, the feelings that I actually have for you.
just for you xo
Mar 12, 2015
Mar 12, 2015 at 1:25 PM UTC
stop taking things
so seriously
I mean,
I'm seriously serious
don't be
seriously serious
about anything
beause when it all boils down to it
nobody will remember
if I forgot the C in because
in some dumb poem
Mar 22, 2013
Mar 22, 2013 at 1:33 AM UTC
I wondered why I had so much trouble
Breaking out of this heartbreak bubble
Let me tell about my story about guys who were my weakness
In the heart I treasured but where cold increases
There was a boy I saw in the halls
He was a year older and he loved basketball
I watched his games and he noticed
I know he did cause he winked and said he expected me to cheer the loudest
But after months of opening doors, carrying bags and sweet nothing being thrown back and forth
He says he’s tired and replaces me and I just became ignored
There was another boy much older then before
He was smart and successful and said the world was to explore
I looked up to him and I thought he looked lovingly down to me
But to do bigger things he left me screaming at the sea
The next one was more of a child
He was joyful and promised me love and marriage
But he was just kid lacking reality and it was something I could not encourage
Because he thought by promising marriage *** was a must
I had to say no 10 times before he even budged
In the end I had to walk away from the boy with false promises and deaf to the word no
The last one was a high school love
It was unrequited it was a time I had to be tough
He was my classmate I saw him everyday
Our relationship wasn’t black and white it was all grey
He told me to wait and wait I did
Til he fell in love and I didn’t want to admit
That he did me wrong so i asked my place
He took my hand and brushed my hair out of my face
He told me to wait and wait I did
6 years go by 2 boyfriends later I couldn’t quit
He was the one until she got pregnant
And all he got out of me was judgement
These guys created the walls around my heart
They didn’t break it beause you can’t break something that’s already broken from the start
All it did was stack bricks upon the broken parts
Let me tell you about the time it was shattered
It wasn’t a specific time it was a long period
With fights and screaming it was like a sickness that needed immediately to be treated
It broke when I had to beg on my knees for my dad not to leave
It broke when I had to chase my 4 year old little sister down the street chasing after our dad who loved to decieve
It broke when my mom told me I wasn’t good enough
It broke when my mother just watched my aunt slap me multiple times for something that was her fault and letting me wallow in grief
It broke when I was told I was a failure right from the start
It left me scarred
Wanting to hurl
It left me
Heartbreak girl
Mar 29, 2018
Mar 29, 2018 at 11:20 PM UTC
The day you left
you left me alone
left me broken
left me crying
left me here
and till today I was angry
beause you decided to leave
but then I noticed
I never asked you to stay
The day I let go
I let go of you
let go the stars
let go the sun
let go home
Nov 3, 2019
Nov 3, 2019 at 1:09 PM UTC
I can't figure
Why everybody wants to advise me?
But can't be advised.
I just can't figure that.
I can't figure
Why people blame others for their predicaments?
I can't figure that.
Sure we have some that will accept responsibilities.
And able to handle it to the end.
But then again we have some that will blame others.
Or least a select friend.
And, that I can't figure.
I'm wouldn't want to be the president and profess the buck stops here,
When it started long before I got there.
It's okay to act nice but others mistakes I can't accept.
Because for every problem in existence there is some type help.
I can't figure.
Why people hide behind pride and can't ask for help?
I can't figure that.
We all heard that a close mouth don't get fed.
But than we have people that honestly walk by the dead without a care.
I'll never figure that.
And, I've tried.
And their excuses I can't buy.
It's like a hermit that wants to hide.
Until they realize that some people are truly good on the inside.
Don't judge two by what one has done.
Beause if you do than you'll be the other lonely one.
And, I can't figure why you would want to be that way?
Feb 18, 2011
Feb 18, 2011 at 3:21 AM UTC