"darknest" poems
what i write
here,
now ,
is truth
condensed, distilled
into poetic moonshine
to be consumed
by a creative soul
and then
for that soul to begin to dance
the exotic fandango,
or
the quickfire foxtrot
or
the haunting vienna waltz
whichever,
whatever,
beats,
within the willing heart
that dwells with quiet,
wistful wanting
in the backroom
of their psyche
so,
ignited
and
on fire
they dance
then,
they laugh
a joyous
unbound sound
producing
an exuberant euphoria
and a destiny of such
wonderous flight
so that,
they, you, me,
would see
the cosmos
from above at night
and marvel
at the stars,
stitched against the cloth
of darknest blue
then,
learn to love them
one and all,
as they,
those bright, shining things
float,
fly,
crash,
burn and fall,
for
as scribes,
we must learn
to write all the stages
of a
star's plight.
not just the
dizzying ephemeral heights.
Sep 4, 2014
Sep 4, 2014 at 5:03 PM UTC
Shes always my past waiting to drag me to a time eternal.
As nightmare's are but my deepest desire.
When happiness was more than a word unknown to me.
As we cling to it gently knowing the reality wakes
us alone.
Togather in desperation I wish only to erase this
vision to save the pressent.
She's knows it's near the moment we can never face.
In the darknest it's in fear I regret what we'll
remain of my heart a vacant space.
The breeze slip's over the over the dying summers breath.
A angel's last rites and this demons favorite disgrace.
As sunrise kill's my heart of dreams im left alone.
The feeling so real.
False was that time killing only me still
This fool yerns to embrace.
The memory that never matched the face.
I write my farwell to you everynight in the
theater of my faded heart.
Killing me to live the shock has left me numb.
Tortures of a sadness smiles sweet as the kiss
We share that only in my souls bitter reflection.
As the sunrise take's me away to my waking misery.
My days but a marker to my bittersweet end.
Sep 20, 2010
Sep 20, 2010 at 3:10 AM UTC
Sometimes in the darknest of days
Snow may fall
Like the biggest
Surprise
On my face
I will dance
By myself
I will feel the magic
Within oneself
I will shine like never before
I will remember my glitter
From days before
You don't always need
Someone
To shine
You don't always need
Someone
To dance at night
You can have your own magic
Bless be the snow
Coming to me
With a glow
Bless be your love
From above
I can dance again
I can feel the brisk
Again
The magic
In my pen
The extra skip
In my step
The snow
On my breath
Bless be this dance
Bless be
This chance
Mar 22, 2023
Mar 22, 2023 at 4:24 AM UTC
On the reddest dawn, on the darkest night,
I hope not to lose you out of sight.
And I know as you know, that neither of us wish upon the day we say oh.
Because our happiness turned our stress to much less.
Because our love turned everything about ourselves to a matter of.
When I hold your hand,
I feel like a marching band;
Music flows throughout my body like water in a river.
Music is the expression of feelings throughout words along with rythyms.
Music is poetry.
Poetry is, and I quote: "literary work in which special intensity is given to the expression of feelings and ideas throughout selective words."
Here I stand saying a poem,
Here I stand reading out loud,
Here I stand expressing every single inch of my heart throughout words, which we know as poetry.
My favorite poem?
My favorite poem is the compillation of feelings, emotions and affection directed by your lips in three simple but yet so complex words saying, I love you.
Because on the reddest dawn, on the darknest night,
Ill always be in your sight.
With pride I one day will call you my bride.
And forever I'll be there on your side.
Nov 24, 2014
Nov 24, 2014 at 3:45 AM UTC
I was in the forest
it was dark
i can’t see nothing
I only feel the grass under my feet
I was alone , weak and afraid of the darknest
but suddenly I saw a light,
it was very bright,
brighter than the sun,
and warmer than the sun
I was getting closer and closer to the light
feeling it warming me up,
it was a very pleasant feeling,
a feeling that opened my heart again
the light has not enlightened the dark forest,
but filled my heart with this light
May 11, 2018
May 11, 2018 at 6:45 PM UTC
he tried to pull me on the bottom. but i don't wanna to be choken.
i wanna fly like a butterfly,
i want to enjoy my life.
he tried to push me in the darknest.
but i don't wanna to be lost.
i wanna be in lightfull,
i wanna be in love
Nov 28, 2019
Nov 28, 2019 at 2:40 AM UTC