"dispair" poems
Red rain drizzles
Pierced my tongue with dispair
Devil's word in spoken tongue
Jul 20, 2015
Jul 20, 2015 at 11:43 PM UTC
My dystopia is a blue and gray painting
A blurry eyed vision of you losing your smile
A slurred and distorted visit to a promise broken
It's watching the wind defeat the ocean
My fears and worries so great
They weigh down my hope
And bring my dreams to an underground dispair
A seven knotted rope becoming a noose
My dystopia is knowing that you love me
A star-crossed heaven and funeral pyres
Its silence and darkness as a home
Its bitter ashes from a dead sun
A black hole that swallows
An empty earth we shared
Finally meeting the event horizon
Its our destruction
My dystopia is the thought you walk
Away and always as all I need
It's watching as you leave me
Forever
Jun 3, 2016
Jun 3, 2016 at 2:19 AM UTC
The madness, the darkness has come seeping in,
once again I am burdened with my sin,
The thoughts, they swirl in a crazed tempo,
beating against my skull with the desperate fury of a dying heart.
I am drowning under a tide of pensive dispair,
Struggling to even gasp for air,
Oh! I lament my own awareness,
my jealousy is reserved for the blind.
Surely, I must be mad!
How could I not be with such anguish I am clad,
One true question remains.
Will I fade, implode, or explode with such force as to devastate my own?
Run! My darkness is no longer a flame lazing,
but an inferno blazing,
We all have our afflictions, mine is thought.
Dec 13, 2015
Dec 13, 2015 at 4:19 PM UTC
The time has come, for me to fray
the long lost fortune peace and joy
and i peep all around to see a ray
to give me hope and stop to cry
in the face of dispair, i will still try
it feels like hell and i need to fly
am about to burst and am full of thought
then if she left to me its draught
the touch of her hand and a kiss so hot
swimming basking and the fish we caught
fear and doubt with love we fought
she always escaped to what we ought
then came the insighter and he seemed brighter
taking her out and treating her better
Using a phone when i used letters
things were hard especially with a competitor
forgot me complete together with her litter
it seemed to her there was nothing sweeter
after utelizing the better of her best
he disposed her and then left
she had some pain in the chest
when she came in serch for rest
she was mine but we had to test
to avoid being hung like a nest
A drop of blood and a little buffer
recalled how our children would suffer
if through ignorance our life was vapour
my test was a line and my partners twice
why would life be so very unfair?
her episode was so shortlived
yet she left me huge a burden
to the kids we had i was both parents
just be cause she wouldn't heed
even doctors advice on adherence
all in all i had to say goodbye
coz she was mine for the time we spent
what i am now going through
is a fruit of ignorance and disobedience
my urge my prayer,
that not one falls into the same
it's so easy to say that,
lets avoid the idea of shame
by first escaping the blame
by keeping ourselfs tame.
Sep 15, 2018
Sep 15, 2018 at 3:00 AM UTC
Tired of living in a false paradise of consumption,
suffering everyday our labored prostitution,
trade in your hours for a handful of scraps,
smile while your master puts the cigar out on your back,
this is the workers symphony,
aching joints, aching psyche,
smothered in whiskey to **** the pain,
our autonomous freedom we'll never regain,
slave till you die, laugh till it hurts, your meaning in life, to merely survive,
collect your checks week after week, creative minds stomped out, just smile and drink,
be a good slave except your fate,
it's just the way it is boy get back in your place,
we gravel in dispair, they spit in our face,
we waste our lives away,
on our hands and knees but we just smile and drink,
thinking about breaking these chains,
it's punishable by law,
authority laughs when you die slow for your keep,
with your eyes wide shut,
don't wake your slumber,
it's all a bad dream,
just go back to sleep,
and forget life's blunder
Jun 8, 2018
Jun 8, 2018 at 5:03 PM UTC
-on the pursuit of happiness
Let me pity your feet,
those innocent souls,
squeezed relentlessy
just for the sake of glory.
Let me balm your feet,
wash away the wounds,
mend what is broken,
soothing mute dispair.
Let me lay my forehead
on top of your toes.
Let them gently
speak their wisdom.
And I will go and join, again,
the madness of this world.
But let me feel the earth
in this crazy pirouette,
our reaching up, up, up:
digging deep, while scraping skies.
May 30, 2016
May 30, 2016 at 11:14 AM UTC
When sadness clutches your heart
and you mind knows not were to start
When every sound and touch evades
look in my eyes, I'll make your sanity remade
If dispair brings fear and its many tears
and if you seek the truth, but it disappears
when every sound and touch evades
Look in my eyes, I'll make your sanity remade
Your eyes watch what words you say
to others, yet they keep them at bay
you wonder if your in this life to stay
Look in my eyes, I'll make your sanity remade
The newness of the morn, the chatter of the birds
starts a new beginning to melt away the hurts
hope is always in you, never goes away
look in my eyes, I'll make your sanity remade
Look deep inside you, you won't hide no more
For I'm the savior you've been waiting for
I'll dry your tears, chase away your fears
all the sounds and touch with me appear
I'll be the one to hold your heart
guide you to my bay, in hopes you'll stay
Mar 18, 2017
Mar 18, 2017 at 11:04 PM UTC
Mirror mirror on the wall
Am I this ugly?
Or I’m I imagining this all?
Mirror mirror are you there?
I need your help
Don’t let me sink into dispair
Mirror mirror tell me please
I’m I this awful?
Or is it really a mental disease?
Mirror mirror you’ve taken too long
Answer a simple question
Do I really look this wrong?
Mirror mirror whatever your answer will be
I’ve now decided not to care
And to set my soul free...
Nov 17, 2018
Nov 17, 2018 at 6:34 PM UTC
Problems are here and there.
They are everywhere.
Making our minds full and aware.
Her soul to dispair.
~
Death is nice.
~
Jan 12, 2019
Jan 12, 2019 at 9:12 PM UTC
The dawn has this texture
Of long endured pains
With perfume of silent dusks.
For how long will the wind venture
Between long forgotten remains,
With scent of violent dusks?
The rain has this arenaceous texture
When there aren't any eyes to cry,
The silence is a mild creature,
A friend if needed, but still a lie...
And the shadow blinded my senses.
My feelings on Procust's bed
My mind destroying fences
Of the uncouncious, of the dead.
The pain within me tear apart
The innocence and my heart
Into millions of serpents
Devouring each other,
Creating Chaos -
And many other
Molecules of poison
Are released in the air,
Despite my crying and dispair...
Have you tasted?
My weakness have this texture
Of salty vapors in the sky,
Or a peace of the black eye.
...and a perfume of a departed soul -
Somewhere, far from human senses.
Dec 17, 2012
Dec 17, 2012 at 6:03 PM UTC
A dying forest needs a forest fire
The flames smoldering hot
Slowly decomposing the weeds
As well as the living inhabitants
Nothing is forever
Once the flames have gone
From the ashes and remains
Arises new life and abundance
It is then that the lonely forest
can flourish in rebirth and
become stronger than before.
A lonely human needs suffering
The pain smoldering hot
Slowly tearing at your heart
Decomposing the ego
But nothing is forever
Once the dispair has gone
From your soul
Arises knowledge and strength
It is then that the lonely human
Is free in rebirth and
Becomes stronger than before.
Jul 8, 2014
Jul 8, 2014 at 10:06 PM UTC
White skin
Molded in black light
Crystal tears
Faded in dark wine -
Innocent fears
Crypted in a muddy dawn,
White, white veils
Of the black, black soul.
Soothing tired rays...
The ashes of canescent shadows
In black blankets
Of white memories, thoughtless days
Melodies, phantasms of whispers -
Too late, too soon...dispair.
They all appear in strange ways,
Mixed feelings in a maze
Drowned in a deep silence -
Deaf screams in a corner.
Transparence...
A black mind, the disorder.
A life between agony and death,
A death betweem sunrise and health,
Vision between a mirror and a trigger
Freedom between bars and linger
Dreams between blindfolds and handcuffs
Thirst hiding beneath a sea of cups
Hunger lieing in corners with bread bits
Perfect love dieing where it fits.
Black and white,
Silence and screams
Numbness, too many feelings...
Eyes wide open, but locked inside.
I've lost the key
To a true reality
Beyond these mesmerizing dawns
They're not true, they're not false...
There's no sun, there's no moon
Too late, then too soon
Trying to fake and not to see
There's no sunrise in the whole of me.
Aug 13, 2011
Aug 13, 2011 at 1:01 PM UTC
Block - unblock - block
Heart opened, heart shattered, heart locked.
Mind screaming, silent dreaming
Mind hushed, dreams rush.
It seems like you are playing musical chairs,
I am free of you, but when the music stops.
When the world grows silent,
You sit in my mind again.
Unblock and stare at the words proclaiming "online"
Curiosity crawling up my spine.
Wondering if you ever opened our chat and stared as well.
Block - unblock - block
Heart opened, heart shattered, heart locked.
Mind screaming, silent dreaming
Mind hushed, dreams rush.
Every time I see you
I feel we can start afresh, anew.
You smile, I smile.
We try to remain in denial.
We go on as just friends
We finally make amends
We pretend nothing happened.
Then something happens
My heart flutters,
But nothing can come of it,
So it shatters
I locked it again, but you are a skilled lockpick.
unblock - block - unblock
Heart opened, heart shattered, heart locked.
Mind screaming, silent dreaming
Mind hushed, dreams rush.
I wait for your message to arrive,
You're no longer blocked, you're alive.
But it never comes,
I become numb.
My dreams are black,
Because if I sleep too deep,
I might miss your message back.
The memories creep.
I can see them sneaking over the fence,
Maneuvering through every defense,
Until it stands like a shadow learing over my bed.
A demon stuck in my head.
Block - unblock - block
Heart opened, heart shattered, heart locked.
Mind screaming, silent dreaming
Mind hushed, dreams rush.
I am almost over you.
I have almost made it through
This tormented affair
This maze of dispair.
The memory of you no longer walks with me down the street,
I don't see you in the places we used to meet.
Your face doesn't burn in the back of my head,
But now you have crawled into my dreams instead.
My mind is working through the last bit,
But I am so exhausted.
So tired of fighting guilt and shame,
So tired of breaking all over again
Whenever I hear your name...
Block - delete number
Heart broken, heart shattered, but heart finally locked.
Mind screaming, but screaming a different song.
All of the dreams are finally gone.
It is over.
May 23, 2017
May 23, 2017 at 9:16 AM UTC
When the age gets up there,
and you start to dispair,
when you look in the mirror,
and your lack of your hair...
Do not cry or whine
as your dome starts to shine
there are thing you can do
to make you look fine
If you are good with your age some
then grab a comb
and comb your hair over
the bald spot on your dome
If you don't mind extra attention
then shave it for inspection
then grab the wax
and wax for good reflection
But if shaving and combing like that
have you worried that they will laugh at
the big spot on your head
then just put on a hat.
Mar 14, 2010
Mar 14, 2010 at 5:13 PM UTC
Sweet baby
Forgive me
I have sinned
A strayed from your love
Tenderness like a nightlight
In the darkness at the age of five
You give me warmth
I give you butterflies
Without you
Dispair is but an endless routine
Life filled with
Broken rose petals
Glitters
Fluttering hearts unseen
Lean your head
On my chest
I promise you
My heart will beat
Apr 12, 2016
Apr 12, 2016 at 5:32 AM UTC
I feel
someone
tossed
me down
a
neverending
dark
hole
had
doors
lead
to
rooms
decorated
with
heartbreak
and
dispair
rooms
have
windows
though
*****
from
neglect
of
age
an’
cobbwebs
peeking
through
weakened
cracking
broken glass
window
eyes
saw
only
grave
storms
stones
and
rain
desolation
oh and
pain
clouds
frown
as
the wind
blows
cold
eyes
see
black and white
The
soul
absorbs
*****
truth
darkened
rooms
reveal
emptiness
filled
with
lies
no
space inside
for
another
box
of tears
stacked
floor
to ceiling
why
no stairs
fireplaces
no
longer
hold
flames.
rocking chair
too
weak
for
comfort.
sofa
stuffed
with
screaming
memories
of
life
before
the push
mirrors cry
for
the
girl
trapped within
rooms
of
dust.
in
the
hole.
I was pushed…..
Sep 15, 2012
Sep 15, 2012 at 8:18 AM UTC
I closed my eyes again last night,
Hoping for dreams of the misery I love so much
The kind you can only bring
The sweet, cold touch of your fingers
Or the disgustingly loving sound of your spiteful voice
Anything to get me out of this terrible nightmare
But there's no feeling here but perpetual numbness
As I lay here staring into the darkness
My lungs grow heavy with the cries I've stifled,
With the frigid breaths that I dare not breathe in your presence
Even though you're gone now
And there's only an empty space where you once sat beside me
I can't do anything here by drown
Filling the room with my tears so that I'm left
Drowning again in the unbarable sea of silence
That you had found me in so long ago
Holding me by that delicate thread
And dangling me above the water's edge
I believed so much in the light you gave me
But it was blinding and by the time you had let me go
I was already deeply submerged under the surface of my dispair once again
My eyes locked hazily on the distant figure of you as you left
But drowning is a hobby of mine
And I'll do it again tomorrow night
Feb 20, 2015
Feb 20, 2015 at 2:43 AM UTC
"Whatever happens
It just happens
For a reason"...so they say.
Who are they?
They are words alike those runes
Always belonged to an odyssey
Old, dusted and ruins
As time quickly flies by...
Uncertain truths and misguided lies needled its core,
While each vowel screams for more vanity...forever more...
These paper scrolls will be shortly forgotten in time,
No matter if the reason is fair -
These dogmatic words shout with dispair:
Whatever happens,
It just happens
For a reason...
A candy jar shines in the dance of a silver light
It sprinkled fearless, outside the window...for my own delight.
Oh, Night! You're a mystic fairy, the solace of my pain...
Why should I let you go, when daylight is in vain?
Should I let you pass by
Forever as a remembrance, like a childish lullaby?
You are meant to "just happen"...
Crushing my struggle and my being's denial,
Time has got me savage punishments in its dial,
Despite its flawless eternity.
Where did I go wrong?
I was born with tragic hopes in my blood,
Craving and sining for a drop of the eternal astral flood
Praying for my existance, nightly...
While dreams suddenly crush into the ashtray,
I am still here...wearing sable made of my thoughts, day by day...
I was born
And it just happened
For a reason...
Jan 3, 2011
Jan 3, 2011 at 12:42 PM UTC
The clouds,
scattered and dashed by magnificent glowing orange
more vivid than the pain of love.
The towering oaks,
like black lace against a fiery distance
more intricate than human hands could weave.
My heart,
inspired, stilled, and heavy
more longing than ever before.
If I could only follow this setting peace,
to grasp, and hold, this ever fading brilliance,
to bask in this ever sinking glory.
But... this is the draw.
only but a moment of glory,
only but a taste of heavenly glow.
This... is dispair.
slowly, yet surely, watching heaven fade,
afraid to look away lest the beauty be wasted.
But is also hope.
Hope of the glory that will slowly, yet surely return.
Sometime it will cease to sink.
Oneday the color will only intensify, never fade.
Until then... we continue to long,
savoring in pain,
from taste to taste.
Dec 31, 2013
Dec 31, 2013 at 2:23 AM UTC
What a joyous morning smile
Waking up to beauty
Rolling out of bed
To find myself alone
Closets are empty as I search
Leaving me with shredded threads
And scraps of dispair
Hangers
Are her symbol of imprudent
Reackless cuts with scissors
We shared a magic moment
Pouring wine from the finest vintage
Across the land
Toasting
This magnificent creature
While I'm seduced as a drunk
We slumbered as one
But passionate as jackals
A night of remembrance
Has jeopardized me
How can I repay the apparels of a friend?
Jan 19, 2010
Jan 19, 2010 at 5:54 AM UTC
Take it from me youngster, figuratively
I literally have no possessions
But surely learn from your mistakes
More of less of those encounters
More experiences without the hate
Alive and happy thankful just to be
So youngster now take it from me,
My experiences stand ahead you...
Live life for the truth of you,
There is serenity in being happy
Real joy is honest a being
Who exudes the love of Life, a light
That is the truth of You know Who
Soul that is a River
Doubtless we began, now to see
The construct of brotherly peace,
A lovely existence without this drowning pearl
The suffocation of our miracle world
Take it from me, youngster
You only rob yourself of illumination
I've been stealing from my own me?
If nothing else no one will dispair
When no one cares to wake
Time will cease, when no one watches
Pay close attention to the joy,
The life you have pretended decoy
Live like you love to live your life,
Truly utterly free
Breathe each minute passing
With thankful joyful and sincerely
Returning the gift of chi
Most positively the peace we send out
Just be mindful youngsters,
We make our own hells mouth
Chose to be enlightened
Be youthful and truly speak freely
Alright youngster ? take it from me
I wish you everlasting
Peace.
Apr 16, 2017
Apr 16, 2017 at 12:10 AM UTC
you're aching, and tragicly breaking.
living your life in dispair.
your praying, and you're waiting,
for someone who doesnt care,
he was never really there.
you're burning, and you're yearning,
for him to come through,
stop wasting all your time on him,
and just start loving you.
Jul 16, 2014
Jul 16, 2014 at 7:11 PM UTC
Roll up,
Roll up,
Come and get your good news here.
My words are what you yearn.
They will say what you want to hear.
I will gain your trust,
with tales of old,
some that you can't remember.
But don't dispair.
If I don't hit a nerve,
there are plenty more to nurture.
I will summon you a line,
of generic circumstance.
Sibling rivalry,
never fails.
Empowerment to enhance.
Was big bro the favourate?
Were you always in his shadow?
Didn't daddy love you?
Do you need me to save you?
Wait...
I hear a voice.
He tells you not to fret.
He always loved you really,
even though it was never said.
And should you change,
your job?
your wife?
your life of discontent?
You will know,
just what to do,
when the time is meant.
Now off home you must wander,
With the gems you have collected,
and I too must depart,
to new venues heaven selected.
The same sermon I will preach,
to more gullible lost souls,
who fill my cash box even higher,
and underwrite my art of control.
May 24, 2010
May 24, 2010 at 9:06 AM UTC