"everso" poems
I feel your love,
Yet your marksmanship is poor,
For towards me your love aims not.
Your intentions aimed elsewhere.
A past lover.
And I am not he.
Malicious Misery pushed you too far.
Too far this time.
Your life is precious to me,
Yet a treasure you seek not.
It dwindles within these machines,
Like a strand of seaweed.
Being crashed upon by the waves,
Of this poison you endowed yourself with.
Much a tragedy this is.
Yet not that of Shakespeare.
No, this much too real,
To take a form of fictitious imaginings.
This, much more complicated,
Than a Shakespearean masterpiece.
For if so,
Your love would be aimed at I.
But it is not,
And in resent, I mourn this tragedy.
Yet, I must let love,
Travel upon its everso hellbound path.
My eyes lie upon thee,
And my heart within the feeble hand of yours.
Yet your mind lies elsewhere,
And your desires lie with your mind.
Upon he.
The one currently at your arms reach.
The one at your desires demand.
The one you truly love.
I must not resent this,
For love hath struck thee as it struck I.
And Cupid's arrow hath stuck he as well.
I can see it in his sorrowful stare.
He loves you in a way that I cannot.
A consentful love.
For I am just a scapegoat.
Temporary.
Well now you've quenched your desire.
You've acquired what you sought.
Love of he.
(And I, for whatever its worth.)
His love is a precious gold,
And mine a mere coal.
Black, unwanted.
Only able to provide temporary warmth.
Pardon me for obstructing.
Love hath stolen my precious vision,
And wandered, I,
Into the meadow in which you hunt.
As a poor marksman,
Thou cast thine arrow of love upon me,
And realized I am but a scapegoat,
When the white stag is what you seek.
Once before,
you lined him in your sights.
But evasive is this mystical creature.
And once, he escap'd.
If your life so solidifies,
I shall replinish my vision,
Banish my love,
And obstruct thee no more.
Instead,
I must prosper in silence and patience.
Shun my hearts desires,
And let thee hunt.
I apologize for my inconvenience.
I shall groom each of your horses,
So that you may ride into,
The meadow of love together.
Hence, beware of hunters,
And wandering creatures.
Teach thine unsteady hand,
And this time...
Don't miss.
Nov 9, 2012
Nov 9, 2012 at 4:19 AM UTC
Lamentation; infelicity through neurotransmitters
Passing fleetly; swift but disturbed
Grids of brainwaves for the degraded
Overhead LED view is negroided
Chapter 1 Migraines;
A klaxon that grains into migraine
From there on out, strolling convulsion lane
Deriving from deception; antibodies start to lead loosely
Throe after throe I choose not to fuss
Laceration in hemikrania is conversing with the rest of my body,
Frequent as days turn nightly
I host the severe megrimly
Chapter 2 Vomiting;
A horendous bile builds up in my throat
Moaning like a ghoul; I banish the gloats
Disgorging from nothing, Heaving and heaving the dry
Although I force myself not, all the nosh turns into emit rye
Vital fluid very crimson soon came
From the cranium, I dislose, head pain
Frequent as the waves harsh blows
I host a ***** hose
Chapter 3 Tumor;
A neoplasm underneath I've found out
Unvisible but there; my flesh will start swelling undoubt
Below I feel like a mutant
All putant and disformed
Like globular liquids dripping from sewage waste
As long as I can still haste
Crescendo and surge won't ado
Frequent as traffic builds a rush hour
I host a cyst that is sour
Chapter 4 Deaf;
An absense of all frequencies
I daze everso daily;
Feeling like an earless statue; sound unaccompanied
Missing the wind's howls that ululate,
Clamors and bellows that spoliate
I can't sight the same verbiage
Without sonancy to inflicit, I see one big mirage
Frequent as birth enfolds
I host a soundless toll
Chapter 5 Brain Cancer;
A malignant fate told today
Disease spreading like a machine,
Programmed to enquire all it knows
A gruesome and hateful dose;
Withering casually away
Grown apart of, I'm the prey
As we hunt the beasts'
An invisible naked eye is poaching
Frequent as a house infested
I host a cancerous clothing
Chapter 6 Death;
A termination soon to unfold
I am as finished and ruined as story told
Biological function ending
Senescence through spending
User maat I haven't seen all wanted
Alas I am greatful for what has been daunted
Frequent as a death anew
I host a dissolution
My evolution; through.
Nov 24, 2010
Nov 24, 2010 at 7:09 AM UTC
Amongst robes of satin and gold,
Stood three men of stories told.
There a wise man, of no reputation
Holds before them, behold! Such elation!
In his hand thrice a curious box,
So the men exchange in outrageous talks.
"What joke is this? Off with your head!"
And forcefully arrest him in his stead.
But this man of origin ignoble,
Without struggle of position immobile
Surrenders each a box to these bureaucrats
For each in size of one cubic inch at that.
And before the sound of earshot fades,
"Beware when you open of what cascades!"
So the man is silenced into his tomb,
Leaving mystery lingering upon the room.
Each a man such such ferocity,
Inquires upon the box with curiousity.
Without caution the first man tears it agaze
So the mind's eye bursts into bountiful blaze
*And so, what ** It is with your haste! Your pompousness, your distaste!
I shall pry your sight to show you light, yet ne'er a way into your heart's blight!
So much so even the sun's fusion surrenders in succession to stiffly cold ice,
Forever forgotten, forever forewarned of your fervent fear and greed and vice.*
So his mind comes about, facing reality
Shrugging his fate of ultimate finality.
Such the second man tosses it aside,
Yet it flies open, where he cannot hide
*So you, your apathy, your content in nothing! Shall you idle forever true.
Knowledge has tainted you, pride stricken you, you stand tall a pillar of stone.
For stone you are, and stone you shall be! So much a pillar of salt of the the sea.
Tossing aside the weak and the encumbered to cares of yourself outnumbered.*
Fear is struck in the heart of this,
No longer for such a heart in bliss
And the third, the final acutely aware
To open the box with everso care.
*Thee the third, the final, your pleas! Absorbed and plowed by evil's devotee.
Hold your heart true, all prayer endue a baby's flesh shall imbue thine heart!
For I know your deeds, and you unlike no other! Yet let them smother you not.
For seek and you shall ascertain, knock to make the truth before you naked.*
So fallen in reverence upon the knees
A chill rendered without cold breeze.
And the three transformed by man ignoble
Yet not simply here, but to judgment global.
Alas, remember this time of year,
A time to hold dear and cheer.
The time to recount first breath,
Yet a time to celebrate death,
Defeated.
Dec 25, 2012
Dec 25, 2012 at 12:41 AM UTC
He never knew
That I was there
Looking and wishing
To be everso near
He never knew
What I had planned
While observing so long
He would not understand
He never saw me
When I covered his face
In a sedating cloth
And dragged him to this place
He never resisted
I had given him a lot
So I might have the time
To prepare all I had got
He never knew
Until he came to his senses
Just how much I had wanted
To end my pretenses
Then he knew
How I had longed
How I had secretly yearned
How I felt that I had been wronged
Then he knew
That I would make him burn
For all that time
He had unknowingly
Made me yearn
Apr 1, 2013
Apr 1, 2013 at 4:14 AM UTC
I suppose something as lovely as you, cannot be put to pen, paper & poetry.
I can't find enough beautiful words to simply describe you with my vocabulary
There is no way to emulate,
gramatically structure or describe
Exactly that feeling when
you're speaking volumes into my eyes
When I know the truth
is exactly what you say
That we're different books
on the same page
Smiling, flipping slowly
through the clearing days
Theres no pressure in the back of my head, yet how is my visions not a haze?
Theres so much more,
I've only given vowels to the entire story
So with that,
I'll tell you that baby I'm sorry,
But theres no love poem tonight
Its late,
I'm everso distracted by youre perfect face
And you've given me far too much to write
Jan 3, 2015
Jan 3, 2015 at 12:10 PM UTC
And she is intoxicating, she always is, was and will be,
No,
Not that way,
I
Vested myself,
Everso long ago,
Radically,
She vested herself too,
About the same time, if my memory serves me, for
Real, Romance, Repair, Rhymery, Rings, Relationship, Reason, ,
YES!
Dec 20, 2013
Dec 20, 2013 at 11:05 PM UTC
i have seen you
i have spoken to you...
with you..
in different times
in different lives
the same moon
the same sun
we touched our hearts
and our minds
everso gently
in friendship
and the will to do
what was right
in truth we conversed
about truth
we trusted eachother
not truly knowing
one another
but certainly understanding
our shared understanding
a common sense of right
and wrong
you were there for me
and you saved me
from suffocating
in a toxic pool
of deception
i see you still
in different guises
different names
different from before
but still the same
and i wish this world...
this world right here...
would know that
today i breathe
because you held my head
above the water
and didn't let me drown
May 18, 2025
May 18, 2025 at 9:28 AM UTC
The flicker of last nights midnight memory rushed through my head
the heart gave an obligatory thump while it tried to double summersault
it was the slightest touch bare skin on bare skin but I felt it so deep
magnatised by the heat in your stare, hips arching to its target
lips parted hanging in the air sending out invitations without care
it was a moment locked in eternity and you bent your head everso slightly
I swore swore you leaned in just before your phone rang
and love had brought you back to your senses and left me with
sweet nothings and a ache gouged deep across my pelvis
that tore me unexpectedly all the way through my heart
because you texted to say hey.
Apr 18, 2019
Apr 18, 2019 at 6:09 PM UTC
I am
A being of peace
A being of comfort
A being of radiant love
A being of harmony
A being of balance
I am
A being of knowledge
I learn from my darkness
To grow in my inner light
I learn from the darkness
To nurture the light
I see my path
I know my path
All that I need, I attract
All that I shall know
Shall help my soul to grow
I am a being of healing
I radiate comfort and peace
I guide with an innate knowing
I am a being of great wisdom
I share in the lessons of life
I am a being of patience
All things come in time
To arrive as I need
To my call it heed
Aid me everso
On my path
As I grow
- Jay M
March 3rd, 2022
Mar 3, 2022
Mar 3, 2022 at 1:56 PM UTC
When I was fourteen,
my daddy told me
something worse
than when he would scold me
Oh, it was late at night
after a distinctive fright
something that shook me
and stayed with me through every fight
that I could not die,
no, I cannot die,
no, you cannot die,
Oh, could you not die?
I heard terrible news,
her throat; awfully bruised
but at least
her life we did not lose
But, poor Ari,
why didn't he see?
How much his life and others
are tied explicitly?
Oh, but she could not die,
oh why did he try?
No, I cannot die.
Oh how could you try?
But she did not die
why did he die?
No, I cannot die,
no I can not die.
This pain, I know, it's surging through. your veins, and bones, it's burning, too. This hate, the urges you're feeling everso- please redirect it anyway you know. Redirect towards something worth yearning. Fierocity and passion is fuel for learning.
Her father told my dad
he was oh so sad
but with those feels
he vibed more like mad
After the fateful call
I just fuckin' bawled
my dad so distraught
toppled on the stairs- he did fall.
Oh you cannot die
if I cannot die
oh, you cannot die, and neither can I
My dad he said to me
Kayla- Katie
when you were born
I held you against me
Gave up ***** n drugs
all over baby hugs
and with the next line
my heart strings he tugged
Oh you cannot die
if I cannot die
oh baby of mine
just keep on trying.
Before I went to bed
I remember he said
Please don't make me
hold you in my arms when you are dead
To give you a good life
I sacrificed part of mine
and now your life means
just as much as mine
Oh you cannot die,
no don't you try
no you cannot die
and neither can I
I cannot die
no I cannot die
I cannot die
I can't even try...
Jun 11, 2020
Jun 11, 2020 at 2:30 AM UTC
*Before she knew you, she was afraid to love you...so she told you.
Before she kissed you...she was afraid of making love to you.
Hesitant with your approach because she forgets nothing, a woman who feels deeply, loves deeply and fragile emotionally...so you chose your words carefully.
She was dying without you knowing, guilt eating you out from the inside. A fighter she was until there were no more fights, because they were dying...bathing in ashes.
Before she touched you, she felt you...knowing that you too were fragile.
:Before she yell, she would hold you closely...illuminating your mind.
Years passed and she stood by you, cared for you and loved you...selflessly, unselfishly, endlessly. She was on a limb...but you never knew, she never told you.
That woman who did it all is only human, she aches, she cries, she smiles...even when she is broken inside.
Looking on her wrinkled, faded skin, fingers that could not deny her age...seemed unnatural but she had walked the roads with you, fight the fights with you, children that bloomed with the images of two.
Before she died...she cried, held you everso tight, hoping to make it through the night.
:Before she died...she was afraid to close her eyes, but you were there by her side. She looked at you with compassion in her eyes, nothing else she could do.
Before she died...she reminded you of her words... I LOVE YOU*
S.B
Feb 4, 2017
Feb 4, 2017 at 11:40 PM UTC