"eys" poems
Stream languid reason from the South
Heave large sighs upon shores to the North
Curl up and nest with the fragile East
Rest your eys on the greenness of the West
For from there to here:
to back over there.
We stand like willows in the great winds very own- prairie of time.
Deceitfully mastering and mimicking
sounds that appear to make us whole
although we are not.
When what we are
is faithfully moving in orbit
around great fire
with rest of everybody else.
Jun 19, 2010
Jun 19, 2010 at 11:17 AM UTC
i ran without looking back
left all those i loved behind
the last words i said
still haunting and echoeing my ears
and i know the further i go
its going to be a long road home
i never made them cry before
but when i left
i heared the weeps
and the tears hitting the floor
like a stampede of hoofs
stomping my heart a mile away
yet i continued on
never looking back
because i knew if i went back
my world would be black
thier hearts would be cold
and the truth would remain untold
i couldnt live a life like that
i had to escape
but my ties to this life
remain in the object of my love
the soul hier to my heart
the one whom i never thought to leave
she stands under an oak
using the leaves as an umbrella
for the rain has started
covering her tears she now sheds
as realization that i will not show sets in
she sits at the beginning of a long road home
i got a long road home
but the troubles i faced
will be worth it
when i find what i've searched so hard for
my sanity that was stripped at birth
my soul that left a pair of hollow eys
and i know this road will only get longer
Oct 31, 2012
Oct 31, 2012 at 10:43 AM UTC
It's never to early for the sun to rise
for the Lord has it all planned out
as I look across the horizon
and see the rainbow colors
that bring the sun to the surface
I stand in awe
it's beauty is breathtaking
it's none other than a miracle
It's never too soon for the sun to set
for the Lord has it all planned out
as I look across the horizon
and see unspoken beauty
that fills the land and skies in color
I stand in awe
it's beauty excites me so
it's none other than amazing
Sunrise, Sunset
beauty ever prevails
look with the eys
but see with the heart
Feb 1, 2015
Feb 1, 2015 at 7:32 AM UTC
sleepn to dreams splitn the seams on what seems to be unseen
floatn from scene to scene.
exposing the dimentions as an interstellar time traveller
high above on DMT the brains craving pleasure from the endorphine
eyes closed walking through rows of roses of syncronicity.
I see old growth trees from sea to seeing all with inner eys of sympathy.
our vehicular carcass is a calorie burning
cardiovascular cacarborated dream machine
Dec 5, 2011
Dec 5, 2011 at 9:06 PM UTC
Cyriack, this three years day these eys, though clear
To outward view, of blemish or of spot;
Bereft of light thir seeing have forgot,
Nor to thir idle orbs doth sight appear
Of Sun or Moon or Starre throughout the year,
Or man or woman. Yet I argue not
Against heavns hand or will, nor bate a jot
Of heart or hope; but still bear vp and steer
Right onward. What supports me, dost thou ask?
The conscience, Friend, to have lost them overply’d
In libertyes defence, my noble task,
Of which all Europe talks from side to side.
This thought might lead me through the world’s vain mask
Content though blind, had I no better guide.
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Jan 31, 2014
Jan 31, 2014 at 12:57 PM UTC
When we met
You were yet
A Princess.
Snow melted
On your younge tongue.
Winter seasons
Kept the secrets
Of your cold cacoon.
When you emerged
It was obscene,
You morphed into
The Ice Queen.
The white expanse
Of glacial thighs
Led to an ice-cave.
******* that once
Snared and trapped,
Have melted like
Polar ice-caps.
Your icicle eys
Stay frozen
In summer sun.
And all about
Your condition
Smells stale as
Franklin's Expedition.
Like Midas,
Minus the gold,
All you touch
Turns cold.
I'm not here
To lampoon
How winter's blubber
Made you baloon;
But on a walk
In Arctic noon,
Wear whale grey
And get harpooned.
Apr 21, 2015
Apr 21, 2015 at 9:32 AM UTC
Stark blue suns are her eyes,
Set in the redden cosmos of breaking hair,
Light is caught in rings
And broke are mine as they shy from heat;
The cauldron of spheres,
That rope in the twines of constellations.
In fractals of tearing blood;
Which stream in a body so like heavens,
She plays with sprung time
And the arrow of reason is forced beyond,
Into the eyes unknowing;
How the flesh is shorn in the cloths of stars.
Such cold fire in those eyes,
Neutron blue is the inert crush of gravity;
Unloosed with surrender
And in a field of meteors lies the alchemy;
Crash of rarified metals,
She smelts of iridium blast, casts into soul.
Her eys are for makings,
Planets collide to form creations dream;
To bury sorrows in rock,
As it flows up from an orb into her mantle;
A plateau of cloud for man,
To reach birth of light, christen in goddess.
Oct 16, 2015
Oct 16, 2015 at 7:18 PM UTC
Stuck in this place,
School,
Friends roam the halls,
But what do they know?
They think they know me,
But they only know the me I pretend to be ,
I tell them I'm fine,
In-fact my smile is spread so wide they finally stopped asking how I am.
But don't they see me,
Don't they look me in the eys and see how I'm dying inside,
Losing grip,
One day soon maybe even losing my life,
I'm on edge
And soon I won't be able to pretend,
But before my eyes shut,
And before My heart stops beating,
See me,
The real human being.
(Lifeless and dull,
the one who needs rescue,
Please my darling will you save me,
Just keep me from the edge of the world,
Don't let me fall off,
Just make me happy,
Just save my life,
All you have to do is know the real me,
And Still Care.)
Oct 26, 2011
Oct 26, 2011 at 12:40 PM UTC
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Stark blue suns are her eyes,
Set in the redden cosmos of breaking hair,
Light is caught in rings
And broke are mine as they shy from heat;
The cauldron of spheres,
That rope in the twines of constellations.
In fractals of tearing blood;
Which stream in a body so like heavens,
She plays with sprung time
And the arrow of reason is forced beyond,
Into the eyes unknowing;
How the flesh is shorn in the cloths of stars.
Such cold fire in those eyes,
Neutron blue is the inert crush of gravity;
Unloosed with surrender
And in a field of meteors lies the alchemy;
Crash of rarified metals,
She smelts of iridium blast, casts into soul.
Her eys are for makings,
Planets collide to form creations dream;
To bury sorrows in rock,
As it flows up from an orb into her mantle;
A plateau of cloud for man,
To reach birth of light, christen in goddess.
Apr 2, 2015
Apr 2, 2015 at 4:49 PM UTC
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Feb 10, 2015
Feb 10, 2015 at 6:20 AM UTC
Your blue eys
Capture and hold me
As blue as the sky
Just for me to see.
Like a bear
In a trap.
I can't help but stare
With or without your cap.
Sweet as candy
My own sweet treat.
Life is just dandy
With you next to me.
Your blue eyes
Capture and hold me
As blue as the sky
Just for me to see.
Feb 1, 2012
Feb 1, 2012 at 1:16 PM UTC
Rubbing my bleary eyes
Staring at my computer screen
Scrolling down
Scrolling back up (i couldnt remember what id just read)
Sigh
Breathe
Type a few words
So much to do
Back to reading
Scrolling down
Scroling back up (i couldnt remember what id just read)
So little time
Type a few words
Sigh
Scrubbing my we epy eyes
So tired
Breaathe
Cant finish
Glaring at my computor screen
Scrlling down
Scrolling down
Scrolling back up (cant remeber what id just read)
Have to finishe
Type a few sentances
So close
Back t oreading
Scroling down
Scrolling
Typeing a more sentancess
Almost
So tired
Kneading my sleapy eys
theere
Sigh
Tpe the slat sentanc
Andd
Done.
Sep 25, 2017
Sep 25, 2017 at 12:02 AM UTC
there are so many thing i want to tell you
it's like i'm an open sky and i'm just waiting to spill constellations of light and explode ever so gently and politely into your eyes
it isn't fair you know
my life has always been a room of stark white black and grey
then you walk in and splatter colors onto my wall
then walk away
so i stare day and night at the brightness on my wall
i've never let anyone desecrate my mind in such a way
i'd always let people know to take off their shoes and remember their coats
that they were only visiting
and what's more
you never came back,
though i left rsvvp apologies and wantings at your door
most guests wouldn't dare leave a crumb
but there's a splatter of hues on my wall
and try as i might
i can't bring myself to clean it up
and it's crazy
how you never know your were living in a colorblind cell
until someone opens your eys
and then you see
the whole world's in color
and your life of rights and wrongs suddenly goes out the window
but you never came back to teach me how to walk in the light
so i'm stumbling into my own shadows and it's bright
and i'm frightened
come back
i've started dreaming in blues
come back
i'm a white canvas with a black scribble down my spine
come back
i've started bleeding in reds
come back
i'm tired of feeling in shades of you
Jun 4, 2014
Jun 4, 2014 at 8:06 PM UTC
These burdened eys
That saw the fire,
They see no more,
Now burnt and tired.
It lay in ruin,
My ashy waste,
This time, this life,
The fiery lace.
But look!
Charred wood shines in the light
And what a sad joke
To one without sight.
Dec 27, 2013
Dec 27, 2013 at 10:00 AM UTC
I did wait
I am waiting
And I will for you till ages
W -watered eys
A- a second is like...years
I-I hope you will surely come back
T-tired heart
Jun 26, 2020
Jun 26, 2020 at 1:21 AM UTC
DOCTOR SAYS DON'T THINK,
SO I HAVE STOPPED THINKING,
SEE MY EYS ARE CALM, BLINKING !
DOCTOR SAYS KEEP YOU MIND FREE,
SEE, IT'S RAINING , IAM STANDING UNDER A TREE !
DOCTOR SAYS DON'T BE SCARED, DON'T BE TENSE ,
I AM LEARNING TO STAY INSIDE A WELL MARKED FENCE !
DOCTOR SAYS DON'T EXPECT ANYTHING AT ALL,
DON'T WORRY ABOUT ME, GO TO YOUR WORK, PAL !
DOCTOR SAYS YOU MUST THINK IN A POSITIVE MANNER,
I 'VE STOPPED THINKING, CHECK IT UNDER ANY SCANNER,
DOCTOR SAYS I SHOULD LIVE ALONE, NOT B0ATHAR MY SON,
SORRY DOCTOR, I QUIT AS, WITHOUT HIM, LIVING IS NO FUN !!
Aug 12, 2016
Aug 12, 2016 at 11:50 PM UTC
**Falling stars fall into my eys
Leaving me with a big surprise
The world is dark but within holds
A story waiting to be told
Falling warriors and falling grace
Peple falling on their face
The lively hearts that begin to love
Will now know falling is all they are capable of
Falling , might be good for you
It may help with the pain too
Now you'll know never to trust
A falling heart that is filled with lust
Falling into lakes , swimming about
Falling into hatred , flailing about
Falling into another world , wondering about
Falling is all that we can do
~ Naomie **
Dec 29, 2014
Dec 29, 2014 at 6:12 PM UTC
It's true you know,
It's true when they say everything wil change.
It's true that people change ,even we our self's change.
Isn't it a scary thought ,that you can't be certain about people.
Not
Even our selfs.
That you can know someone your whole life and they can change infront of your eys.
But we can't judge them for that
We cant judge their change.
Because It's true ,
It's true that people change.
But it's pain that causes them to change....
Nov 13, 2017
Nov 13, 2017 at 12:30 PM UTC
My pen touches paper with flicks and swirls of my hand
Words written from my heart of which my head can understand
It's my way of talking freely ,Something i find so hard to do
Iv'e spent so long quite in my thoughts while committing social doom
Now i have no one left who will listen to the things i want to say
So i write these words in the hope that somebody may read it all some day
These pages are my playground where my hands write how i feel
There is no control of my emotions for all your eys will see is real
So please read these words with an open mind and kindness in your heart
For kept inside are my true feelings and the dreams i call my art
Mar 5, 2013
Mar 5, 2013 at 1:22 AM UTC
Could it be we've
all been trained
with bells?
Or is it the symbols.
The Thirty three's
and hand gestures.
The tridents and the
five pointed stars.
The eight
sided pentagons
and the eye
that's always
watching.
Is it that we've
all been fooled?
Could it be the Son
is nothing more
than the Sun of
the morning?
Nov 25, 2015
Nov 25, 2015 at 7:00 PM UTC
zombies have big eys they also have big thyes I think im gonna die
Jan 9, 2014
Jan 9, 2014 at 3:24 PM UTC
Pour me a big glass of whiskey
Open a big can of beer
Let the alcohol loosen my brainwaves
And let the drunk poet appear
Mi eys don't sem to be wrkn
As I,mmm lokig downnn AT&T; my yay screen
Theee drunkkk pots taking mi overr
Ifff yu kno wat I mean
Feb 19, 2016
Feb 19, 2016 at 12:48 PM UTC
Scattered thoughts
shattered hearts
broken dreams
that fell apart
Tears that fell
have long since dried
love only lasts until love dies
when you feel the pain
you wonder why
then one day
the light hits your eys
and when it does
you realize
that from the ashes a new bird flies
Jul 13, 2014
Jul 13, 2014 at 12:14 AM UTC