"graps" poems
A ***** drills inside my core
It nags, graps, pans, the hands
They knot in spins and twists
My crux left at the river side
Breathing,gasping fast, faster
Body out in the open rawness
Persisting resistance of the force
An outward shield winning
Winged left,right, up, down
Another day, a greater pace
A passive taste, ranting in haste
In bricks ***** all I taste is hate
All walking in dead silence
Heads shouting with dreams
A roll of sweet and sour sate
Echoes of taxes and budgets
How will they evolve us?
Snatching more from pockets
The rockets burst to mock us
Pulling our all to fund them
Nuclear bombs creating tombs
Distribution of lies and wars
Missiles disposing as lyrics
An objectification of reason
Figure brushes on magazines
Incisions of bits and **** hoots
To boost of the hot posed ***
No truth is scaffolded as real
A psychological brainwash
Pollutes and limits indefinately
Mar 16, 2016
Mar 16, 2016 at 2:59 PM UTC
Entering the void with rainy eyes induced by the manipulating agent who was undercover under her covers. And as the rush came this lush dame was soon abandon in the emptiness which were her hopes and dreams/ she could not cope but scream in the darkness that now became her home. She graps at truth but it eludes her, only the false promises that were pumped into her heart remain. They whisper to her constantly, spewing poison in a fading mind, eviserated spirit; body laying in twisted sheets staring at a pitch black celling that reminds her of the heart that was cruely tricked and abandoned longing for the simpler times, but is now choked by the thorns of lost love. Faith fades, confusion takes hold of once unshakable consciencness of oneself, paradise is lost; a dystopia now surrounds a once blissful secure island of Elysian splendor. Left alone, scorned; this furious angel is being driven maddingly insane by the cold silence that has taken the place of a loving embrace. A million thoughts and questions flood her mind but only one replays itself, "why"? And each time a tiny piece of her heart falls into her hand and slips out of the cracks like grains of sand. But this once radiant muse that would make even the mighty aphrodite envious must pull herself together for the burning light of reality is shining through the darkness cutting through revealing the vacancy which she did not think was possible and face the truth that her thoughts were not her own, but a well contructed fairy tale told from the parasitic snake that fed off her passionate trusting heart. She cries for release to come soon, but alas a new day is steady approaching and now she must hide that pain with a untruthful smile to take attention from the empty void left in her chest; as for the rest? That is unknown......
Sep 30, 2013
Sep 30, 2013 at 5:09 AM UTC
Anxiety
It's there when I eat
And it's right next to me when I fall asleep
It's there when I'm walking
And it's leaning over my shoulders when I cry
I've learnt to live this way
The crippling fear of being alive has consumed me
It's always there
It graps me, pulls me in, leans over for a kiss, but puts a knife right through my back
I can still taste the fear on my lips as I go down on my knees
I never went this low to the ground
I feel dizzy as I try to pull myself up
But it keeps on pushing me back
I will never get up
Anxiety
Nov 3, 2019
Nov 3, 2019 at 1:22 PM UTC
When our bare skin collides
like the slowly fading tides
Your heart starts to speed,
and I catch that smile in your eyes
When my hand starts to trace
the curves of your face
The look that you make,
lets me know its okay
When your graps gets tighter,
Its like the spark of my lighter
burning hot like the fire
in flames of desire
With every touch of our lips,
its a selfish foregin trick
the way you capture the bliss
that my heart used to miss
The way you look in my eyes,
like its again the first time,
fills my bones to the core
and leaves me longing for more
The little things you don't know you do,
have me wrapped up in all of you,
hold me close, and don't let me go,
I'm looking for more than a puppet show.
Sep 26, 2011
Sep 26, 2011 at 1:32 PM UTC
the lights are flashing
i am confused.
Disco ***** of shimmering
blue crystals dancing
This place is odd
unlike the sane
i feel the fear
and as i stare
The fear stares back
taking a hold.
I graps the air
this place is getting to me
Jun 16, 2010
Jun 16, 2010 at 8:01 PM UTC
Jealousy has slithered up to me.
Grasping my neck as I struggle to be free.
It has graps of my heart with the bite of poison,
Which puts anger and frustration there.
I can't breath and everything is dark.
Just like the way you talk about her.
Dark.
No I am not saying that I hate her
But because of her, I am dying by the power of jealousy.
Another bite,
Another sting,
I feel the deathly poison run in my viens.
It is so painful,
So fast.
I cry for help.
But no one, not even you can bring me back
From this awful poison of
Jealousy.
Apr 4, 2015
Apr 4, 2015 at 7:18 AM UTC
When solitude graps me
my heart beat rate at top
fear takes me in his arms
all that moments starts
wondering in mind
I cant stop that thoughts
which makes me sad
I scream all time
to let me go
make me free from this
thoughts, that promises
I feel so much burden
with all responsibility
I wants to escape,
to be that guy again
who can
smile,
Love,
care,
Dec 5, 2014
Dec 5, 2014 at 7:12 AM UTC
Hanging on the edge of the cliff
Waiting
Waiting to be pulled up
As you hang your just about to fall
You close your eyes
You let go after countless screams of desperation
Into starless night sky
That moment you think its all over
But something graps your hand
Opening your eyes slowly
Still not able to see as your eyes are full of tears and pure aggression
Being pulled up thinking who and why
Now standing you rub your eyes
Thinking who ever it was saved your life
The one you've given up on
Looking into there eyes as your pulled toward them
Being squeezed feeling like your backs going to snap
You hug them back still not knowing who it is
Finally pulling back only to find out it's you
"Look into yourself and find happiness"
It told me as it vanished from my grip
You go down the cliff
Not by jumping
But climbing down to live life
Dec 26, 2015
Dec 26, 2015 at 10:44 PM UTC
Body
What lies deep inside of me
That the whole world cant see
Is it my broken heart
Hanging and torn apart
is it the mind scrambled around
Maybe the secrets that were never found
It could be the endless lies
That rest behind my eyes
Closed mouth unable to speak
My hands closed pray my soul to keep
The soft steps I take to stay hidden
Ears to listen to the stories that are forbidden
The graps of the wrist to keep from leaving
Stomach aches and pains due to disbelieving
Or is it my soul in which was lost along the way
The world will never know what it really is I have to say
Rosey nose and blushed cheeks
Signs of a love that one seeks
Chest pounding at every breath
Could be the brain fighting death
The world will see only a brief image
Of a girl whose life only mimics
What lies deep inside me
That the world can only see
A body of a tamed dream
But deep inside is all screams
Aug 5, 2015
Aug 5, 2015 at 9:18 PM UTC