"ignight" poems
loud sounds of sobs
filled the li'l kid's room
as he looked at the sky
filled with stars and the moon
the li'l kid was crying
coz he missed his mother
let alone those thoughts
never had he seen his father
memories of his mother
again did ignight
coz the memories were the only thing
to hug him tight
now that he was adopted
he still felt glum
he regretted his sixth birthday
when he had lost his mum
he missed his mother
again did he start to weep
he was only eleven
when he drugged himself to sleep
a harsh blow of wind
knocked open the window
a white rose had fallen in
by the sudden wind's blow
he held the rose delicately
and stared at it in awe
it reminded him of his mother
beautiful and without a flaw
he drifted to sleep
along with the white rose
innocently thinking
it pursed his mother's soul
Jun 4, 2014
Jun 4, 2014 at 12:20 PM UTC
Rest your sleepy soul tonight
Dream amidst the pale blue light
Let your pain and worry go
Under the spell of azure glow
Lightly flowing through your hair
How I wish I was up there
Where hued halos ignight your dreams
Kissing your face where I should be.
Where are we going, what can we do
When we are lost in lonely blue?
It's you who haunts my dreams tonight
My almost love in pale blue light.
|b.g.|
Oct 20, 2016
Oct 20, 2016 at 4:49 PM UTC
Ignight matches, ember flashes;
skatter ashes, synapse crashes.
shattered egos, falling seagulls;
escaped evils, louring reels.
when the past begins ignition,
animate my superstitions,
demonstrate simple submission.
after my final decision,
with unbelievable percision.
stay the course, on a mission;
the death of all know memory;
stems the voice to reach my ear;
the foolishness of men I see;
neon fantacy without fear.
the audacity of the dead blooming,
the understanding in darkness looming,
the screaming, flying, fading, fuming,
tendency to hate consuming.
spreading spores to distant shores,
apple cores and opened doors.
fleeing, fighting, never lying,
down apon this ancient ground;
**** this town, it's over now;
**** this town, let's end it now.
In the turn of pages and sheets,
the end is something that's bound to repeat.
Aug 15, 2010
Aug 15, 2010 at 11:12 AM UTC
I will base our relationship
on what the stars say
because I have nothing else to go on.
It's all eggshells dipped in lighter fluid
with us, hot blood, ping pong pupils
that never know when to rest. When
we enter the same room I swear
I see sparks ignight in the static air.
There's blood behind our words
but I don't know if it was spilt in vain
or if this is all part of our story to the road
of forgiveness. Maybe I'm crazy
but I just want to take your hand
and make you agree that we are
both unwarranted.
Feb 1, 2015
Feb 1, 2015 at 6:02 PM UTC
B: Broken among the mess that is love
E: eternally Gratefull for thw hell that you put me through
A: awake amoung the sleeping wolves
U: united as on person are many
T: tied the knot that is death
I: ignight the flames of romance
F: fire burning in my eyes
U: Understanding nothing
L: lies
Dec 14, 2013
Dec 14, 2013 at 2:30 PM UTC
ya ever wonder why
with monday in your face
you dread the day until it ends
with a weekend to erase
that tuesday be the uphill fight
from dawn untill the night
with heavy head into a bed to make
that fight ignight
the steel that wakes again
the bure thats in your side
so fall asleep
in dreams you leap
and over the hill you ride
for wednesday the beast that bucks
the other with two backs
with caution and chance it racks
you of what to do
So fester in a room
or find
untimely
doom
for thursday
the libertine
finds the trumpet call
for chance will take the place
of sound resolve
as thoughts disolve
into plastic cups
but this is only now and you are mostly spent
with fried a mind
And lost of time with honest days to mend
FRIDAY
FREE
the work was ease
So down into the drink
And the beauty of the nap
With pearls upon her back
And my arms to March upon
For needles make a track.
Is all i want
Is all i hunt
The girl
And mostly
......
and never of regret
With thunder in my head
my closest friend my bed
And wake my face so red
for my Sunday
Is the day
i die
And monday the reason why.
May 25, 2018
May 25, 2018 at 4:56 PM UTC