"intricated" poems
We base our alliance
But not on mere external elegance
Or favoured nature or trueness of heart
It's more than just preference that sets us apart
We were never intricated to stoop so low
To fall in love with bare figures mellow
Words cannot explain what this was, this is, this may be
For out there may be angels, or princesses, or Goddesses,
And yet all I ever want, oh she just read this line
And my, I can't have enough of that smile.
May 30, 2017
May 30, 2017 at 12:02 PM UTC
An airless wind
Fills with sadness
Floating around
Whimpering
By words of uncomfort
Intricated noise
Pierce my very ear
Quenching tirely
From a world of emptiness
Expressions in Salvia
As my throat
Dryness with death
Mar 18, 2010
Mar 18, 2010 at 1:46 AM UTC
People never write poems about this
yet it exists
This unability to exist
this intricated maze of meanings and beings
this path of walls and ***** games
this emptiness that's made up
this storm
this headache
this deaf pain
this state of mind
this hell inside
that's cold to ever write
about
This is what it feels like
being unable to relax
because you got lost
in your own paths
you tried to drive home
but home slipped away
you broke home
home broke itself
but home today feels far
Heart, where are you now?
Mind, why do you do these things?
Impair my hearing
of the world
Jun 11, 2017
Jun 11, 2017 at 6:01 PM UTC
The Passage of Time
Verse 1
To experience the seasons brought therein
To elaborate beyond where we begin
To gravitate through intricated ways
To thus behold the miracle of days
To belong, to be loved, to be more than enough
May souls align with blessings from above
Chorus
There’s no measure, I will treasure
All in my life, of which come to mind
With due reason, it is the season
For embracing the passage of time
The passage of time
Verse 2
So invaluable are moments from the heart
The yearning for, in times we spent apart
May we reconcile all undelivered peace
Let all creativity of soul release
To belong, to be loved, to be more than enough
May souls align with blessings from above
Chorus
Bridge
Times unmissable, undeniable
Let us capture the joy, it’s so plentiful
Change is pivotal, live empirical
Let’s savour this moment in time
Chorus
Written by Geraldine Taylor ©
Jun 13, 2017
Jun 13, 2017 at 4:49 AM UTC
What’s stopping you?
howmanytimesareyougoingtoaskme
The reflection in the mirror talks back
a slap
in the face of my own draining placid fervor
howamisupposedtodictatethroughthemuddled
Point central yet not centrifugal
look like i always know what i’m doing what’s the next step what’s the higher trek the place the time the track the automation the rotation the pedestal
constructed of sturdy insecurity
ihavenofuckingclueihavenofuckingclue
if energy cannot be lost where are my efforts left vested
“if Any body, it would be you”
theyallsaytheyallsay so
entering as my facade fabricated intricated interrogated berrated defiled demolished shredded left
fordead
i’m working on it i’m working on it
More to come
asmileadrivealonelynight
atemporaryhigh
capitalized.
Oct 19, 2018
Oct 19, 2018 at 1:07 AM UTC
My Happiness
A declining morning shadow
.
My Agony
A progressing evening shadow
.
My Life
A dreadful dark night
.
My Smile
A life less paper
.
My Hope
A log of intricated dreams
.
Yes
This is the other side
Of the coin
Feb 1, 2019
Feb 1, 2019 at 12:38 AM UTC