"leashing" poems
You have no integrity.
You down me in the most darkest times,
Criticizing who I am and what I do.
Your trust dims on my very wellbeing,
Searing the burns even more.
I do not trust you at all.
I hear you complain in a tyrants voice,
Stressed, Your daughters a ******
How dare thee!!
You say thy hurtful words!
When I was trying to be mature for 17,
on this December's birth.
I try so hard to gain your trust,
just to lose it in battle of honesty,
And a fiery war.
You know I try my best,
to become someone greater than thee,
but the words must stop.
They hurt deeply.
I trust no one,
I just survive this world.
One step at a time,
Without you leashing my very mind.
I am a wolf caged in this god forsaken home,
I want to be free to roam.
Trust is very fatal to thee,
Its fragile, Honorable and free.
I trust no one,
I just survive.
As the Archaic Wolf,
Now caged behind your very eyes.
I am not perfect,
I will not reach my fold.
Until my very time comes,
When I am an adult.
AND I will be gone.
Before your very word.
Dec 20, 2013
Dec 20, 2013 at 9:25 AM UTC
Coercion of thighs
Under the persuasion of a deserted road
And the weakness of your knees.
You may cry out for the cleansing of your womb
From the filth,
The residue of evil
That infects you from the inside.
"You are a murderer,
worse than a ******
You stole life!"
Could you plead and longer to
Whatever lies above your matted hair
And shaken shoulders
To tear out this grudge
That feeds off your fear?
It blooms with a life so
Tainted.
For an unwanted kiss
Is unwanted nonetheless,
No matter how gentle
Or sweet.
Could you gaze into the mirror,
The visage of charred innocence,
Swollen abdomen,
Bursting with life from inside,
A life you fear to resemble
Your salted stranger
Who took the light from your eyes
And fed it to his gluttonous evil.
Sever the ties,
The umbilical chain of memory
Leashing your pleasure
To the filth of dominant lust.
Begin from the mud on your knees
Where you fell to the asphalt
Where the Baby's Breath grew in the cracks.
Sink into cleansing waters
And release.
Forget, but do not forgive.
For you wish for the freedom of this birth
Like an animal,
Caught in a trap,
Wishes to gnaw off it's own leg.
Now go.
And when the time has arrived,
Blossom life within you
With a heart so red and swollen
From the purity, the tenderness
Of a welcomed hand.
And it will be love's face that you cradle.
Mar 27, 2014
Mar 27, 2014 at 11:26 PM UTC
there is a lot on my mind
so much so that i end up
rubbing my cheeks every
second as if my thoughts
are seeping out my pores
I am caught in this place
where people do not talk
reduced to leashing me
place to place, sit here sit
there, expect me to obey
no questions asked, dog
but I have loads of questions
the questions are pouring out
soaking straight through my clothes
i'm swollen with questions, filled to the brim
If i had a hundred hands, a thousand hands, they'd all be raised
all in your face, all strained, ready, how is this for compliance, how is this for crazy?
am i crazy enough now?
am i?
Oct 25, 2012
Oct 25, 2012 at 12:40 AM UTC
The fire struck and burned away the feelings
the crowd gathering outside
holding their loved ones a little closer
The tears run down, not even touching the flames that engulf me
smoke entering my lungs suffocating me from the inside out
strength growing in my legs
I tried everything I could.
However i just caused the fire to grow
Breathing and leashing hurt on everyone it touches
Im done trying
Im done pushing through the flames to just burn
I stop my tears
I let the flames take me away
Destroying what was once in my heart
Flickering through my soul
You have to give in to get out.
You have to let the fear engulf you
So that you can indeed grow
May 26, 2012
May 26, 2012 at 11:48 PM UTC
They reach behind me in the storm
Oil rains from the sky
The wild are set loose to rain
Bringing wrath and leashing pain
The veins on my arms tighten
Waiting for the skies to lighten
The fear is gone lost on the brave
Waiting for the victory they crave
The light at the end of the tunnel
Fire twigs and matches bundle
Duck your head and harden your heart
Do my will and do your part
The earth is uncertain of which side its on
The skies are empty and the sun is gone
The clouds tremble and they hide
Waiting for the tide
Mount your steed and say your prayers
Deep into the earth many rocky layers
The core or heart of our home
The death of many to atone
The blood that was shed in this place
The world rid of every trace
Scrolls with words
Wings on birds
The things you trust and remember
The light to bring and darkness sever
Feb 1, 2014
Feb 1, 2014 at 5:03 PM UTC
The message from our creator
Is like a leashing sword
Crossing a cemetery, chanting his name
Going to college everyday
Is like an everyday job
Sitting for an exam, chanting his name
Applying for a job interview
Is like a yes or no
Waiting for an interview, chanting his name
Getting marriage proposal for the first time
Is like, oh God I hope he's handsome or rich
Proposal results, chanting his name
And the list goes on.....
Everything we do, its a phobia of being unsuccessful
Therefore, chanting Gods name
Most only to motivate themselves
Others to believe
That he hears and delivers...
©sim
Dec 12, 2017
Dec 12, 2017 at 2:57 PM UTC
for I am a candle in the wind
flickering
stretched thin
leashed on
pulled back
by the forces of the wind
Yet
A flicker of hope
stretching through time,
leashing across seasons
pulls me
along the cruises
of
the
wind
There, I will extinguish in ashes
but rise up
in flames rekindled
Sep 7, 2017
Sep 7, 2017 at 10:41 AM UTC
While receiving the daily alms
From houses far and near
A blind beggar walked passed
Wiping off his sweat and tear
As he neared the temple steps
To praise and thank the gods
The people laughed at him
Leashing out hurtful words
Some sitting on the steps
Taunted him of being blind
***"O' blindman you can not see god"
"How will he accept your praise of kind"***
***"If I can't see, he who sits on the shrine"
"It's totally fine to pay my respect"
"Atleast my god can see me if I can't"
"And like you, he will never reject!"***
I watched the entire scene silently,
Of the people with the same beliefs
A blind can not offer praise
Coz his doings are based on griefs
How meek and judged, the people are
Believing in everything they see
Hearing people preach of god
Forget that god resides in you and me...
©sim
Aug 5, 2017
Aug 5, 2017 at 8:30 PM UTC
The depression sinks in, an unnatural daily blend
The type that warps from within, it puts the lotion on the skin.
The jealousy is kin, doubt being the yang to my yin
It's all a part of me, a breakdown waiting to begin.
Their love is all benign, I try but can't return in kind
Erratically unemotional, mentally fluctuating is my mind.
It's only a matter of time, before what little is left that binds
begins to steadily unwind, to become a frail tether leashing what lies within confined.
May 26, 2017
May 26, 2017 at 5:55 PM UTC
the truth in your words
makes me regret mine
I bite back my tongue
before it whips out
leashing me to my fate
but to late they strike
like blows already given
and so I must apologize
to ask and to beg
for you to forgive
what I cruelly bestowed
upon you ears
with my foolish follies
Jan 30, 2016
Jan 30, 2016 at 8:47 PM UTC