"memeories" poems
Democracy, freedom, independence and joy
have all done a full circle and stopped tonight
Now to pack that well worn bag one last time
and let go
of all the hopes and dreams
of a little house with a blue door
with icicles hanging off the roof
surrounded by daffodils as the snow melts
predicting long summer evenings in the sun
sipping ice cold beer with those who are dear.
All the friends made memeories gained
will be left behind at the start of this trip
with a one way ticket to which used to be home.
Social norm is a miserable concept
and in this fickle thing called life
the only thing that doesn't change
is apparently my race.
Because God decided to play a cruel trick
and made me brown outside and inside a Brit.
Just to thicken the plot
having been raised with morals
here I am declining
generously convenient marriage proposals
deluded by romance and sacred notions of matrimony
just to get a visa was never going to cut it.
And dear Craig from last night,
you tasted and smelt of honesty and liberation
and your embrace, like a lie in on a lazy Sunday morning
was warm, cosy and comforting
your eyes mirroring a painful understanding
of heartache and no hope of tomorrow
yet yearning to stay in each others arms
as we did on that tiny dark dance floor
even long after the music had ended.
I would have given you my number
if time hadn't failed me
if fate hadn't cheated me.
I died a little more inside watching you leave
even though we had just met
and it was one night
with alcohol running through my veins
as I drank to forget
I remember
that kiss good bye.
You lingered and I can't stop thinking
what if what if what if
what if I had time
could we have been something more
guess we will never know
instead I've got to go
leaving everything behind
except for my well worn suit case
full of crushed dreams and a broken heart
dampen and heavy with tears and fears
time to leave where I belong
and return to where I was mistakenly born.
Time to face the beginning
of the end...
Oct 20, 2013
Oct 20, 2013 at 6:19 PM UTC
A shared cab toghther we grasp the nights end.
black stockings a well fitting suit hours have died torwards a blissful ending sidewalk's paint the
after thought as faces that ghost's haunt other stories later I'll cast thoose stories towards paper.
Rearview glances traces memeories moved along silkend thigh.
In warmth we cast aside a New york streets cold does this city sleep in time when even I seem worn?
Streets past my thoughts still will not erase a sense of no direction but a ending is always clear.
Above the lights apartment view downward we cast care topassion met in bed left as reackless
desire spinning yarns scattred across the floor.
A blizzrd outside seldom matches the fire within.
Time makes us care and the effect never seems to last.
Goobye we set are eye's to a path we never seem to once again cross.
Iin bouban scented clothes tainted from the nights exploits washed clean in regert.
Maybe another night we will exist as starnger only to return to bed's now treated as tomb.
I cant imagine the direction through the door another shall fill the past's role.
Lovers and fools resemble each other all to often.
But what of the stranger who catches a nights tressure from life's rear view.
A empty bar seats turned apon tables to sweep away dust like thoughts ive burried and broken glass.
Love like a match book is often burned up in passions and choices often given little thought.
A cab ride cross town takes such a diffrent view alone.
Maybe faces passed now can be given light.
through a srcambled haze the pen does embrace page.
Another night was the theme it's ending may never be the same.
To understand the edge is only to have crossed it at some point.
words like punches in some drunken brawl never lose there sting.
I spiral in directions and embrace every vacant streets view chasing all lost cause but
never you.
Time has broken the clock set in stone was the nights moment i forever cast in a fools time.
The end till next time
May 31, 2012
May 31, 2012 at 2:12 PM UTC
there comes a point where you don't exist in my life anymore
but you became part of my routine- my daily life,
but now that your no longer here
there's nothing I can remember without you
how can I sleep without you by my side, legs intertwined with mine,
how do I react when I see you somewhere,
do I just act as if you are not there and you never were a part of my life
because that's what you do
it makes me wonder if you were cared as much as I cared
almost as if you erased me
id have to erase you
I had to get rid of everything-
burn the memeories
recmincese the good
but be glad it happened
take it as a lessons learned
two broken people can not fix each other
we should have known
let it burn, let it burn
the memeories are fading
I'm living these days without you
I'm starting to forget
it's as if I'm just know learning to live a new life
But it's just learning to live without you
I will ..
Erase you.
Oct 1, 2013
Oct 1, 2013 at 11:59 PM UTC
My mind is starting to drift again,
To memeories unwanted,
To feelings of uncertainty.
My mind is starting to drift again,
To this place of torment,
Somewhere i thought a few days apart would somewhat heal.
But here i am dwelling in this uncertainty, this unknowing sense.
I thought a few days apart would heal me.
But my mind is starting to drift again,
And i realize this is something that cant be healed in a few days.
This **** is something much deeper.
I miss my free mind.
I miss my happy thoughts.
I miss the feeling of security.
I miss the old me.
I just want to be free again!
But how can i be free with something i cant let go.
I JUST CANT ******* LET GO!!
Sep 20, 2014
Sep 20, 2014 at 8:34 PM UTC
Memeories haunting
I'm already dead
Half of a year yet
You're still in my head
I just want you gone
But my heart's full of lead
You have moved on
Found a replacement
Four ******* years
You moved on in a tenth
I'm lost without you
I need my Cas
Oct 20, 2017
Oct 20, 2017 at 11:19 PM UTC
Your melodies bring me joy sometimes pain, and maybe the sound I hear when it rains. Your melodies bring back memeories where I find myself being my worst enemy
or at best a friend of me.
Your melodies puts me in a transe and makes me wanna dance. Your melodies sooth my soul
and makes me feel whole when I'm alone. Your melodies show me art when I feel like falling apart .
Your melodies vibrate through my ears and I understand what it hears.
Your melodies express itself and is there when I need help.
Your melodies at times keeps me around even when I'm feeling down. And I always love to hear its sound.
Mar 31, 2014
Mar 31, 2014 at 10:24 PM UTC
Hot Chocolate and Sweets.
A Tigers Eye and candles.
A sweet memory
Of heartbreak.
The last goodbye,
Brought no urges to end.
Not to I at least.
Not to you I hope.
I slithered around your neck like a serpent.
I adored it as if it was prey.
A vampires next meal.
My final taste of you.
Your lips are forbidden fruit.
But i climbed the tree.
I teased the apple.
But the forbidden fruit stayed untouched.
For a second i touched the apple.
For a second you almost fell.
I love your strength.
But I hate that I appreciate it.
Ill never forget that Eve.
The Eve of the Ghost.
The Ghost that could have been us.
But who am I?
A thief?
A madman?
A lost cause?
An embarrassment?
Dec 4, 2019
Dec 4, 2019 at 6:11 PM UTC
As time flies by
Like the shadows of the birds
You wonder where you will stand
Where you will lay
If tomorrow will come
Or has it already
Is tomorrow yesterday
Yesterday tomorrow
Today tomorrow or yesterday?
But this pain I hold in
Leaves me bound to the past
Left to wounds
That will never heal
Scars that still bleed
Tears that wont fall
Time just flies by
Way too fast
And I keep getting left behind
Even by those who say they love me
A forgotten friend
A fading lover
An inchoate son and brother
Time flies by
Way too fast
Because I can remember
Like it was yesterday
When I had the family, the friends, you at my side
Yet here it is
All ruined and gone
And I'm the only one that remembers
How things used to be
Because I'm forced to relive it
Every time I close my eyes
Time flies by
Way to fast
And fades the memeories
Just as quickly
Feb 18, 2013
Feb 18, 2013 at 6:06 PM UTC