"paralized" poems
I enjoy to walk
Alone in the dark
As the sun falters
And the moon shines and lusters
Bright from its ebony coat
And with every step an echo
So rythmically in tune
It matches my heart beating
As grasp in reality
Ever so loose
I ponder on monsters
Who called themselves men
On what twisted them to fiends
And brought them to change?
Is it treason that warped their hearts?
Maybe a lost love who crushed their ilusion?
Perhaps loneliness brought them this stupor?
Whatever it is that brought them so low
It destroyed their will, it broke their soul.
I ponder on love
I wonder how short it tends to be
And how we dwell on its loss
The suffering it brings.
How easy is it to feel a spark
To bring us from the brink of despair
Just to feel it´s mark
And where there was life, now there´s air.
And my thoughts grow darker
And my pace faster
Anticipating disaster
My eyes widen
I feel as if beset by spies
Who stalk from the shadows
Ready to strike
And I see it...
It is no spy
A beast before me
Clad in black
Eyes in red crimson
Stare sat me back
It fills me fright
I try to run
But stand paralized
My legs betray me
And the beast approches
With its back arched
And talons sharp
Holding me still
With its eyes...
It glared at me deeply
Almost feels pity
And whispers to me
"I am a monument to all you hold dear
For you clasp failure with a tight grip
It took a form in the being that before you stands
And is fear what drives forward
Not any feeling of pride
Deluding yourself in betterment
Inside you are nothing but lies"
I came to my knees
And I began to weep
The monster had tore my resolve
But deep within me
I could still feel
A shimmer, a last ray of hope
I can´t let it win
So I came to my feet
And stared and the brute
Clad in blackness so thick
It could block out the sun
And it´s shape had no shape
It twists and it warps
That piercing red stare
That stared straight to my soul
I said to the thing
"It is true what you say
It seems I can´t escape
From the mire of the past
The more I remain
The harder my escape
And the farther the distance
From achieving my plans
An edifice of failure
Given mortal nature
But mortal you are
All that is mortal can die
And when you do
I´ll be back to life"
Sep 12, 2018
Sep 12, 2018 at 10:19 PM UTC
there is paint
it peels from my eyes
in long gaseous ribbons
it is punctuated by
a bright blindness
where methodologies
reach no conclusions
paint peels from my ears
in uncontested echoes
projecting a self
generated audible universe
paint peels from my mouth
in black storms
of expanded consciousness
leaving behind a particulated
paralized partition
that leaves me disconnected
in a correspondence of color
A field of snow
turning blue under moonlight
in accord with the peeling of paint
like a light emitted by relative thought
paint peels, paint peels, paint peels
Apr 17, 2013
Apr 17, 2013 at 1:58 PM UTC
There's a combination of words stuck at the back of my tongue.
As i diligent search a way to self express, i discover
that my vocal chords have already given up.
I´m numb in my actions and paralized in my speech.
A blend of fear and past dissappointments
are causing a knot in my stomach
and arousing a battlefield between
the words on my lips and the words of my thoughts.
Swallowing through feelings and sentences confining my emotional vocabulary,
i continue to move myself with the words left and
the right intentions in the back of my head.
Drenched in fake smiles and fake laughters.
Wounded but still whole. I move on.
Till they become scars on the invisible side of my soul.
I know that there ain't no way that
you´ll ever dance to the rythm of my heartbeat.
So i'll continue to move myself in life on instrumentals.
Alone. Silently. Broken. Unspoken.
Jan 27, 2014
Jan 27, 2014 at 5:37 PM UTC
*Along winding paths of thorns riddled with blood, a tulip grows
Vibrant petals yurning for water to sustain life
The thorns scorned, engulf in waves of powerful ties, threating growth
Battles of power subdue the brains function
Paralized is fear of movement for survival, plans complicated route
Confusion constricts with each breathe
Consciousness is fading onto another world
Final thought is eternal reality*
Jul 18, 2015
Jul 18, 2015 at 4:01 PM UTC
A hint of blue lit up her hair
Who was this dark beauty
Who just stepped out of nowhere
Who was this punk creature
A pierced face, so fair?
She tries to look mean
But she doesn't know
What I have been
The things I lost
The things I have seen
My gaze passes hers
And a moment I am paralized
As I know
She too realized
I'm in awe
This secret we now share
Me and the beautiful,
Punk, mean looking girl
And her blue hair
Mar 20, 2016
Mar 20, 2016 at 10:01 AM UTC
Turn out the light and let the darkness surround you.
As the darkness floods in, fear consumes you.
Fear of the darkness; of the unknown.
You stand there for a moment,
paralized by the shadows in the darkness.
What or who they might be. Soon enough though, you push aside your fear just long enough to run.
Where you are going you know not.
Light is all you want.
Light, the ability to see.
Even the dimmest of light will do.
You just want something that can push away the darkness.
But there is no light to be found.
Only darkness all around.
Now you've fallen and lie face down on the ground.
Fear now turns to dread as the realization that the light is gone sets in.
The darkness is now darker than the darkest of night.
Not even shadows are visible.
The dread turns to miserable nothingness as you give up.
Letting the darkness consume you, you now become a part of it.
Your mind goes blank and you just lay there, waiting.
For what, you know not, but you continue to wait.
For something
Anything.
Finally, dawn approaches and light fills the darkness.
But it's too late.
The darkness has already consumed you.
Though you may be lit up on the outside, inside you are still darker than the blackest of black.
Yet you continue on.
Hoping one day that darkness will be filled again with light.
Even the dimmest will do.
Until then, you continue on in the light,
while you're filled with darkness.
Waiting.
Oct 10, 2011
Oct 10, 2011 at 11:18 PM UTC
*wild as the blowing wind
patient like the night
seeing you, seeing me
the first hidden light
the sprinkle water on you
will soon be vaporized
on a lava-like body
and i'm still mesmerized
from all direct words
till the warmth of hands
touch above your ears
in our timeless sands
like candles in an open window
fighting against the storm
stay awake and give
light in any form
my thoughts you speak
as a voice from outer space
the horse in your heart of fire
sure runs, but is ready to embrace
times of being, like in dreams
human at its peak
rough times of melting
strong and weak
from your old face changing
in enthusiastic times
till the fear of change
by our darker rhymes
makes me want to
crack you open like a peanut
then makes you able to
put me on the surgeon table, and cut
the poor balance of trust
appreciated to have found
the good, has overwhelmed
even though not bound
this is my freedom:
no need to feel paralized
my freedom is yours
and i'm still mesmerized*
Apr 13, 2015
Apr 13, 2015 at 6:38 PM UTC
When you're walking through my head all night
(See what I did there)
My body becomies paralized
Undead
I embraced your selfish kisses
& kept you from the ocean
White deamon, are you still holding onto me?
Our minds hold the same memories
Know the same lyrics
We get tangled equally like bread-ties
I'm still twisted
& we both know that isn't fair
May 13, 2013
May 13, 2013 at 3:51 PM UTC
paralized, my eyes are wide
searching for the other side
I see them there, I stop and stare
but what's the point? they'll never care
with backs to me, they just can't see
the pain that dwells inside of me
my hands are numb, my tongue is dumb
the rains were gone, but now they come
Apr 25, 2010
Apr 25, 2010 at 6:25 PM UTC
For reasons of the unknown,
what is it about the snakes charm...
Could it be the hypmatising eyes,
that makes one feel paralized...
Could it be the hissing sounds,
that sometimes numbs the mind....
Could it be the site of it's fangs,
that keeps you near...
Could it be the bite of might,
which now the venom flows...
Your time could be near,
as you get feelings of fear...
The snake has now charmed you,
so what do u do...
Let the feelings hurt you,
because your time is due...
Feb 6, 2017
Feb 6, 2017 at 8:25 PM UTC
The way the word came out:
softly,
rightly;
Came thru my ears,
got stuck in my brain,
and choked my throat.
Breath,
cant catch,
breath.
Is cliché the fact that it is beautiful,
but truth cannot be denied, not even when repetitive and known.
Life goes on,
while I remain still,
paralized,
appreciating,
a bittersweet moment
more sweet than bitter.
Her voice collapsed in the room,
not as softly and warm as the other ones,
but mysterious and hypnotizing as no other voice ever was.
Feb 15, 2011
Feb 15, 2011 at 1:45 PM UTC
Are you paralized ?
Fear of rejection ?
Its simple: Six pages a day.
That´s it.
Dont wait for bursting out, defeat resistance.
If you are going to wait the rocket, dont do it.
Indult is invisible and eternal
It is the self destructive king.
Are you face to face with fear?
Be patient, is marvelous,
You can´t forget to breath slowly,
Count for one to ten
But, what do you wait for ?
The amateurs wait,
They feel the fear and then dissapear.
Injustice?
Adversity ?
bad luck ?
**** off with your excuses!
Put your Heart and Soul into the Work.
Do you prefer to die on the arena,
Or at the sidelines?.
The muse laughs at yourself
But she doesn't know
that the loss is the job.
This could mean losing everithing,
even your own mind.
No love
No money
No fear
I have looked into the eyes of horror
And barely,
Really hardly
I could whisper:
Rest in peace ************
You can´t **** me.
Oct 20, 2018
Oct 20, 2018 at 5:40 PM UTC
Ancy all night, body always in motion
Mind both calm and rough as the ocean.
I lay here now in my childhood bed
Thinking of ways to turn off my head.
Down my throat goes condensed sandman's dust
Anything to speed up the cycle is a must.
So now I count the seconds on my watch
They help me escape the life I've botched.
Those two baby blues is what my body wants
But in the morning, it's my actions that haunt.
They take me places, and make every sense real
As my body is paralized, I can no longer feel.
I long to give up my two friends that come by night
It's what my body craves, I can no longer fight.
My two blue babies give me so much freedom
They will never deny me entrance to my minds' kingdom.
Dec 29, 2012
Dec 29, 2012 at 3:20 PM UTC
I can feel the venom
spreading through my veins.
It's too late to act now,
though I should have seen from the start
that you were of the poisonous kind.
I saw the signs,
which I decided to ignore.
You paralized me. I couldn't move no more.
You gave me a kiss, which injected the venom,
and now I agonize,
dying of love.
Now, as you move on to your next victim
I dedicate my last words to you.
Be careful who you are kissing
because you might be poisoned too.
Mar 8, 2012
Mar 8, 2012 at 3:16 PM UTC
How long does it last
When it's forever
Rolled into the past
Running a fever
True colors, broad cast
One day as ever
All together, done
When another eon lies
Folding into none
Lows and highs
Whispers of old stone
Buried in the skies
Past time paralized
In incessant news
Eternal life sized
Waves of letting loose
Surfaces incised
From current abuse
Whatever goes back
Whatever waters away
Slips into the cracks
Only a matter of day
Some days cut deep
Most are lost to sleep
Apr 22, 2023
Apr 22, 2023 at 1:51 PM UTC
It's never just a single moment '
It's a confluence of events
Of my tragic demise
Muted with misery ;
Afraid and paralized .
I cannot rememb'r how't hath happened
' How I lost it all ;
Including my mind .
I'm berefted .
Since I realized ,
I stopped loving the things I loved the most
And nothing rings a bell
Except for a forgotten song
The places change
The pain remain
Lack of entropy
Got no string
Hybridity
Modernization
Temporary
It is, what it is .
Either be dragged
Or, let go
Or be torned '
limb f r o m limb
Apr 3, 2018
Apr 3, 2018 at 5:45 PM UTC
Made in 97 and has'nt gone to far,
She became my best friend, Odd for a car.
Alway's loved when we went out,
Driving up and down of any rout.
She would be there when I needed to go,
Just stop for gas and go with the flow.
Quicker than other's on any ordinary day,
Just wanted to show me she's here to stay.
Black and beautiful and not to big,
She never complained when I lite up a cigg.
I know she never smoked but she was thirsty a lot,
She would guzzle up all the gas that I bought.
She loved my dog's, took ride's with them too,
Till on her one day my dog Brutus spewed.
Fun and freedom that's all I had,
But then some mean man made me sad.
He hurt my buddy in the worst way,
Left her paralized in the month of may.
This man named Yazbek he denies all,
She was hit by a car and it was your's I saw.
Her face was crushed, she did'nt pull through,
Saying goodby to a special friend I once knew.
She gone forever waiting on that list,
While I am still standing here, very pssd.
A friend she was with a big heart,
I'm not so dear, I sold her body part's.
I'll find a new friend, I'm sure we will have fun,
It will never be the same as that one.
You were my first, I'll never forget,
Took you home right after we met.
Everyone liked you especially me,
I got you going with the turn of a key.
You would light up inside and on the road you would glide.
You did your job that's all I know,
Wish you did'nt have to take that tow.
Later day's my black friend,
Damage to your front we could'nt mend.
Mar 5, 2015
Mar 5, 2015 at 1:14 PM UTC
Empty bottle...tired eyes...thousand of her unheard cries...wondering if relief to die? Stare at ceilings... heartbeat felt...dealing with the cards been dealt...a tangled mind and tangled sheet...trembling hands and unsteady feet...added years meant added fears...could not even count the tears...time seems fast & then seems slow...doesn't know which way to go...or what to do....yet thinking about what could be new...or even true...paralized by possibilities. All Rights Reserved * 2016 Cherie Nolan
May 14, 2016
May 14, 2016 at 2:47 AM UTC
Lost in a body that remembers
She can feel every touch
Unable to move an inch
For if she moved she'd loose to much
Content to stay frozen
With his memory on her lips
But restless to get moving
And travel many trips
She is frozen by the fear
Of moving on and letting go
Yet set in motion by the need
To do what freezes her so
Nov 7, 2016
Nov 7, 2016 at 10:37 PM UTC
Unreal how life twist and turns i know im not gna make it, how do I when everything i love crumbles from beneath me. spinning I'm lingering on something that I've made real but doesnt **** the demons that haunt me, that taunt me obleek, diseased frustrated and paralized from the world
May 31, 2014
May 31, 2014 at 5:57 AM UTC
Silence
is the golden time
to say the perfect thing
or let it go
and let it slide into a point where someone has to say something
who is it
what will they say
how will they say it
is this going to hurt
will it be something personal
or too revealing
something i don't want to hear
or know about myself
or them
just sit in it. and feel your stomach tense up.
and feel the breathe in the room get ****** up
and the people
paralized
for a split second
not able to move
and then it clicks
and the right button was pressed
and all of the tension built up into the silence
fueled the laughter
and now there's stomachs busting
people howling
Shouting stuff out in the crowd
A room, spontaneously combusting into laughter
one by one
soldiers, knocked down, picked back up
And ready to be hit
with more
silence
Jan 31, 2013
Jan 31, 2013 at 12:09 PM UTC
I saw you your beauty left me wondering what happened to me. Your voice has hipnotized me leaving me in your spell. I have no control only you have control of me your voice has paralized me making my heart explosed a million red roses im losing my mind when you lour me into your arms deep into a whole day of lustic *** with the night full of mistery and lust i dont know what to say the feeling of her every touch and her voice leave me breathless till I can't breath every sensation when she kisses me im completly losing my mind
The women of my dreams has put me in her spell paralized by her suductive love im not going to try to escape when i have already escaped into pure love *** lust im finally set free of my demons when i was a falling angel saved by my guardian angel
Nov 25, 2017
Nov 25, 2017 at 1:03 AM UTC
Black and colourful
like stars in the night sky
twinkling- no sparkling
like a blazing fire
I can feel their warmth
I can’t look away
their angelic beauty possesses me
controlling my actions
dominating my thoughts
forcing me to feel
They make me
hear when I’m not listening
see when I’m not looking
feel when I’m not touching
When I gaze into your eyes I am paralized
I am lost
Oh I love your eyes
But
Your eyes
They are black
Sep 6, 2019
Sep 6, 2019 at 6:28 PM UTC