"pressence" poems
October 22nd 2012, Isaac Reihl was removed from life support, he was 14. I never knew him but I was good friends with his brother, Jacob. Isaac was hit head-on while longboarding when the oncoming car swirved into the other lane, he suffered numerous fractures to the skull, broken ribs, and more. Today, October 23rd, the announcment came over the air at school, saying that he had passed the previous day, people automatically broke down into tears, it was terrible, such a young person will never be able to experience the things in life such as love... after roughly ten minutes of silence, my teacher decided to share a poem one of her students wrote to her when she lost her mom, it brought tears to my eyes. the rest of the day, there was just an emptiness in the entire school. I would look across the cafeteria and see people hugging others, his friends crying. I didn't even know him, but the sadness just overwhealmed me, I cant even imagine what his friends, the girl who had a crush on him, his parents, his brother, people who looked to him, I just cant imagine how they feel. Its ****** he's gone, and I know this isnt a poem..but I didnt know where else to put it, Memento Mori, dont forget to live, you honestly never know when you'll die, this event has truely shown that to me.
Rest In Peace Isaac, where ever you are, wheither your in Heaven or not, your pressence is still here.
Oct 23, 2012
Oct 23, 2012 at 1:14 PM UTC
It was a normal two scorpion and one rattlesnake day at 112° in Wichita Falls , Texas .
Texas . . . they made Hell out of the good parts of Texas and the rest of the state just went there . Fortunately my parents only went there so my little sister could be born there . We left the great state of Texas and moved to the incestuous state of Alabama .
Where the impossible will always remain the same . And the possible will be banned , outlawed , and perpetuated behind countless barns , toolsheds , and the outhouse known as Montgomery , the State Capitol . Called the Heart of Dixie (it should be called ******* of Dixie and thank God for Mississippi , for they have wrest that title away from us . But we gave it a-hell-a-va-fight .)
We are a multicolored society . We have white (the pressence of all color) and black (the absence of all color). Which is strange now because the black people are called colored and the white people are called all kinds of blacked out names (usually on court documents).
Alabama is proud of it's educational system . We measure one's intelligence by how soon they leave the state for better opportunities . In Alabama an educated person is a four letter word , like *** hole , or worse . Oops !
Let me see now . . . one , two , three , four . . . got to tale off my shoe . . . five , six , seven . . . wait a minute . . . *** hole ? . . . is that one or two words .
Nov 12, 2014
Nov 12, 2014 at 7:08 AM UTC
Breath count.
Doubled out.
Half pause and exhale.
Breathe full for more.
Closed eyelids.
Charged silence.
And then
A siren vibration chorus
opens up two contrasted locked doors,
and falls through my porous shapes.
Wash the old cell storage and erase
this byzantine conduit maze made
for losing myself to the grey man inside my skull.
Pull back my irises and behold
a reshaping of awareness.
I AM thisss awareness.
In bold language and expansion,
upward glances and dances
I made up from star dust ballerinas dancin.
So far away from being lost to the chances.
There are no chances.
Life was made not for you, but from you.
To pull through purpose
and choose to
keep
on
breathin.
Directing ITs glow.
Showing God how to flow.
How to sing praise and know
that nothing has been lost or is leavin.
Darkened waters, and quaking storms are weakened
in the silent, still, space that this pressence has seeped in.
Of, in, around, and through.
Creepin.
Sleepin until called to move.
We are always callin.
So true.
Yeah,
IT stays so true.
Whatever you put in, IT pulls to you.
So open up, let in this groove
or choose to lose all that ever meant something.
Was or ever will be hard to lose.
Just see the space and welcome IT in
the empty fullness from where you begin
and end up to begin again.
Recycled through spirals of your imagination.
Practical estimate of reincarnation;
a collective memory passed down through generations
of double helix information storage stations
jotting down every hoped for expression
of who you could possibly be.
And still the variations reach towards infinity.
So yeah this kinda is your one shot
to give this particular expression what you got.
God has just got TOO many incredibly beautiful ideas waiting to be expressed.
And they are all YOU.
So take a step back, it's okay to be impressed.
But even when its hard not to lose my breath to this glorious unfolding,
I still gotta get up,
get dressed,
and go to work in the morning.
I greet presence with every breath I take.
Or at least try to remember ITs name.
I'm still unfolding myself.
Still just pushing the sleep dust from the corners of my eyes.
But with you by my side
there is no one against me.
Only a lover constantly insisting
that the room is oh so cleverly crowded with secret undercover versions of myself.
Existing in and expressing The ONE LIFE that we all are.
Come to me my Love.
Let us begin.
Again.
Aug 12, 2013
Aug 12, 2013 at 12:38 AM UTC
October 22nd 2012, Isaac Reihl was removed from life support, he was 14. I never knew him but I was good friends with his brother, Jacob. Isaac was hit head-on while longboarding when the oncoming car swirved into the other lane, he suffered numerous fractures to the skull, broken ribs, and more. Today, October 23rd, the announcment came over the air at school, saying that he had passed the previous day, people automatically broke down into tears, it was terrible, such a young person will never be able to experience the things in life such as love... after roughly ten minutes of silence, my teacher decided to share a poem one of her students wrote to her when she lost her mom, it brought tears to my eyes. the rest of the day, there was just an emptiness in the entire school. I would look across the cafeteria and see people hugging others, his friends crying. I didn't even know him, but the sadness just overwhealmed me, I cant even imagine what his friends, the girl who had a crush on him, his parents, his brother, people who looked to him, I just cant imagine how they feel. Its ****** he's gone, and I know this isnt a poem..but I didnt know where else to put it, Memento Mori, dont forget to live, you honestly never know when you'll die, this event has truely shown that to me.
Rest In Peace Isaac, where ever you are, wheither your in Heaven or not, your pressence is still here.
Oct 23, 2012
Oct 23, 2012 at 1:14 PM UTC
From deep within the swirling water her pressence came to me,
I embraced her in my arms to feel her eternal warmth,
Her wisdom limitless in the silence of the water,
Her majestic flames encrypted my body,
I can feel the roots of eternity setting in,
Her entity as cold as the night,
Without her we would die,
The Goddess is our mother,
The Goddess is all around us,
The Earth is our mother.
Mar 29, 2013
Mar 29, 2013 at 9:29 PM UTC
You stuck to me
Like coffee stains on my shirt and
Like paint under my fingernails;
I could romanticize your pressence as much as I want
But the truth is that you are nothing but filth.
I wanted to wash you and
All the memories we've made
But I just can't seem to scrub you away.
I tried and tried and tried
Until my eyes were red
Until my knuckles were bruised
Until I sank to my bed
Until I drowned in *****
Until my body was dead.
But, it was too late to wash off the filth and dust
That you made me believe, were glitter and fluff
For you have seeped into the deepest crevices of my life
To spread your virus of lovely lies.
You made me think that bacteria was dopamine
And this disease was love.
Feb 26, 2017
Feb 26, 2017 at 9:50 AM UTC
Wrap the shawl of twilight
Around your shoulders tonight
Come out and play
Hide and seek
In the cemetery
Stand still as a stone
Don't you even breathe
Lest your pressence now
Will give your self away
Dash from tree to tree
Then stone to stone
And all along the way
You're humming nonsense songs
No complaints or so now they say
See the orange and weary moon
Raise his orbic head
Saying something , not quite sure
He's muttering to the dead
There is no sound , none what be
Except your beating heart
Evening's mist drearily insists
Not a soul here shall depart
Nov 7, 2014
Nov 7, 2014 at 8:20 AM UTC
Damm , sounds like home to me
T. S. Elliott's wasteland
Where puragatory worst residence live
Raise a toast to the Ghost of Christmas Past
for you haven't the pressence to make a future out of it .
Where happy hour never ends and friendship is sealed by the clink of glass
And all the women have traces of ***** on their lips as they ask hey buddy will you buy me a beer
Year after year until O'Hara's Pub and Grill becomes your Thanksgiving , Easter , Memorial Day , Christmas , and New Years Day
And they even paint a reserved parking space out back for you
But they were the only bar open for the blizzard when everyone took acid and danced barefoot in the snow
Feb 2, 2015
Feb 2, 2015 at 8:57 PM UTC
The boy-
The boy pushes forward-
So un-tainted by those tainted thoughts-
He inhales and exhales painting poetry with vocal gloss-
Using hip-hop to help composite a symphony-
Holding tightly in his grip his very own destiny-
And what re-mains most interesting-
The curiosity-
His curious nature brings-
It defining-
Him-
Which is so undefined-
Rendering his thoughts-One memory at a time-
Using a pallet of letters to continue to write his rhyme-
This here is his beauty-
His actuality-
His factory-assembly line-
And if you factor in-that kind-wicked heart-
You have continuous sunlight to aluminates the dark-
The spark is his-but the flame he deems yours-
The artistry is mine-But the fame is for ******
Alone that boy stands ready for war-
Holding destiny in his hands-ready to soar-
PRIDE-PEACE-PRESSENCE-POETRY
Jul 27, 2010
Jul 27, 2010 at 2:51 PM UTC
I Vowed Never Again To Love,
Love had broken me down far too much and I could no longer bare the consiquences of it all,
But then one day I saw you and everything began to change,
Our eyes met and it was from that moment I knew something would come from us,
There was a rumbling in my heart and I couldn't control it another moment,
You rescued me from tears and from cuts,
You gave me comfort and I ravished in every moment with you,
My smiles were worn proudly and all because of you,
My joy was endless as long as I was in your pressence,
I slowly found myself thinking about you every moment I could,
As time passed you were even in my dreams,
It seemed I had fallen in love and to this very moment I curse myself for it,
I'm in love with you and what we are merely consists of laughter and jokes and a bare minimum friendship,
Your have me under your spell,
My heart is trapped,
My heart is yours and you may do with it what wish,
Your my love,Your my everything and without you I would fall to endless pieces,
Please darling love stay close and don't go,
Please darling you know I love you so.
Dec 22, 2011
Dec 22, 2011 at 11:18 AM UTC
The unspoken entity that follows me daily, follows most everyone. Whether it be upon my back, burdoning me with its weight, heavy in emotions and dark thoughts...or at a distance, hidden but felt easily. The darkness....that is the beast's shadow. While its shadow may weigh heavily upon any who fall prey to its feel, the beast itself is a force to be reckoned with. Those that have fought off the beast know that even being in its pressence is the lowest that they have ever found themselves within the depths of their mind. However, those that have only experianced it's shadow, also known as the darkness, know that the beasts shadow is not easily dealt with either. So we must drudge on until we find a moment in which we might escape the beast and it's shadow all together.
Sep 20, 2011
Sep 20, 2011 at 12:31 AM UTC
Mind forced to wonder
The planes of oblivion
Heart blackened and rough
Covered in obsidian
This is the damnation
Of the body I'm sitting in
Abandoned and hopeless
Im lying there helpless
And youre standing there selfish
You have done your damages
Rained your destruction
No need for bandages
They are only obstructions
Witness the wounds
Observe their infection
This is merely obsession
Filled with deception
Shackled and bound
By chains of depression
Now terrorfied to feel
Heart sunk in reccession
Once was full
But now only a cresent
A sliver a life
Cursed with agression
That only you can lessen
With you beautiful blessing
Just your pressence your essence
Is all I require
To lift me up higher
And escape this fire
On top that spire
Is the spot I desire
I will try to fly us
But my wings are so tired
From lifting you
Out of the brire
But I won't quit until we make it
Only then can I retire
Jun 13, 2010
Jun 13, 2010 at 6:59 PM UTC
Going away
On a trip of my own
RnB soothing my ears
Chocolate sweetening my taste buds
Comfortable clothes hugging my body
Fancy cuisines filling my mouth
My eyes blinded by God's creation,
His earth
Am not upset
Am not heartbroken
Am just craving my own presence
- her life
May 11, 2018
May 11, 2018 at 3:35 AM UTC
The Sun
It radiates from above
So far away yet we can feel it warmth
We see it light up the night sky
As it breaks dawn
When we are in it's pressence
It warms us up with joy and happiness
Sometimes we are given to much and it burns
But that's what love is , it's like the sun
You can be miles apart
But you can still feel their love warm us up
They can light up our darkness days
And change tears to smiles
When we are in their presence
It warms us up with joy and happiness.
But sometimes they have so much love
That it sometimes hurts.
Aug 30, 2013
Aug 30, 2013 at 4:01 PM UTC
The Valley of Desperation she has seemed to has sought,
She has traveled through the depths of Hell,
Longing for her pain to end,
To no longer be under Suicide's spell
To end her long time suffering,
To put the depression at bay,
She will travel even if it's the end of her,
That will be the only way
The Demons in her pressence,
Trying to persuade her the other way,
For time is of the essence,
There is no turning her away
She has become stronger within the second,
Less vulnerable within the minute,
Free within the hour,
Unstoppable with the day
She will not be defeated,
She will never step down,
The screams of vengance are hers,
It will be the only sound
Feb 12, 2014
Feb 12, 2014 at 11:27 AM UTC
There is not a measure exists in world, that can examine the mysteries of the heart that loves you. I did not know the depth, the vastness. That if one was to dive an everending fall. There are seasons to this world, the summer to the month of may, the cold and ice, come christmas. I am around when everyone sleeps. When those that want dream, and the steps to the sky are clear to the naked eye. I watch and tell sweet stories, now and of past, of the former and propper ways of a world unknown, And witness growh. Growth of an unknown kind and fall of a told kind that goes unnoticed.
My time is silent, clouds move across my head and face. Whispers of something I wait to embrace. I am not alone, I know this from the warm that approaches.From that which beats of pureness, a glowing that expands past reaches of understanding, beyond discovery. There is no conceavable end to your love and beauty. This time that I exist sees things that move Without the want of eyes to see, move slowly then quickly then again I am far above. I see alot of things and cannot speak. So I spread my arms, wide and hope I will not go unnoticed. It hapens now your time is approaching. I admire you daily. Time stands still around you, wishing to freeze itself. You rise, eyes open and gaze up longing to be near you. You have a glow so bright.You stretch around the round, around the figure that I surround. It motions, it moves things drop and fall. They do not understand but they try. You guide, your given to see the hope that is inside. To feel not alone, but one. The night and the Sun. We meet sure yes on the streets. While I lift my veil I glance knowing you will always be there, while hurt upon a flower your flame would burn to close. You see, you look up as you create your pressence, and move away me, the night. They will always look up knowing that you are there. Why does it rain? To bring moisture to all the pain. I tried to bribe the clouds you see, I promised them somehing in a far off place. But you are there no matter,because they see where they are going. You are the persuit of a greatness that will last forever. Nohing overwhelms. You know me and yes you love me. While you go down to sleep I will watch over and keep. Keep for you the sun, the things that you have won. When seasons change you effect the growing. Things move towards and not away. You are wanted, you are loved. I cannot speak and you are the sun. Forever we shall dance and know that we are one. We will know that without the other no longer we exist. The last, these few words, few gestures I promise it will be well. We are married to one cause. To contain and to inspire.For created I am endless and you the entire. Entire hope stilled upon the end of a pin. A point to prove. I see you, you see me now let us on the horizon be
Jul 6, 2015
Jul 6, 2015 at 3:35 PM UTC
They once told me light is the fastes thing to travel, but why then is the darkness there always firts?
The darkness was overwhelming, it blinded me.
It was the only thing around me.
And I wasn't sure that was a good or a bad thing.
I did not know wether it scared me or comforted me, maybe both.
It felt like finaly comming home, but leaving it the same time.
It felt somehow dangerous, yet so peaceful and safe.
Till there suddenly in the darkness, was a pressence.
A pressence that made me doubt everything I ever believed in.
Jul 15, 2015
Jul 15, 2015 at 5:10 AM UTC
i was greiving a person who hadnt died
but who forgot about my pressence
made me vanish from thier intrests
the twisted thing to this game that we played
you lost me with a sense of releif
i went away with lust for you
i wanted you back
i sat in my room awake until 4am writing about my insanity
soaked my sadness with *****
i sat on the roof in the cold twice bacause inside could not contain me
my music blasted at its highest dose of treatment but did not cure me
loneliness has sunk in like the sun sunk beneath the skyline at 7:30pm
like how your tounge sunk between my teeth when you wanted me for the night
my needy hands grabbed and tugged at you and your cold selfish hands needed them back for awhile
you got tired of me
Oct 17, 2015
Oct 17, 2015 at 6:11 PM UTC
It's not about your physical appearance.
That makes me call you pretty.
Never have been.
Never will be.
It's not anything particular.
That makes me admire you.
It just might be that I believe you deserve to hear.
Hello pretty.
Sure you pleasing to the eyes.
To a seeing eye guy.
Sure you pleasing to the eyes.
To a blind man,
Many do feel people pressence with their hands.
Hello pretty.
You simply a wonderful woman.
Words can't describe you.
Even tho' many has placed certain tags upon you
Aug 28, 2012
Aug 28, 2012 at 12:16 PM UTC
Sometimes I get the feeling I'm not wanted,
That people would be happier if I wasn't in their pressence,
That I should go away and sulk somewhere less public,
Hide my shame and become a wall-flower,
Dissappear into the background of a world
That couldn't care less if I die tonight,
But I don't want to.
I want to be wanted.
I want to be noticed, and present.
I don't care if I make you un-comfortable,
I have just as much right to be here as you do.
I won't sulk alone anymore, I've found true friends
That will be my strength in my moments of weakness.
I found that in this world of drab, dull greys,
I'm sick of blending in,
It's about time I let my true colors shine through
Dec 10, 2014
Dec 10, 2014 at 3:34 PM UTC
Strings of lightning bolts that are our veins charge us up to let us know we live til this day. The sound of thunder heart beats fast when you and I cross paths. The sound of you're voice comes first as the strike of you're pressence follows. Its been a few weeks now and I have been getting these davastating dreams, dreams where I get to see you but I just walk past you and avoid you. I avoid you in these dreams even when i can control them only because it hurts to look at you're smile. Each time I get these dreams you're look pains me and sometimes I wake up teary eyed. Maybe its you're absence or maybe its just my love towards you. The things that go through my mind each day I think about you, such a strong sense of comfort you're presence simply overwhelmed me. When i am with you I just feel blissful. You're sense of humor, strange attitude and personality is what i find perfect in you. So yes I would get jealous if you would kiss someone else. I get jealous on the things that I adore in my life yet, cant ever have them for some strange reason and this is my every day life.
Nov 22, 2015
Nov 22, 2015 at 11:41 PM UTC
I see the moonlight belly dancer approach,
The one eyed witch comes with intent to dagger my soul,
Two on one, odds in my favor,
I'll protect the village with warriors and spears,
Swords send fear through the Phoenix's wing,
While the slaves of the underworld shoot acid to the skies,
The clouds shall fall with the gods they said,
And will rise with half human half angels,
A city of crystal built from darkness and blood,
With my eyes of stone I'll slice the wind so gently, the tide rolls in harassing the shore,
The heavens mist carrying my soul, aboard the ship of journey,
Though hell is conquered, it leaches deep in every mans gut,
So beneath you can't feel pressence, but alive is the pulse,
The black magic, the soul snatchers,
Watchers of the city of discomfort,
Army of the evil pharoahe,
Land of the wind,
Jun 12, 2015
Jun 12, 2015 at 5:47 PM UTC
Truth is I barely even know you as a human. My visions of you are of a life we lived or a dream of what could've been.
Truth is you never really showed an interest. I pushed forward because in your eyes I felt a blissful urge to be physically one.
Truth is your pressence indused my soul to come bursting into life. A fire got lit and forever burns bright.
Something about the recongonition of your essistsnce has forever changed my sight. I am forever grateful for your part in my life. I thanked you with my body but all it left me with was a quest for more. I could OD on the thought of you and the passion that follows.. Nothing can change that now. But it's done because somehow this feeling wasn't reciprocated and I feel silly now. I say this out loud so I can see how crazy this last year has been. I am only becoming all of me. You were a link to progression, a lesson in this section, a piece of the picture, a glimpse in an unseen mirror. When someone truly touches my soul I have a hard time letting go.. So I'll just grow old forever loving your soul. Appreciating what you showed me in myself. The true beauty and ambition. The spark that brings the world to life.. Forever in me is you. Is Me. Is everyone honestly but my favorite is in crazy green sea..
Jan 25, 2016
Jan 25, 2016 at 8:00 PM UTC
Silver and gold
Can never hold
Her beauty
Ransoms and dime
Can never rhyme
With her body
Prayers and praise
Can never appraise
Her pressence
Builders and fixer
Can never fix her
Broken heart
Jan 31, 2016
Jan 31, 2016 at 11:51 AM UTC
Never do drugs here’s why
This personnel story will
Make you cry
But use this poem to save a life
Or lend a helping hand
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The moon
Eclipsed for you
Our eyes meant
As wishful and wanting
As the stars above
That were shooting
I’m no Shakespeare
But my Juliet
Fell from the heavens
And ascended
On the night
After her 17th birthday
The memory
Of an ethereal
Final embrace
And of that final kiss
Before you died
In my arms
I nearly died too
I wish I was here with you
I feel your presence in the waves
But all tides must elapse
I never said goodbye
I can feel your pressence
In the the sunrise and sunset
In the distant horizonline
My heart still belongs to the one
The girl called Lorelei
I’m overdosing on your memory
It’s all I’ve got left
You always hear that drugs are bad
You see the effects
But until they personally affect you
Or someone you love
Or have known in a past life
Your won’t reflect
RIP
4/15/1994— 4/16/11
May 26, 2019
May 26, 2019 at 2:01 PM UTC