"remenisce" poems
Here I lay in my comfort composure
Listening to every rythm of my music
Removing my white earphone to listen
To listen to the beauty of nature raining
Picturing myself as a randrop falling; free
Picturing the placid movement of water
Moving as one, cold breeze and falling with heavy gravitational pull
Thinking back to when I'd lay in
_comfort_
Listening to every perfect beat of your heart
Concentrating on the whispers of your spirit
Being attentive to your chords as you release them
Piercing my mind, _quaking_
through my flesh
To simply un-wither that was even desintegrated
Your love circulating my veins
Simply
By speaking
Rippling accross my seams
Bolting through my body more
than any drug ever
Hanging me on your hook
Touring to the meadow in my
dreams
Conquering the battles in my
nightmares
Re-writing the words on my page
that is life
Then
After enough re-painting
Of my story
You started to un-write my book
Crossing the hearts
Tearing the written pages
Oh how I could only stand and
_stare_
Oh how all you did, difficultly
_Glare_
The whispers your soul gave
_withered_
Cleared and filléd my mind
_vacant_
Was I abandoned by your heart
So easily the welcoming door
Became an unbidden command
_requested_
This hour
Is when I play it back;
Remenisce about it
Laying alone, in discomfort
Listening to no beats
Not even one of my own
Then I close my eyes violently
Shoving back the emotion
To silently replay those words
I love you
Always
Crashing down
Bolting tar through my body
Poisoning my mind
Rippling through my veins
That same poison
Is what I use
To **** inside me
What demons creep
See the story has a twist
What I feared most
What demons I feared even more
Is exactly what I became
The poison inside me
Crisply ogling at me
Inside the cage
Compresséd
Inside what
We call a
Mirror
Sep 27, 2018
Sep 27, 2018 at 9:30 PM UTC
You showed me things I never took into considerate
I loved the way you listened to my dramatic life problems
And was their for me when no one else was
I loved the way you showed me to love myself with all the flaws I have
You showed me to take important things serious
You told me I had potential..when everyone else gave me pessimistic thoughts .
I remenisce our memories.. even though what we had wasnt what I wanted.
I wanted more.
But you didn't .
And I understand if someone wanted you as bad as they say they do they would have taken you under their wing.
But he didn't .
And i guess I expected to much and received to little
But he showed me a different way of life .
He made me see things clearer.
Aug 10, 2013
Aug 10, 2013 at 12:46 AM UTC
I sit here watching the westering sun
Relaxed now that my work is done
The slight ache in the shoulders
From bearing the weight
Of living the life that I chose
But this now is the time to sit
This now is the time to think
The time to sit and remenisce
On times long past, opportunities missed
But would I change the life I've had?
The fun, the laughter
The good, the sad
Probably not for that is history made
And tomorrow the start of a brand new page
I could have spent my life behind a desk
High blood pressure, ulcers, daily stress
Instead I chose another way
Of winter storms, springs fragrant days
Days spent beneath the summer sun
Free to wander free to roam
To breath the heady pine scented air
Feel the soft breeze on skin and hair
And now I sit and reminisce
On those times long past
May 3, 2015
May 3, 2015 at 3:58 AM UTC
I wish to write shakespearean sonnets
That will be remembered through the ages
I want to reach skyward and catch comets
My sons sons remeniscing through pages
And volumes that were thought to be long gone
Blowing the dust of and squinting at ink
Of crossed out verses and doodles I've drawn
I hope my poems make them stop and think
And ponder anything, and everything
Make them question all the authority
I hope they hear destiny beckoning
To prove wrong all the vast majority
I hope my sons sons will come and find this
I hope they will find this, and remenisce
Oct 15, 2014
Oct 15, 2014 at 8:36 AM UTC