Silouhettes poems on Hello Poetry

Two Parts of a Broken Heart Feb 2014

It's hard letting go.
I'm finally at peace, but it feels wrong.
Slow, I'm getting up.
My hands and feet are weaker than before.

And you are folded on the bed,
Where I rest my head.
There's nothing I can see,
Darkness becomes me.

But I'm already there.
I'm already there.
Wherever there is you,
I will be there too.

There's nothing that I'd take back.
But it's hard to say there's nothing I regret.

Cause when I sing, you shout.
I breathe out loud.
You bleed, we crawl like animals.
But when it's over, I'm still awake.

A thousand silhouettes,
dancing on my chest.
No matter where I sleep,
you are haunting me.

But I'm already there,
I'm already there.
Wherever there is you,
I will be there too.
But I'm already there,
I'm already there.
Wherever there is you,
I will be there too.

Cause I'm already there,
I'm already there,
Wherever there is you,
I will be there too.

Dear Jan 2013

BAREN RIBBON THIRST

Soft silouhettes creep into my bed
and wrap ribbons around my head
ribbons for the dead.
I am what they could have been instead.
They could have been a frog
They could have been a hazey fog
But they have been all, all along.
I'll watch them dance to my sleepy song.
I'll watch them dance to my sleepy song.

There are butterfly bones stuck in my teeth
I scream!
Bare wings bounce off my boots.
Atleast if it had been spit,
I could have shined my shoes.
The butterfly had nothing to lose.
The butterfly had nothing to lose.

Lizards slither through motions lather
Curve around the edge of the end.
Pulled still by the momentous illusion
Of those fat rat gems dripping juices.

I'll drink a glass with my
Breakfast under evil's gazebo.

* HARD. MAD. SLOW.*
-StrAngel

https://soundcloud.com/spiritbarehear/thirst

Alejandra Huerta Ramal Jun 2014

It only beats once

The wolf scurries at night to howl at the moon
In his eyes, a gun thats broken and won´t stop shooting
As loneliness stands by

It beats twice

The carousel is broken and it swings like a child on a sing
Like meloncoly playing with regret
The silouhettes and shadows come to life, They wander through the halls

Empty, emprisoned

It beats ten times

A drop falls in an endless sea and wrinkles the sands of time
Desperation watches and love walks away

It beats fifteen times

The flock of crows organize a mutanity against silence
And peace is defeated

It beats thirty-six times

Anger has a whiskey and pasion tries to ****** him
The piano man sings with his beautiful notes and lust comittes suicide
Hope leaves the bar, and acompanies loneliness as he stands by to watch
A wolf scurry to howl at the moon

It Beats One Time

Becuase only one time is necesary

#love #feelings #loss #desperation #emotions

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