"suncity" poems
The whole of me is a broken
principal of life
The life in me is a restless soul,
The tears from my eyes are water-
like clear,
Yet the colour of the tears from my
heart is red
The lies in the mirror hide away the
truth,
Causes my pain to play hide and
seek,
My face shines like rays of light of a
golden red sun,
Chasing away the cold and bitter
nights
When I stare in the mirror I see a
reflection of my image,
My own picture plays tricks on my
thoughts,
It tells more about my outward
garland,
Yet my own presence is poisoning
me,
Killing softly, the fraction of my true-self
The lies in the mirror hide away the
reality,
All the drama that brought about
scars to my heart,
I look beautiful in a size seven,
But take a walk in my shoes,
And realise I'm size sixes and
sevens,
Living in a minus heaven
The whole of me is a broken
kingdom,
A suncity with dark empty streets,
A black night, yet a piece of my
shattered heart,
I smile, dance, sing, pose and feel
like everything,
Yet I'm nothing but lies in the mirror
Aug 1, 2014
Aug 1, 2014 at 6:41 PM UTC
The whole of me is a broken principal of
life
The life in me is a restless soul,
The tears from my eyes are water-like
clear,
Yet the colour of the tears from my
heart is red
The lies in the mirror hide away the
truth,
Causes my pain to play hide and seek,
My face shines like rays of light of a
golden red sun,
Chasing away the cold and bitter nights
When I stare in the mirror I see a
reflection of my image,
My own picture plays tricks on my
thoughts,
It tells more about my outward garland,
Yet my own presence is poisoning me,
Killing softly, the fraction of my true-
self
The lies in the mirror hide away the
reality,
All the drama that brought about scars
to my heart,
I look beautiful in a size seven,
But take a walk in my shoes,
And realise I'm size sixes and sevens,
Living in a minus heaven
The whole of me is a broken kingdom,
A suncity with dark empty streets,
A black night, yet a piece of my
shattered heart,
I smile, dance, sing, pose and feel like
everything,
Yet I'm nothing but lies in the mirror
Nov 16, 2014
Nov 16, 2014 at 1:30 AM UTC
3 days
until I'm on the road
back to you.
I come
carrying some hope
that "we" are not overdue.
I begin
to remember all
of what we used to do.
the day
finally comes to leave so
I set to depart in a few.
the road
induces me to play
Suncity, a go-to.
passing lanes
under a tangerine sky
wishing you could see it too.
I begin
to notice glimmering
lights out of the blue.
stepping out
little did my heart know
what it would go through.
a feeling
helpless against heartbreak
please, maybe we can start anew...
Sep 6, 2020
Sep 6, 2020 at 1:17 AM UTC