"swollowed" poems
Alone the groans of humanity that were once united in love at last. finds its rest .
We wait for a call that never comes ,
and close our eyes in death .
Now the cricket finds its leaf on some Tunisian shores weaves silk
it’s song of love ,
just as
My hand reaches out to yours only for you to flinch and turn from love .
the pebble washed over by the shore finds itself on ship wrecked Oceans of thee .
Where once lovers walked hand in hand their love like the sands of time exposed .
Like pebbles stolen from the beach where once Greek lovers found play ,Their. wedding songs bliss ,
hand in hand on moon set tidel bays .
So the twilight casts its gaze ,
Soon my time moves ever on ,
the midnight flyer i once caught
Only to never find the one .
Love and death have yet to follow me ,
their paths I know not well ,
the sunshine tomorrow’s ring brings sage of old to tell .
Out of these dark ages Saxon roamed ,
Autumn leaves once green in bloom ,
have turned a golden brown only
now to deaths decay .
Their sorrows winter shall take and find ,
An Ampetheatre of Chicken bones they gorge,
eight thousand demon hoards ,
helmet , belt and sword and my victory is assured .
“ Now set the table honey just mix the salad dear “
“ Look mother an olive all by itself can I have it please ? ”
“Yes , now wash your hands “
and i was swollowed ,
...whole ..
Sep 29, 2018
Sep 29, 2018 at 5:03 PM UTC
We have made mistakes before in the past,
I hope thorns don't grow from them in the future.
I hope to only see roses in our garden.
I want to throw up all my worries,
I can't hold them down any longer.
I've always been so scared,
and you know that.
But I'm just looking out for myself I hope you understand.
One night is all it takes,
I let my needs take over and stop the worries momentarily.
My guard was down,
And I still felt secure with you.
You were my confidence and you took away my torture.
The bed was so inviting and so was the skin that you wear.
I wanted to be soaked in y(our) sweat,
and to float in y(our) panting.
You dance your fingers up and down my spine,
They cause goose bumps to follow behind.
They exposed my fear that still lingered under my skin,
but I still let you in.
Nothing could be better then having you by my side.
What if at the end of the song that we are singing together
doesn't get to be on repeat because the audience isn't
calling for an encore.
No more melody to caress me to sleep because your touch
will be gone.
I keep my door locked on the inside
because I don't want you to leave,
and my dear I've swollowed the key.
Maybe we are trapped in this pool of
mixed emotions, battle of us versus them.
And the future can only tell who will win.
A perfect then doesn't always make for a perfect now.
No pill could **** all the worries I feel.
Apr 27, 2013
Apr 27, 2013 at 9:43 AM UTC
At times in my life i asked for help but no one came
At times I felt abandonned within this skin
At times i hated all that was my life
The knife was too sharpe
The stone too hard
And peoples hearts were too transparent
God sent jesus
He also sent his forgotten angel
lucifer
The bringer of light
Through his darkness
We turn the night into day
We turn nightmares into illusions
He got swollowed up into the plan which god created
A darkness darker than any humans heart
We in our physical form felt the darkness
The strong ones manage to climb through
To become enlightened
They will be
True survivors in eternity
But the souls of some
Can't take the strain
Death and disallusion
Was never the aim
As we become lighter
So can lucifer take his his place once again
By God's right side
Now tell me
Who really is the saviour of men
Dec 5, 2010
Dec 5, 2010 at 2:05 AM UTC
Purgatory feels like...
A dance with the devil who wears my lovers face. It feels like a disregarded boiling tea kettle of our responsibilities that is ready to burst. You hand it back to me as if it were an unwanted gift, making promises with fingers crossed in attempt to silence me. You force it into my arms and my arms alone as you are shaking your head in disapproval. Selfish snakes have stolen your once sweet tongue, now sour, as you ignore the fact that I already bare the weight of the world which clings onto my shoulders. Animosity swells inside me as two lives crash and burn. You walk away disconnected from it all, continuing on in your child-like life in a cusioned bubble of ignorant bliss. I am swollowed by quicksand inside this burning fictional house we built - standing here, paralyzed, mouth sunk open in disbelief. As you walk away...
Mar 27, 2019
Mar 27, 2019 at 2:18 PM UTC
Bring me a lantern dear ,
Strike out the fire ,
for my bed awaits me at this late hour .
The curtain is drawn ,
my blanket lies o ,
I rest my weary head ,
and Oft to bed I go .
Awake me in a thousand years ,
Why don’t you ,
and watch over me as I sleep I pray ,
until I awake. .
For as long as I slept the earth froze ,
or cooked ,
or both !
and hell ( they called it that ) men died from its Icey breath ,
and even they cursed the day they were born .
Vermin rats mice scurried then froze to death as even they found no
relief from its polar vortex .
For babies were left out to die in its falling snow ,
Old men stumbled and fell near their homes ,
of which even they did not see again .
I turned and the earth burnt ,
It’s heat burnt forests and grass land as I slept ,
if the suns rays didn’t then man set woodland alight ,
for the thrill .
Men abandoned their pursuit of recreation and kept indoors ,
Until the heat from the sun had ran its course ,
and the earth found shade in the shadows of its night .
I turned again ,
Fly tippers left their unwanted garbage over farm land ,
at the end of the streets ,
In the country where ever they liked ,
for no one cared ,
Certainly not them .
Silt turned to mud and buried towns and fields ,
and man looked ever on lost in grief ,
or weighing their silver on scales of death .
Creatures of the deep of every kind lied dead from plastic bags and toys of every kind ,
Mattresses.,
Supermarket trolleys dumped .
Cans of fizzy drink were left discarded tossed on beaches .
Migrants sailed from their captive shores on dingy unfit for the sea .
they were swollowed whole by the great waters .
.
I turned again ,
Children wrote obscenity s on walls for their thrill ,
carried knives and stabbed each other ,
for their own gratification.
Then
A man who slept in a doorway awoke to freezing wind ,
a lady bent down with hot broth to warm his poor heart again .
Children with bags in hand picked up litter ,
And I awoke after a thousand years of wrong ,
the sun cranked the ice on rivers and lakes ,
and the man fell in love with the world again .
Feb 1, 2019
Feb 1, 2019 at 1:44 PM UTC
I think of the waves
Crashing into the ****
The rocks are sturdy there
In west port washington.
And on the rocks
A shorebird got closer
To where
I stood proud
On the unmovable
Pile of boulders.
I could tell you
This was it.
But a star fish
Exposed the air I breath
In a moment of beauty.
The waves flicker like lite bulbs.
The split seconds are eons
With out times way of saying
Got ya now.
You know
How the you
And ocean.
Meet in the shores
And die in the earth.
How can the spirit of mythology
Tell me the rocks where once human.
And the boy told his mother you swollowed
A pebble.
He returned to free his uncles.
They called him the stone boy.
if I stand here for four days
Ill break down like gravel in the grange.
Nov 14, 2013
Nov 14, 2013 at 11:53 PM UTC
GOD HELP ME
*As the water covers my face and swollows up my breath
As the softness of the pillow placed over my face
starves me of life giving oxygen*
HELP ME
why didnt you come
**As he held my face down
it hurts god .....it hurts!**
HELP
Me when I stumble
Left with so much pain
I fall unto myself forgetting who I am
ME
I dont want to feel this pain
WHY COULDN'T YOU HELP ME GOD
then i wouldnt be sitting here with tears
running down my sorry face
ME
it's me god remember
DO YOU REMEMBER?
why the hell is it you never answer me?
And as the life runs from my body
God held my face to the ground
he held me as the water swollowed my breath
And he placed the pillow over my face
SO WHY DID HE MAKE ME BEG FOR LIFE ?
*why did he try to **** me inside?*
well i'm tellin you
I kicked
I screamed
And I never for a moment believed in you
WHY?
I don't think I need to answer that
Nov 29, 2010
Nov 29, 2010 at 6:45 AM UTC
Her fingers
stroked his slender neck
thinking of his taste
when she stuck it
in her mouth
and swollowed deep
Ahhhh
that first bud always
tastes the best.
Have one for me L.
Mar 16, 2012
Mar 16, 2012 at 9:05 PM UTC
speak me young
the *** your mouth
in clovers hot
transcending bond of mortal rot
('tsstupid your
the mouth
and swollowed
tighly
throat )
lift, cleaving
petals of neatest night
carry to heaven(oh and
YES
when your hands
quickly
wig my
burning ****** )the( i'm
fist the
kitty
yer
smell very erectly ) coffin
'o mundane plight
( i'll push between yer stocks
a
*****
like
they
'llpush
a
*****
'tween the dirt
where yer'll sleepin'
lay )
Oct 12, 2013
Oct 12, 2013 at 4:38 PM UTC
im sorry that i hurt you,
you know that i would do anything to make those brown eyes shine.
if only i could rewind and turn back time, i was so wrong and out of line,
i have never been a friend of mine.
im sorry that i whine, and get jealous
that im too clingy and dont give u enough space,
but when your gone sometimes its hard to carry on,
i know its wrong, but i miss seeing your face.
i love you more than life itself,
i hate it when we fight, i just want to cry,
and nothing feels at all right,
i feel like ive been swollowed by darkness,
praying and crying for light.
Apr 16, 2015
Apr 16, 2015 at 9:25 AM UTC
Ignored once again by you,
And I know how you are,
Problems of your own, problems that are hard,
But it doesn't ease the sting,
Of the harsh words you unknowingly fling,
It doesn't numb the bite,
When you don't care enough to even fight!
Everyday you wander farther down the
Yellow brick road,
Tarnished and falling apart, but bright gold
Where your foot steps,
Down the road to bigger and better things,
The darkness in you slowly,
Easing up, getting better,
As my feet refuse to move,
And I'm swollowed in the night,
You don't glance back,
And I don't fight.
Nov 4, 2014
Nov 4, 2014 at 6:48 PM UTC
Fatigued repetitions
clinging within me
tightly.
I just stare, ventriloquist
words speaking without
verse.
Petals of white, decaying
within my aroma glass now
dissolving.
They collected dead stems..
Aug 12, 2017
Aug 12, 2017 at 3:55 PM UTC
You should not be on my mind,
lips on hips,
between my thighs.
Your tounge should not be searching for my blackend soul.
You're a pill..... I swollowed whole.
Intoxicated, I'm addicted, I'm obsessive, loosing control.
A hatred for the girls who sleep,
they speak the truth,
they moan free.
She has something i'll never have. living thoughts driving me mad.
My calls for you fall upon deaf ears, my boys sleeps like theres no fears.
In my dreams and waking hours, I'm yours to take and to devour.
Mar 10, 2018
Mar 10, 2018 at 11:37 AM UTC
If I were a poet would you await my every word ?
Sing a song for me the sweetest I’ve ever heard ?
Would you awake for ,
boil an egg for ,
In the upper reaches of the night ?
To the tingle of my bell to any given hour.?
If I were a poet a thousand tongues would you egnore ,
just to listen to my words would you explore ..to hear for my name
behind every open door ?
Would you walk with me ,
dance with me as the waves crash over the shore ,
and the moon falls foul of the sun .
or would you swoon as I embraced you’re tender lips on waves that
broke upon the rocks that one day will take .
There might be other ladies who wait my Poetry with their soft baited breath .
If my words did not rhyme or call love birds from their nests ,
then would you still rest you’re head on my breast ?
Drink from my skull in the ruins of my castle
my sweet Aberfa
Those craggy cliffs were never meant for you or I ,
yet you slipped and fell from my castle on high .
the sea one stormy night,
the sea my mistress swollowed whole .
Now I await to dance with you again ,
for every night I stand alone ,
come sea monsters foul and dam the gates to eternity prowl ,
there’s no time now my waiting is done ,
the seas have my body and my new life’s begun .
This Autumn sear to fire lights feary glow shall we dance as winters
come,
and go .
Oct 11, 2018
Oct 11, 2018 at 6:11 AM UTC
The tongues of fire*
Swollowed the leaves
The trees had uttered
To summon the rain.
(c) LazharBouazzi
Aug 25, 2017
Aug 25, 2017 at 2:27 PM UTC
The problem was that I was sick and nobody even noticed
I was sticking a tooth brush down my throat to dispose of extra calories
then I'd slice my wrist in shame because I had no self control
I wore nothing but long sleeves even if it was 70 degrees out
I was sick
but my grades never slipped
I always smiled
and I never caused any trouble
and when people found out my parents had the audacity to tell me
it was " just a phase "
even when the night before I almost swollowed two bottles of Advil
Jul 6, 2015
Jul 6, 2015 at 2:07 AM UTC
Man is evil ,
he stole from the tree ,
he ate from the orchard ,
the apple ,
the plum ,
the pear ripe ,
yet no fruit did it bear .
How he builds to his own Glory ,
Majesty power .
How resplendent his works on the sea's ,
Andrews designs his workshops in the ghost of Brunel ,
' even God himself could not sink ,
this ship '
How proud am I that New Yorks lights may shine bright tonight .'
Faster and faster she sailed burning coal fires roared ,
pitch black smoke they roared ,
like an uncontrollable beast foaming at it's mouth ,
Child and mother and Father did not awake ,
or like cattle with rats left to their fate .
Nothing was spared for the great and the good ,
Oysters ,
French ice cream ,
Cream of Barley ,
Hors Doeuvie ,
Roast Duck and apple sauce .
lumps of ice on deck enter this cold spring dawn that could only bring death .
The wealthy sailed in boats that heard Angels cry ,
dolls and chairs ,
Kitchen pots and plates ,
mothers held their babies as salt waters swell .
Only the moon that night could ever give away it's secrets to it's starry hosts .
Children were tossed into sacks ,
then into nets pulled up into the Carpathias ***** ,
Women wandered like lost souls looking for the're men as dawn broke so did the reality of their never ending night .
New Yorks lights shone bright that night ,
not for Titanics waters did they part ,
Pier fifty four greeted the survivors to such surprise .
The thousands that gathered with grief and questions in their eyes .
How many dead ? the death toll rise,
to this never ending night until the violin played and fell forever silent to the sea ,
nearer my God ,
yes nearer my God to thee .
All that remained the crashing of each wave ,
the Atlantic Ocean swollowed whole ,
Swollowed whole .
Apr 16, 2018
Apr 16, 2018 at 8:13 AM UTC
The teeth inside my head
Swollowed
And overdosed on doubt
Clamping my jaw shut
The only thing that poured out
Was oxygen
Escaping my lungs
Adding fuel
To a already bitter furnace
Inflating a over indulged balloon
Ready to expload
Jan 1, 2018
Jan 1, 2018 at 2:44 PM UTC