"trembeling" poems
Dance in dark
Delight in days
Revel in reality slipping slowly to the gray.
Inky black comfort dripping into haze.
Distraught in denile
Damaged in disdain
Rememberd reason trembeling in shadows to the grave.
Nervous the edge of sanity sinking slowly below the brave.
Cringe in quiet
Crumble in cacophony
Bask in benign indifference to the coming of the fray.
Shape the broken mold into which is squezed the clay.
Form in function
Friction in fruition
Extrapolate from nothing what is real of what is fake.
Drive doom through the heart wooden to the stake.
Damaged and distroyed, disturbed and distrought, this is the friction of the fraught.
Aug 3, 2012
Aug 3, 2012 at 3:54 PM UTC
this poem is only a degradtion
of the scenerio I have manifested on the border line of my sanity
words
that seem to absorb deeper words
when the thought of feeling the flesh
under your mind comes into correct place
yes
movements please and
light sighs
breeze
through the thin air
strong and ambiguous
my lines to
you
I am thrown
sprawled on the floor
and I move through the rooms in your house
I kiss every corner
and press my chest against every celing
I bathe in every shower
down pouring of your technique on my
small body
I walk outside
I take the plunge into your unirverse
and interact with all the evil in it
I let it consume my very core
in the deepest part of my womb
how beautiful,
as we explore
every
downpour
.
.
.
this this
is something that I never understood before
and now I cant ignore
I lay and praise in the mirror
the ****** *****
I feel you now
the winds move fast
I whisper to them
to ease and slow
to caress me completely
and then the waves come again
and I am washed on shore
powerless and wanting more
as I stare into your skies
my hands are trembeling
on top of your child like
eyes
Nov 1, 2010
Nov 1, 2010 at 6:48 PM UTC
I've been
reminscing
about you
and the nailpolish
you used to choose to colour
your toes
it shows
that i'am worn out
like a dark cloud
hanging on me
Have you heard the news
rockets on their way
to bomb em out of their shoes
i drink some more
to make it go away
thinking about you
and why you wouldnt stay
there are noises
just voices of peoples
that are passerbys
my eyes get heavy
from the things i hold inside
i smile for a while
to keep myself alive
while my mind is rambeling
i think my bones are trembeling
from the thought of you
i let my eyes travel
through the faces and their meaning
everyone is shining and gleaming
nights are what you make of them
here i am
thinking about you
thinking about you
Here i am
with my mind rambeling
while sitting like a rock
till the clock
runs out of numbers
and i'll fall again
for the late night slumber
Nov 26, 2015
Nov 26, 2015 at 10:58 PM UTC
i put my sunglasses on
cuz i dont want people to know
where im looking
i push my shoulders back
so noone suspects the
anxiety trembeling
behind my eyes
so they cant see me
because i dont let them
and they dont care
really
but nevertheless
it hurts so much
to be alone like that
not even having myself
having lost myself
somewhere with the
peace i once felt
i hope im happy
Aug 14, 2017
Aug 14, 2017 at 7:25 PM UTC
Hello fate
I keep avoiding you
I keep looking for a purpose less difficult, looking for a place on the ground
I stay frightened of the stars
One day I'll fly away
I'm sure
One day I'll slip and slide and levitate
and forever lose your hand
Forever
Cold, alone and an absolute wildflower growing trembeling in the sky
With my cloudy brain
When will we learn to comunicate? Several years ago
and in a future
where everything is silver
Jun 8, 2017
Jun 8, 2017 at 9:44 AM UTC
with every
heartbeat you seek the
innermost secrets, with
trembeling hands you
endure the pain
critically you examine your soul
in search for the
truth that can set
you free, but
blinded by the future
you hit the window... hard
terrified you back down
hurting, not expecting to be
entitled to feel anything
softly rising to the surface
elevated mind...
alive!
Apr 16, 2013
Apr 16, 2013 at 9:06 PM UTC
you have created a positive energy within me
that gives birth everytime you linger in my presence
my womb explodes with your static blue
leaving permanent goodsebumps whispering
the deepest tales of forbidden love
my cheek has found its warm home on your chest
listening to your heart beat
my ears have longed for the noise of your life
flickering beneath me like my ghosts that burn
when you place your hand so simply upon mine
you are water to my soul spreading like
glowing beams of light through my frail body,
sustaining and giving me the power to open my eyes from deadly sleep
drag my being into infinte space and I, because of you
can light the darkest edge of the universe
you have given me the power of 10,000 burning suns
I feel that anything is possible, strangely enough
and for the first time I have placed a pressure
upon myself to become more of another human
full of hope and acceptence, you move me
there is a eager passion waging war inside of
my arms to fight any army to bring you near me
let me protect you. let me be the one to bring
you more sincerity if it be possible
can you be filled with more love
I want us to build our home with the seeds
we have found in each others secluded gardens
while I write the lines that make us beautiful
and you sing them with your trembeling voice
May 2, 2011
May 2, 2011 at 4:45 PM UTC
The clonds
underneath
their feet
start to turn gray .
No one notices until a young
chérubin stops to say
Lord, the night is upon us
should we fear her ?
for she is getting near.
All stop and look,
in amazement
as for the fist time since creation
the light over their head starts
to turn back to black
and some angels can't stop
from running overthe clouds
falling to earth,
escaping the black menacing track.
That day, the sun on heaven set .
Dark gloomed and stormed ahead
unstoppable onto the bretheren set
all together their father at it's head
all frightened, looking
helpless while the gold on the gates
were muffuled into ***** bars of yellow
some eyes firmly closed, faces
frozen by the abscence of the natural halo
eyes all wide open mouths shut
others whispering in the light the of night
" Father! Flee should we not? "
The next day,
the mesterious
dark monster's tail had finally
passed over the horizon
Light could come back to heaven
but did not leave without planting turmoil
in paradise's still trembeling soil.
Between the surviving angels
a terrible secret was being whispered
between pauses of scared pointing
and panting breathing ..
Uriel had seen something terrible.
As the dark covered the sky
with it'sobscuring veil..
In all the horror of the panic
that followed the lost of the light
Uriel saw something that wasn't right.
God, father of all angels was looking
straight ahead at the approaching
and menacing beast,
arms simply resting
on his knees.
his glorious lips began trembling
and as another hundred
angels fell desperately
to their death
hoping to find rest.
Uriel saw a single tear roll
like one of God's fallen angels
from his cheek onto his knees
staining with the divine liquid
on one of the libraries scroll.
So God had shed a tear..
The Angels knew now
the bell would toll .
Jul 5, 2014
Jul 5, 2014 at 1:30 PM UTC
I am a City.
Vivid.
Strong.
Taking all the footsteps,
One by one,
Tire tracks burning my face,
And all the nothing people
Will soon take me to be.
I think of all my pitted surfaces
Broken again and again,
Hastely mended each time
So they could only break me again.
I feel the fire,
Trembeling rock,
And jets of water pounding against my pores.
The nothing I will soon be is fast approaching.
I slowly fall,
Unnoticed and uncared for.
Bit by bit,
THUMP.
A crew to fix me.
THUMP.
A little glue here and there.
THUMP.
Some cement should make it alright.
They walk by ,
Seeing me fall apart
They tell me to pull myself together,
And I give them a small nod.
But I cant anymore.
All the cracks have gone too deep this time,
For a little glue to fix me.
But I have to.
I’ve done it for a while now
Haven’t I?
May 27, 2013
May 27, 2013 at 8:59 PM UTC