"unbend" poems
Deadlines besiege me, as stress pennoned limbs
ache for action, yet, procrastination consumes me.
I know relief will come, when: task complete
I can truly unbend, sit back and relax.
Yet, brain benumbed, I irradiate in a background
of autogenous anxiety. I stare through the TV,
study the grain on the page I'm not reading,
attempt to study the air.
Until, deadlines eve, when stress breaks free
staining my mouth, and eyes and senses, bitter
body, shocked, resuscitated
and frantic activity commences.
Sep 16, 2014
Sep 16, 2014 at 9:23 AM UTC
**Celestial scholars
deliver influencing scripts
days brisk with drumbeats
evenings spilled from riverbanks -
drifts of violet, ripe moons.
A life for living
make creativity your song
let all sorrow go
our tomorrows fade too fast
every moment so precious
Your choices to own
claim to have truly lived
be free like a bird
soar to the highest mountain
feel the breeze beneath your wings
All will surely die
your body is not a chore
the energy life
is eternal, infinite
and clothed in velvet breathing
Life's ageing busy pace
relax - observe and still time
neither thoughts nor none
hum a song about the stars
or astronomy lessons
Dwell in loving peace
share spiritual sustenance
imperfect mirage—
unbend, barefoot in its shade
languid afternoons, blessings.
Hearing poetry's grace
Echoes that laugh-lust-cry-love
relentlessly true.
Souls rapture joined - bestowed
kiss softly devastating.
A world awakes
in spaces of wonderment.
Slows worries until -
our eyes open: Surprise Splendors
Treating earth like a lover**
**Refining senses -
resilient beauty touched**.
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May 17, 2010
May 17, 2010 at 11:29 AM UTC
When I dream that you love me, you’ll surely forgive;
Extend not your anger to sleep;
For in visions alone your affection can live,—
I rise, and it leaves me to weep.
Then, Morpheus! envelop my faculties fast,
Shed o’er me your languor benign;
Should the dream of to-night but resemble the last,
What rapture celestial is mine!
They tell us that slumber, the sister of death,
Mortality’s emblem is given;
To fate how I long to resign my frail breath,
If this be a foretaste of Heaven!
Ah! frown not, sweet Lady, unbend your soft brow,
Nor deem me too happy in this;
If I sin in my dream, I atone for it now,
Thus doom’d, but to gaze upon bliss.
Though in visions, sweet Lady, perhaps you may smile,
Oh! think not my penance deficient!
When dreams of your presence my slumbers beguile,
To awake, will be torture sufficient.
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Once again,
once again,
I fly away to Neverland
but this time I'm not the only one pretending to be Peter Pan.
Once again
as I ascend
I see a soul that hates a life seemingly driven to just unbend.
Songs behind bars are worth more than songs behind altars
and feet stumbling forward will not learn unless they falter.
A tripping to the dirt will teach us all to fly away.
You deserve to fly as much as anyone
and if you close your eyes and sing the song that made you free
I promise the sky will truly be the limit.
I am a ghost who loves the stumbling and you are a soul who braces for rumbling
but if I gave you a flower at midnight will you promise to stop the crumbling...?
At least for a moment...
If I could be the reflection in your mirror
for a minute or two,
I'd make you see the loveliness in you.
Unfortunately I am just a boy so I guess I'll just throw paper airplane compliments in the hope you catch them before it starts to rain.
Don't let your chin point toward the ground,
don't let the tears cause you to drown...
Just turn a grimace upside down
and let that smile become a crown,
because it fits your head perfectly...
Once again,
once again.
I am watching the twinkling in Neverland
with my toes digging softly into the sand.
Once again,
but with a friend,
I'm sailing the waves beyond this land,
and perhaps for a night we both can pretend to be
Peter Pan..
Jan 28, 2014
Jan 28, 2014 at 12:07 PM UTC
I never really knew you
You were just another friend
But when I got to know you,
I let my heart unbend.
I couldn't help past memories
that would only make me cry
I had to forget my first love
and give love another try
So I've fallen in love with you
and I'll never let you go
I love you more than anyone
I just had to let you know
And if you ever wonder why
I don't know what I'll say
But I'll never stop loving you
each and every day
My feelings for you will never change
Just know my feelings are true
Just remember one thing
I Love You!
Jan 3, 2013
Jan 3, 2013 at 8:07 PM UTC
You shelter me through tempest storms – indeed, you are my friend.
You never try to change my ways, instead you interblend;
I’m free with you and you with me, and neither will offend.
In spite of fashion's etiquette, your care does not depend
on ways I dress (or part my hair) - I’m not a passing trend,
and in my need you comfort me till twists and turns unbend.
We needn’t don thin masks of clay or otherwise pretend,
and when I sometimes act the fool you never condescend
but try instead to steep my views in eyes that comprehend.
At times I dwell within the depths, you smile and I ascend
to levels of tranquility which others can’t transcend.
You never ask, demand or take, you give and understand,
and when I’m lost, a frantic child, you lead me by the hand
through castle gates in mirrored walls throughout a fairyland
where fears and worries linger less than tracks in drifting sand.
With you my words are ever free, they trickle out unplanned,
and fearful feelings I possess you seize as contraband.
Your laughter flows upon my woes like waves on troubled strand
which leave behind within their wake a calm and peaceful land.
Not everyone is pleased, I’m told, that you and I are friends.
The world outside... they envy us... that you and I are friends.
We dare defy the green-eyed storm... for you and I are friends.
Apr 10, 2013
Apr 10, 2013 at 6:00 PM UTC
When I tell you that I love you
I’m saying that I care
In you I’ve found a friend
That is wonderful and rare
When I tell you that I love you
The meaning is so profound
For, in you my fate has been uncovered
And my soul finally found
When I tell you that I love you
What I’m trying to express
Is that you can always count on me
I’ll give you nothing but the best
When I tell you that I love you
I’m trying to convey
How much I admire you
In a thousand different ways
I never really knew you
you were just another friend
But when I got to know you
I let my heart unbend
I couldn't help past memories
That would only make me cry
I had to forget my first love
And give another try
So I've fallen in love with you
And I'll never let you go
I love you more than anyone
I just had to let you know
My feelings for you will never change
Just know my feelings are true
Just remember this one thing
I will always love you
I love you priscy
Jul 11, 2013
Jul 11, 2013 at 4:34 PM UTC
Pardon me in my own symphony of madness
A tool of my own sadness, oh boy what a feeling that is
It’s not poor nor is it **** so I suggest you sit right back and enjoy
For humorous attempts are only to take joy, creating pure fun
So here I got the run of the bun, Yeah it surely is nice to live
Lessons of the positive, dropping on the mind like intellect
I hear ye, dearly elect….Without any rhyme or reason
The one who may create the least treason…Holding onto your seats
Cashing in on all your receipts, Tickets of winning numbers
No longer living by the warm timbers, Refreshing to say the least
Some may call it very beast…Of me to rummage through moods
Many have given their perfect attitudes, Learn then let live…Breathe
A jewel encrusted knife kept within its sheathe, I promise you’ll never go cold
The tale can be told, in many ways
Spread out over many days, although why tend to boredom
Leading us not into whoredom, deliver us our daily bread
Thy concrete kingdom come along with street cred, as heaven’s mouth is open
At last it becomes very Zen, Living to learn
Rights under a government mule are hard to earn, no sense taking them for granted
Always being doubted, keeping a watchful eye
The lurker leans toward using the skills of a spy
Soon our story will be drawn to an end
Appending my wrongs as my rights come to a bend
Rendering my sins under microscopes as they unbend
Entering the light, being dunked in pools as I ascend
Apr 19, 2010
Apr 19, 2010 at 4:44 AM UTC
Crying for help
Crying.
for help.
Watching myself bend in half.
turning palms to see static.
Screaming whisper, tied tongue, aphtha secret, soot heart;
Godless, but hellish,
summoning dark forces
from within my own temple.
Giving away the life I never asked for.
Writing whoever's will.
Sorrowful hands, crossing t's,
dotting i's, smudging ink,
elongating g's, drawing down
my putrid whatever;
Giving up;
Surrendering;
Getting knocked down,
blow after blow after blow after blow after blow after
punch after kick after bruise after lost teeth after clot;
Losing conscience.
Like falling asleep in silence, no one knows.
Bones to dust,
dust to ashes;
Skin to scales,
scales into thin paper:
and I'm still writing it down,
though my hands are ancient and sore and
i don't want to anymore.
I never wanted it.
Help me out, let these hands retire.
Roll them up in holy water-soaked bandage, bring on the thorny crown, cross my chest and heart, lower my eyelids and lay me to rest.
To Rest;
to embalm this chipped spine, to fill my lungs with salt water,
to unclench my thighs,
unbend my knees, and to kiss my bottom lip goodbye.
Jun 7, 2016
Jun 7, 2016 at 10:44 PM UTC
I never really knew you
you were just another friend
But when I got to know you
I let my heart unbend
I couldn't help past memories
That would only make me cry
I had to forget my first love
And give another try
So I've fallen in love with you
And I'll never let you go
I love you more than anyone
I just had to let you know
My feelings for you will never change
Just know my feelings are true
Just remember this one thing
I will always love you
May 3, 2018
May 3, 2018 at 1:59 PM UTC
I looked down today,
down past the cracks
in the sidewalk,
into a clear sheet of water
unmarked by time
and I saw you.
It sounds so poetic,
but it's true;
the chance to speak your name
and give life to the past-
it felt natural, and
comfortable
in a way that scared me,
settled there among the new snow
and the crowded room of strangers.
Your smile, just the idea
that I should defend you,
every imperfection
within which fault could be found
was laid down before me
and trust me, I know
how to look past each twisted corner
and make the edges fit
and see you there before me
as if you'd never folded yourself
in the first place.
Unbend, I want to say,
unfold your wings and fly
into today.
Dec 8, 2013
Dec 8, 2013 at 1:47 AM UTC
How you become a part of the earth, and away from it.
Grab your furs and your moss. Pull them closer.
I have tried to walk near the entangled forest.
Its belly is swollen and impregnable.
Its warm tongue flicked at me. “It’s just a fever.”
Though you flail your arms dismissively
as though to ward off danger.
There is a malice in everything that whispers.
“It’s just a drop of blood,” you say.
Though it draws you out in anger.
It doesn’t mean something.
Though your eyes are prophetic, crowing for the dead.
Still.
Everything in unity.
This white morning may destroy me.
How I bend and unbend without my acquiescence.
By nightfall my eyes will be moons.
I will open for a moment
and blink out.
Swift as dust.
Dec 8, 2015
Dec 8, 2015 at 1:04 PM UTC
Restless i may feel,
to your unbend able arms.
My beating heart,
is not loud enough.
Can't you hear me screaming,
this is when i need you the most.
The feeling just intensified it self,
now I'm screaming inside.
Dying to run away,
wearing black.
My eyes have dropped to my throat,
i can't breath.
Each breath needs living.
My breaths are in a cold winter,
Your laughs are in a warm spring.
My touch is so delicate,
trying to reach your skin.
Mar 5, 2011
Mar 5, 2011 at 6:57 AM UTC
Goodbye, its easy to say.
Leaving, its easy to walk away.
Yet you return.
Too late and the same.
Unbend-able and unchanged.
With the same phrase.
Approach that does not vary.
Makes me grow so wary.
Our love will never carry.
Forward into a future.
With a foundation full of fissures.
And too many problems to consider.
When you should not be.
They way you are.
Letting me be the one to carve.
Your love into the walls.
That surround my heart.
Apr 16, 2015
Apr 16, 2015 at 11:32 AM UTC
I am front and center
Everyone is looking at me
I feel my heart pounding
I see my hands shaking
They expect so much
When I have so little
The silence
Has never been so loud
They tell me to begin
Thats when I forget
Everything I am supposed to remember
Why do they expect so much?
The judge looks at me
Waiting for me to begin
I look around the crowded room
And I begin
Lucky to have the script in my hand
Everything flows back
I am no longer me
I am the person in my poems
They don't want me
They want her
That is how I win
To be anything
and everything
But myself
As I finish
I leave mouths open
I leave tears running down faces
I look around one more time
With the pained expression still evident
I bow and as I unbend
There is a small smile
Across my face
The rupture of applause
Is nothing compared to
The blood pounding In my ears
As I sit down
I get high-fives
And approving nods
They smile at me
Because they think I was just acting
But behind every act
There is truth
Jun 11, 2013
Jun 11, 2013 at 6:38 PM UTC
She is the raconteur.
Her presence is boisterous,
Words lack to depict her beauty,
Or does it relish the redundancy.
She is the replica of rapture.
The eternity that is encapsulated in her eyes.
Her benevolence is bolstering,
Her gestures are sporadically jesting,
Her looks are lavish,
Her voice is tranquilizing,
Her touch is tingling,
Her walks are wallowing,
when she strolls in the street,
entangled eyes ogle at her.
(her dimpled face,her cramped dress)
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This persuasion is to her as
She leans herself in his arms,
With her neck unbend on his shoulder,
and strand of hair leaping on his lips,
as she then aligns herself poking him passionately,
admist gazes with her enlarged engulfing eyes,
by which he is transfixed and couldn't answer her no more
when she questions him "How do I look",
With the wry suggestive smile on her visage....
Mar 25, 2014
Mar 25, 2014 at 2:30 PM UTC
Let's not pretend
I am drunk again
These feeling I resigned
Your always on my mind
The only help to unbend
Is to get drunk again
Mar 26, 2014
Mar 26, 2014 at 10:42 PM UTC
*I want to "unbreak" your heart, to steal all the hurt
I want to look for every lost piece if you let me please
I want to scour the floor and sweep every corner
so that I can gather all the pieces I shattered
and steadily and carefully locate where each piece fits
on the puzzle of your big broken heart
I want to unbend the crooked by the impact
and fold those straightened curves to bring her shape back
I can't make the cracks totally disappear
but I wish I could, I want to weld the spaces with hot friendship
to lock out the air of doubt and despair
I want to incinerate the bad memories with fire of my passion
so that you won't remember the same fire burnt you
I also want to paint the welded whole with the crimson if romance
so that placed back on the shelf of reality
you can be purchased by someone you deserve
someone who'll appreciate your sacrifices
the absurdity & melancholy hidden underneath the coating
I so much want to heal all the wounds and the scars
I don't know whether you will let me in or shut the doors
but whatever you do, I deserve it for causing you pain
I want to be an adulteration that cures its malady
because I'm remorseful for what happened*
Jun 22, 2016
Jun 22, 2016 at 9:59 AM UTC
If you ask me
It's almost corrupt how we hear stories and dream of places in the sky that we cannot reach because our wings are clipped and we cannot fly
These perfect places mock us, they leave us questioning our worth
I've jumped and tried to reach them, only to fall back to the dirt
I want to find a haven, I want shelter from this rain
But I'm nothing but a frail and fragile bird hitting window panes
I lie around and, with open arms, welcome my fate because I'll be a skeleton before I get to heaven if I keep moving at this rate
They're watching as I fly, only to crash back on the ground
And I've hoped for so much more than this, but all my thoughts are bound
I accept I'm being hunted, but I don't ******* care
I accept that I am dying, but I guess it's only fair
I beat these wings on shattered things that scar and rip apart my skin
I shield my eyes but still go blind from all these wrongs I try to hide
I build my foundations on rotting nations that will soon decay and put my hope in tattered ropes I wear as necklaces each day
I wail and shriek and cry when I can't hear that still small voice
But am I really truly listening when I keep drowning out the noise?
I am nothing but a sparrow, but I can't be worth more than they
When I cry and pull my hair whenever I receive another day
I'm a bird in it's flitting
Please unbend me
Jan 27, 2018
Jan 27, 2018 at 12:34 AM UTC
i hate being Needy.
sometimes I feel like my Bones themselves
ache for Attention,
that's why they Curve and Twist
in ways they shouldn't.
my bones are hoping your
butterfly kisses will
lift my spirits
and unBend the cartilage in my rib cage,
hoping that you'll
straighten my back by running your
fingers Up and Down enough times.
they crave and creak
until they've gotten their fix,
just like the boy i first loved needed.
May 28, 2014
May 28, 2014 at 12:39 AM UTC
A Child Renewed..
Break me beautiful rend and unbend me.
intent seemed pure not to pre tend me
sleek incensed fumed sacred fire
intense repented doused love pyre
break me golden full of shimmered light
myriad colours flicker soft my soul alight
pirrohuetted dance lines guide me in
softer sillohuetted form yields to win
Break me immaculate washed free of sin
prayers fervently uttered all soaked in jinn
exalted humility painted over starry skies
deconstructed ego purified my soul flys
Break me resplendent I am renewed child
scar lines healed all gentle loving & mild
rejuvenated released free to trust again
restored to love and so let happiness win
J.C. 23/03/2019.
May 23, 2019
May 23, 2019 at 9:53 PM UTC
To feel as though I may fall
Upon painful memories from so
Far ago
The battery of feeling unloved
Which whence it was born from
To fall to my knees
Is where it takes me
There's no hiding
No plight quite ever allows
Just cradle myself for there is
Never one to understand
How it crumples me into
So many folds
That I can no longer unbend
And try still to remold
It lingers in the stillness
Of my lonely home
Never do I want to feel as though
I may fall
Dec 3, 2018
Dec 3, 2018 at 10:34 AM UTC
read me out loud, not to be proud, away from a crowd,
find the quiet and soft solitude of a sunrise of a sunset
with flashlight, candlelight in the moonlit starlight
on a clear morn, may ideas be born, in you
Abba I belong to you,
on a clear morn, play freely with day dreams,
as the day ends, the sun settles, may you settle too,
Abba I belong to you,
as the day ends, unwind and unbend, made it through
To Relief
To Grief
To Peace
To Sorrow
Abba I belong to you, even Tomorrow
Jan 25, 2015
Jan 25, 2015 at 1:20 AM UTC
A slip on the ice can ruin your life
An injured hand
Fingers don't bend
Let's not pretend
This is a life in descend
Looking for a godsend
To unbend a hand and
A fragile life to contend
Mar 1, 2018
Mar 1, 2018 at 10:46 AM UTC