"unision" poems
Cast to the valley wind,
withering into the element,
the lone rock, forlorn twig,
shivering lake of the late season.
Off he goes, off he goes, the prince,
in search of peace.
That first time when voice breaks:
the agony of growing up
in a transient world; Moments
when the rhythm of hearts
beating in unision breaks, pain
that accompanies sensation here:
of loss when age catches up with hope.
The constant, the concealed ever-present:
suffering, the shadow of life.
Off he goes, off he goes, the prince,
in search of lasting peace
in a world of transient joys.
Jul 18, 2013
Jul 18, 2013 at 12:25 AM UTC
I see my kins dancing and laughing in unision
but I crave the silence - the forgotten sound of reverie.
Am I a part of their worldy communion
or is my world simply a lonesome treachery?
© fey (10/07/22)
Jul 10, 2022
Jul 10, 2022 at 12:57 PM UTC
There are thousands of us here
In this small part of the internet.
We are thousands,
Voices of all natures.
I wonder how many in all
The corners of the world?
Here alone are thousands
Which plant seeds of philisophical change
And the evolution of our society.
How many words will it take
To declare the state of humanity
As the world goes deaf and blind?
Every once in a while I see a poem
With a national headline,
Some black kid shot by a white cop.
Then the poem disappears,
The poet and his or her fellow
Writers retreat inward
Jumping into nothingness
Of feelings and self loathe.
We carry a banner with a million
Words and nothing to say in unision.
Oh God, is this the path of the poets?
But suddenly I realise
And I see I am just as shallow
As the next,
The pulse of the world will not
Beat with poets,
Though poets can be the racing pulse
Of change.
Let the poets unite on common ground!
Cry out against something in unision.
We are thousands of voices
That cannot yell.
How many of us here on the internet?
How hard is it to rise against
The machine and bring
About change truly to the soul,
To see ourselves rise up
With our words?
What we speak we will write,
What change we write
Will give birth to humanity.
Dec 9, 2015
Dec 9, 2015 at 8:07 PM UTC
Faithful, loyal
so I dont even frown when she wants to share my spoils
we wrapped together coils
vent our frustrations in the heat of the moment..boil
and we grow collectively, happiness is fertilized..soil
good girls come one outta dozen
I mean you a dime but I'm searchin for the diamond under the roughest
Treasure discovered, gotta cuff it, before someone notices...busted
Adore you even if you were disabled..crutches
Shower you in your desire til you exhausted..like enough is, enough its, enough then
We conjointly, as one, mutually, collaberately are in unision
heart shaped footprints invade the trail we left behind
romantically they were found side by side
like notes that synchronically rhyme
or soda mixed with lemon lime, obey your thirst...sprite
hugs on latex...tight
she gasped at the blue box I presented..love it or like?
She showed me which it was that night
leading me to believe I love her...and everything she do I like
you thinkin her vagina's the best...but she's lovin my pipe
we burned some calories do I make myself Crystal Clear...light
Always askin for facetime...skype
so many emotions she's conformed me into a writer...type
outside voices doubting, but we stay hand in hand...spite
kisses that give butterflies, our bodies aviate...flight
My eternal future..wife
Keep the good times rolling...no strife
When it comes to leaving her there's no maybe or might
or baby i'll be back when the sun is in sight
its a no brainer..no subliminal fight
like why would i have left..when you turned me on, right?
©:Khyyom Harris September 2011
Sep 14, 2011
Sep 14, 2011 at 2:48 PM UTC
In a tornado of flags and smudged faces
You carry a white rifle
It twists and slithers around your neck
Your torso
Your legs
Swift as a snake
You're a blur of grey and black
Barefoot and pale as dawn
As papery and long as a willow tree
Spinning and twirling
Graceful and strong
You dance amongst the women
But you're stronger than most men
Then in unision
You all fall in a heap on the floor
Legs twisted in your flags
Completley still
They eye of the storm has never been more beautiful
Jan 29, 2013
Jan 29, 2013 at 8:19 PM UTC
the tenticles of lightning
tickle the soul
the face of fear
now in controlled
we hear them
laughing in unision
at the
jackal-eyed moon
Jul 17, 2013
Jul 17, 2013 at 1:17 PM UTC
3 A.M.
We summon sea creatures
::::Xylophones::::
Symphonies of reverberated beauty,
We call you to join us on this precious land.
We ask you to cast away your fears
And sing in harmony...
Oh, The Solid Light.
Enter the depths of the carbon colored Euphoria
::::Atlantic::::
Words illuminate passion
Beneath the sea
Decadent hordes of colorful kingdoms
Playing exuberant percussion
::::Communication::::
Salutations to the wise,
Giving us wisdom by way of the sea
Where sailors are lost, floating abroad
And their loves are driven
Mad
Waiting for their return
Scouring the horizon with soft, sullen eyes.
Oh Beautiful Choir
We sing this hymn in unision
And attempt our rising of the spirits of the deep.
A reverb, we have chosen
::::Spring::::
The Delay is gorgeous
It ripples in waves
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Oct 25, 2010
Oct 25, 2010 at 12:16 PM UTC
I was thinking of you last night
your picture was vivid in my mind
toned body laying on me
hips grinding powerfully into mine
your lips, lovingly soft against mine
your strong thighs spreading mine
your deep voice in my ear
a harmony so sweet
your teeth bitin into
my succulent breast
by the way- you left a mark
the way your nails dug into my soft ***
how you stretched my walls
and your constant throbbing
reset the beat of my heart
the unision of your tongue
darting in my mouth and your last ******
the euphoria that spread
through my body
as you coated my walls
it was real until
I opened my eyes
and didn't have yours
to look into
Feb 26, 2012
Feb 26, 2012 at 3:46 PM UTC
Today is his birthday,
But I don't know what to say.
Other than the ordinary "happy birthday" that everyone else is going to say to him.
I can't help but think about last year when I opened my body to him as a gift on a whim.
With fiery eyes and my legs spread apart, mirroring my heart, as he nervously took my gift of unision.
Now that I think about it, it was stupid really, I should have gave him a cake for him to dig in.
But instead he quietly persisted and I let myself succumb.
I didn't think that the next year, I would feel so numb.
I want to give him the gift of my love but it's something lost in the fog in the distance of empty roads.
A garden once blooming, crushed by the cement he paved before I had implode.
It's selfish of me to make this all about myself.
It's just so hard to see all of his things on my art shelf.
I want to tell him I love him and I'm glad he stuck around for another year of his life.
As he whispers that he's so happy he met me and he wants me as his wife.
He's 20 now, but acts like a middleschooler.
Always playing games with the girl in the schoolyard, the hopless romantic middle school loser.
I always let myself fall this deep down.
My knees are so ****** and bruised and the skin of my palms are unbound.
I didn't think that I'd have to walk alone once again.
Afterall, he made the decision to let our love blast into oblivion.
I want to tell him I love and miss him and wish he can say those love-filled words to me once again.
But it isn't my birthday, so he's blowing out the candles, wishing he'll grow into a different man.
A foolish little boy, so careless with the loser's heart.
You don't realize how much you'll miss them until your heart tears apart.
I want to tell him so much more on his special day,
But my heart's voice is sewn together with thread, and all I can muster is a
"Happy Birthday."
Oct 12, 2017
Oct 12, 2017 at 10:33 AM UTC
Do you remember
The first time you held somebody's hand
Felt the way their skin pulsed against yours
How your heart attempted to escape from your chest
And your stomach became home to 10 million moths
Flying into the light all at once
Do you remember
The nervous laughs
And the smile that lay between pigmented cheeks
Drawn from admiration
And bliss
How you never before found glow
In a lantern not your own
Do you remember
The lips that first wiped you of your sanity
How they brushed against yours with seemingly perfect unision
Replayed over and over again
Heart reminding brain
Reminding body
How good it felt to be loved
To be touched
If that could be bottled
If any of the first time nostalgia and discovery
Could be placed in a glass jar
And preserved
Than we would need no reminder
Of how it felt to feel
And how it felt to be
Alive.
Jul 5, 2014
Jul 5, 2014 at 7:05 PM UTC
fifteen minutes.
nine hundred seconds.
that may not seem like a lot, and compared to hours, it's nothing.
but on that nerve racking day of january 28, 2017, seconds dragged on and it felt like an eternity passing by and all i could do was sit there and watch as time filled itself.
fifteen minutes was the difference between seeing my grandfather alive and not lying lifeless in a hospital.
fifteen minutes was the difference between being able to say goodbye,
and having that burning guilt in me knowing that i couldn't.
fifteen minutes was the thought of how i hadn't seen him in months, and now i wouldn't be able to even see him alive.
tears, agony, and pain were smeared all over that hospital room when i walked in.
tears flew down my cheeks and held no mercy and uncontrollable sobs fell through my lips.
we were all heartbroken in unision, like an orchestra with broken strings and instruments. ones that could not function properly.
i regret a lot in my short amount of time on earth.
i regret not being closer to my grandfather when i had the chance.
because that chance, has now spilled right through the cracks in my fingers, fell through the surface of the earth, and fused with his decaying body, six feet underground.
fifteen minutes isn't a lot of time, because the moment you take your eyes off the clock, you realize, fifteen minutes wasn't enough time to begin with. and even if you want more, time is irreplaceable.
Oct 15, 2017
Oct 15, 2017 at 10:42 AM UTC
As you look at me with those seductive eyes
I can tell that you want me
As you slowly undress me with your words
Bit by bit
Layer by layer
And arouse a fire of passion within me
I feel stimulated like never before
I'm losing control over my senses
I just wanna get lost in you
Hold me tight
Till the end of the night
Let there be no distance...no space
I just wanna feel your warm embrace
My bed has been a witness to my loneliness
Let it see the unision of two souls tonight
Let my morning be different for a change
Nov 5, 2015
Nov 5, 2015 at 2:12 PM UTC