"unshown" poems
I wonder how it feels.
To be snuggled ever so precisely.
Skin to skin, like neurons to synapses, sparking, firing pure pleasures of love, for the mate of my soul.
A wonder it is to feel.
I imagine us to be synchorinzed in such way, that thoughts are completed. Actions are known. He will see the truth even when unshown.
Blissful wonder, I long to feel.
The absence of something unfamiliar, but nostalgic.
I feel him present now, forever near, yet ever eluding.
My intertwines long for, aches for, to feel, his touch, yet it remains unknown.
His lips, sun, unkissed.
I wait in wonder.
Not for completion, but for a reunion.
Not of family, but of the one,
kin of my Soul.
Sep 6, 2024
Sep 6, 2024 at 6:30 PM UTC
There are times that I feel I don’t even know you. Times that seem to never fade away. But, as a child who dealt with you leaving day after day I feel like I shouldn’t be so scared. At age 5, I was little boy wishing to be all he could be. A kid that any dad would want. I wanted to be just like you. Big muscles, strong voice and my own company. At age 10, I was growing tired of you. But, I was still a boy, unwilling to see what was actually happening. You’re seemingly unending verbal abuse secrets a deadly poison into my veins. Now as I slowly creep my testosterone levels up, up and away, I’ll start to pull down your kaleidoscope colored curtains. By 15, we couldn’t be more separate. Divided by dinnertime arguments and back-talking homework battles. The more you speak, the more I want to leave this house and never come back. I sometimes wish I could change things but, it’s too little, too late. At age 16 to the day, I step in the labyrinth that confines me to find you raged and red-faced and she is on the phone, canceling the party. My not-so-sweet 16 ended in a hotel room, filled with unshown tears and bags of Cheez-its. Then, I finally decided who you were to me the day I went to tell my mother about my day at school. Tears ran like the free-flowing waters of the Amazon as she tried to defend you’re already broken armor. My brain ran 653 miles an hour as she spoken of a deed I thought unspeakable. You call me on the phone and say “I don’t know what to say, bro.” Well, “bro” how about “I’m sorry for literally breaking every life long lesson I’ve taught you and I’m sorry for smashing the hearts and minds of our family.” That can get you by on our 3 minute 27 second phone call. Now, I look at you and can’t decide. Are you still the man with big muscles, strong voice and his own company? or are the shell of a man I still wish I knew? I wish I could answer but, There are times that I feel like I don’t even know you.
Oct 25, 2012
Oct 25, 2012 at 11:05 PM UTC
Unfinished I am
Left those ribbons flowing
River
Stream
Adagio
Fluid and slow
Tipped across floor
These cracked toes
Unfinshed I am
No water to reflect
Face unshown
The build up
En L'air
Made love to wind
Touching cheeks
The essence of air
Inhaled
Exhaled
Whispering over ground
For as i went up
Strong
A grand allegro
Soft
Slithering around hugging wood
I came down
Arabesque
Leg heavy
An ox I am
Held perfectly
Examined by man
Unfinished I am
Left those ribbons flowing
By the river
Stream
Adagio
Fluid and slow
Tipped into pond
A sensuous grand finale
Of floating below...
Nov 25, 2012
Nov 25, 2012 at 3:34 PM UTC
Our Father, which art in heaven,
Hallowed be thy Name.
Thy Kingdom come.
Thy will be done on earth,
As it is in heaven.
Give us this day our daily bread.
And forgive us our trespasses,
As we forgive those that trespass against us.
And lead us not into temptation,
But deliver us from evil.
For thine is the kingdom,
The power, and the glory,
For ever and ever. In Jesus name I pray.
Lord God, I come to you humbled and sad, this life you've blessed me with was never supposed to be this bad.
I work hard all day long, thinking of you and singing songs.
I think of you when things go wrong, blaming myself for all the harm.
Father be with me in spirit, show me your way, please help me get through this day.
You've given me life, and I've returned that gift with sin, I love you Jesus, thank you for forgiveness.
I think about how I've lived, and all the mistakes I've made, but you never left me, you hold my hand and show me the way.
I see your fingerprints without any dust, your work in my life is so obvious.
Lord, I pray, that you hear my voice, spoken words in my head, by your grace, I am not dead.
So many times you've given me strength I did not have, you've given me peace when I was mad.
Author of life, King of Kings, teach me how to be a good human being, help someone else today that has even less than me.
I receive your spirit, I accept your gifts, how come it took me so long to do all of this?
If it's your will, again I pray, that you will help me Lord mend relationships.
I can't breath and single breath without your saying "yes, my child it's ok."
Heavy is the burdens I carry, please take the weight, I'll trudge through it all while I wait.
You've made me just who I am, for your glory, assured by the spirit, I do not have to worry.
I am yours and you are mine, every second of Earthly time.
I once dreamt of Heaven, castles made of gold, even in my dreams there is so much you left unshown.
Lord, grant me your holy wisdom, for I am ignorant, and lame.
I've wasted so of my life in vain, o' what a shame.
With the days I have left show me the light, continue to work in my life Lord with your mighty might.
And mite I slip, once yet again, please Lord carry me I'm a human born in sin.
In Jesus Christ name I pray, amen, and amen.
May 3, 2013
May 3, 2013 at 3:54 PM UTC
I thought I had sunk in every depth of all your parts,
It makes me sigh today with a heavy heart.
I felt nothing was left to discover,
I've failed as a friend, failed to uncover,
the untold fears,
and the unshown face
you buried for so long under that mysterious grace
You rottened under the burdening sorrow,
Was my friendship so weak, so hollow?
Was I that undeserving and off put?
Or did you think I didn't have the nerve to accept such heavy truth?
Or did you think I simply wouldn't understand?
Could all my concern be so easily forgotten, so bland?
When all you did was bleed,
You could have burst out,
instead of keeping that fake smile on, there was no need.
Why couldn't you just express it that way?
Like others would
Did you think
Even I would have disregarded you away?
Innumerable times for me you had been there,
Today I couldn't be more lonelier.
**I had always looked upto where you stood
And now I cannot connect to that friend I had
You seem to be the farthest away
Who I knew was different
In your place stands an anonymous identity under that false hood you put.**
Mar 18, 2017
Mar 18, 2017 at 8:31 AM UTC
There is a quiet hour
Between the mountains
When the trees are higher in the crown
Than any expectation
And life, wildlife, lays bare beneath
Resting at the feet of man most kind
Be it moved or unshown
In this afternoon hour
The quiet distance covers the in-betweens
And is found there, atop the tops
Aug 8, 2018
Aug 8, 2018 at 5:53 PM UTC
I said: ****
We need a talk."
I set you down
And struggle not to drown
In your eyes
Looking at me
Engagingly
Spilling a hint
Of fear and anticipation
As you hope
Just like me
For words
Setting love free
And I confessed
As a long bore knot
untied
A tear slipped from my eye
Cause I know too
It can not be
It was too hard to bear alone
The weight of unknown
Of love unshown
I handed you my poem
You melted
And gave me a passionate kiss
A cocktail
Of butterflies
And bittersweet tears
I gave you a last intense glance
Cause I never want to forget
The way you looked that day
As I walked away
Jun 30, 2016
Jun 30, 2016 at 6:11 AM UTC
He is small in size,
But his heart is wise.
I can see him in the street,
Walking with his feet.
To a destination unknown,
And a life unshown,
To all but me.
I can see in his mind,
And watch his story unwind,
One of struggle and pain,
But he recovers again.
A shy smile on his face,
And a slow walking pace.
I can feel his determination,
To move away from this cruel nation,
"One day" He reminds himself,
One day.
Jul 10, 2013
Jul 10, 2013 at 5:29 AM UTC
he came at night
selfishly touching me where he shouldn't
i didn't put up a fight
because i was supposed to be asleep
he came under the full moon
night after night he made me *****
and i was too scared to move until noon
where the sun was bright and he couldn't hurt me
he came in the dark
pressing a kiss against my lips
as if he wasn't a blood lust shark
destroying what i thought love was
he came slithering through the night just to touch himself
on sunday, monday, and tuesday
and all i could hear was his panting breaths
while his hands wandered without permission
he came when she slept right next to me
sleeping through the nights i felt so alone
he ignored the scars carved onto my legs
the scars that bared my pain unshown
he left in the dawn
wiping the ***** from his fingers
for now the monster was gone
but i knew he would be back by night
Nov 23, 2014
Nov 23, 2014 at 11:53 PM UTC
Go boldly into the light
Thy book of destiny under arm
The horizon within thy sight
Go boldly into the unknown
To see sights as of yet unshown
And grasp thy pen firmly
Spin a tale we may not forget
Answer loudly to adventures call
Sure footed that you may not slip and fall
And in every venture always stand tall
Such that lesser men to you will always crawl
Write in they book with great strokes
And leave a mark on this world
Such that they may sing of your great work
As greatness around you will always lurk
Go forth my friend fondly and steadfast
For I know we will meet again
And what a tale you will have for me then.
May 26, 2015
May 26, 2015 at 2:18 PM UTC
Yesterday
Ressillance
Today
Brilliance
Tomorrow
Unknown
Eternity
Unshown
b.m
Oct 14, 2016
Oct 14, 2016 at 3:38 PM UTC
Social creature
Never claiming such.
With "abnormalities" un-crutched,
You've touched.
The imprints you've left are what may haunt you,
Otherwise, loneliness may overtake you.
Let them in, speak your mind
Open up, back down
It's time to hide,
And find a familiar place to confide.
A familiar mind that appears to know you.
It's all you need.
Somewhere you can open.
Now your imprints can be left without worry.
"Who was here?" Is comforting in the midst of confidants.
Now, no lonely concern of recognition
Paradoxian desires bursts minds in hiding.
To be known and unknown.
Appreciated but unshown.
Wanting anonymity.
Under guise of being idle.
Your home is exclusivity.
A social creature, intentionally untitled.
Aug 18, 2016
Aug 18, 2016 at 11:47 AM UTC
He bought me a ring today, I collect them you see.
I think it was like a promise, a token he wants to be with me.
Then he got me a knecklace a ruby red stone
Matches my dress for prom, no one will be left unshown.
Then
Then he bought the ring.
The ring you see? It was a large diamond surrounded by little ones. You should have seen my face filled with coyness
But how did you feel you ask?
Marvously joyous..
Feb 2, 2019
Feb 2, 2019 at 10:39 PM UTC
Countless faces in front of me,
belief and trust they’ve given me,
words of wisdom they’ve evoked,
spirits of my fear they’ve convoked.
Numerous failures I have encountered,
mistakes I have committed,
cloaked my sufferings,
left unshown on my face.
Always, I question myself,
who am I to believe upon?
I am confused,
I am in doubt.
May 24, 2018
May 24, 2018 at 11:54 PM UTC
When I only live in my past
When my future is unknown
When my present is unshown
When my life path
Is buried with stones
When im so uncertain
What I'm supposed to be
I just do what i know
Do what i've seen
Only staying here
Because i don't know how to die
Only doing what ive seen
And surrounded by people alive
Wishing I left
Knowing im a mess
With so much stress
And no rest
It's a pain to live
It's like im consistently getting hit
Unable to get up
From this never ending hole
I'm staying alive
But i don't know my role
I look in the mirror
And don't know what ive become
So much hate
Not enough love
And one day
I realize all this stuff
I realize I've had enough
And hold the knife
In the hands of mine
But I can't make the move
Because I see my mamas eyes
And I drop the knife
And realize I have to survive
For my young ones life's
Because they did the same for mine
So another day I stay alive
Another day of pain
Another night of cry
An another day I try
To find the hope
And the rope
That'll get me out
Of the never ending hole
And realizing its about time
To put my life on forward
An off of rewind
And put on that smile
Even if its fake
No one will know the difference
Because no ones
been through the same
I move the stones Sent from devin
find my future
leave behind my past
Show my rath
Because I do what I need
And not what I've seen
Mar 12, 2015
Mar 12, 2015 at 11:07 PM UTC
I saw forever in your eyes.
Then you closed them tight.
You didn't even say any goodbyes.
And that just wasn't right.
Now again I lye here lost and alone.
No strength to get on with my day.
An emptiness felt but unshown.
I never thought it would end this way.
Sep 9, 2016
Sep 9, 2016 at 3:06 PM UTC
In the realm of endless possibilities, I stand,
Yearning for a life of purpose, hand in hand,
No longer content with mere distractions,
I seek a path that ignites my passions.
I cast aside doubts, fears, and hesitation,
Determined to turn dreams into realization,
No jest or jesters in this sacred quest,
I set sail on this voyage, giving it my best.
With unwavering resolve, I take the lead,
A captain of my destiny, fueled by a fiery creed,
Aboard this vessel, I embrace the unknown,
Charting a course to a destiny yet unshown.
Through turbulent tides and stormy seas,
I navigate with courage, the wind as my keys,
The sails unfurled, catching hope's sweet gale,
As I steer towards horizons where dreams prevail.
In the voyage of life, I find my devotion,
In the pursuit of purpose, a newfound potion,
I leave behind the shores of complacency,
Embracing a future filled with audacity.
So, let the waves crash and the currents sway,
I'm determined to make it through, come what may,
For within me burns a passion, fierce and true,
A catalyst for change, a force that will breakthrough.
No more wandering lost, seeking a new start,
I've found my calling, deep within my heart,
With every beat, it whispers a hopeful plea,
"Embrace this journey, and set yourself free."
So, onward I sail, a soul reborn,
With dreams as my compass, fears torn,
For I've chosen to live, to take control,
To write a story of triumph, forever unscroll.
Jun 13, 2023
Jun 13, 2023 at 2:16 PM UTC
Because “Harm” (cool nickname) and “Mac” (again!)
Being both in the Navy and also at the same time
Lawyers
Are doubly entitled to be officious, full of **** and themselves
******
Yet really are
in spite of this entitlement
two of the most lovable Lawyers no, Characters no, people no, beings no, spirits
in the history of
shows at 9pm no, prime time television no, television no, theater no, performance arts no, arts no, art no, human experience
wait
I think I went maybe 1 too far
Plus
That short fat chubby guy whose name I can't at this point remember (he's sadly funny)
Plus
The Admiral
who always seems to be
at a minimum
mildly ****** off
at all times
reminding us
that while “Harm” and “Mac”
are off at home
near the end of the show
enjoying their lives
The Admiral will be, (usually) unshown, in the wee hours
in his office, pushing the paper
that makes the World go Round
Feb 12, 2019
Feb 12, 2019 at 5:16 PM UTC
You told me you have to leave
For twelve weeks sometime in July
You knew I would be sad
You weren't expecting me to cry
I could try to keep my greif unshown
I do not think it can be done
Because having you far away
Is like living without sun
I fear darkness will suddenly take me
I know I cannot make you understand
Hear the desperation in my voice
Take my shaking hand
I am already in this desperate state
I might as well admit
I am too weak for you to go
If you do I'll lose half my wit
I am sure my lack of sense
Is keeping you from being completely free
I know teases are well-meaning
But it feels like you are attacking me
I am hit with every careless word
You are winning, but who's keeping score?
I guess when you are gone I won't have to
Keep track of our games anymore
Wish each day would never end
But repeat in the morning anew
Or transform hours into months
So I could enjoy more time with you
Jun 27, 2018
Jun 27, 2018 at 5:56 PM UTC
She won’t eat sandwiches made with
Smoked cheese or a white sandwich maker
And you’ll see she’ll struggle with
Demons chaining her stomach, binding her
Yet through all the hops the takes
She’s always loved my fruit pancakes
Love is in things such as these
That no one else quite notices.
Things such as realising how
I am freeing her somehow
Without ever having known
The demons that were kept unshown.
I’ll cook her more,
Feels natural.
_M
Jan 28, 2025
Jan 28, 2025 at 7:13 PM UTC
We move to big houses
And fill them with stuff
Never thinking
Enough is enough
The same can be said
Of our goals in life
Work till you're dead
Or perish in strife
How do we know
That we've reached our end
A sign or a signal
Or forever to mend
The peak of our life
Can never be known
Until it's reviewed
From some point unshown
May 9, 2018
May 9, 2018 at 3:53 PM UTC