"unspokenly" poems
I...
I dearly miss you
Not because loving you brings me to life
Not because you made me smile a little brighter
Not because I once thought we were meant to be
All these things made me desire your company
But I unspokenly wanted all your attention
If I had asked, would you have accepted?
Or would my greed and insecurities
have driven you away?
You knew my insecurities about
my appearance
my family
my past
You took me as I was
But I never found a common ground with you
Keeping me in the dark about you
Your attention
Your Patience
Your composure
seemed to all be a facade
I wouldn't notice thunderstorm in the background
Of course, I notice
I always wanted you to be truly happy
A happiness that might not involve me
Sadly with a smile, correct myself
Will most definitely won't involve me
if I catch a glimpse
please let me smile and cry
Let me drunkly sing to
Jeff Buckley's Hallelujah
Jun 14, 2018
Jun 14, 2018 at 9:18 PM UTC
I am violent and angry
Not even I can truly tame me
I am the rage
It consumes me
Eating away, unseen
Tearing me apart, ripping to shreds
Even if it's all just a part of my head
It can't be contained
I try, but am pained.
Sparks fly till fire ignites
Like a phoneix in flight.
Eyes glaring, heat from the gaze melting every person in sight.
And yet there you are
While everyone else has run away so far.
You glare back
One look, it's not even an attack.
It's just a look
And I'm shook.
And I can't seem to shake the feeling.
My tough exterior is peeling
While my mind is reeling
Taken aback from what I've done
I quietly realize that it was I who was holding the gun
And then I'm done.
I'm kneeling in the ashes
Hands blackened
The flames I shot out
I've finally realized my actions.
Cuz you showed me.
With nothing more than a look,
That was all that it took.
In my shame, I build up the courage to look
And it's you.
And you stare?
Your eyes forgiving
Yet, unspokenly, I am dared
Contain the flames
My guilt, it gives me pangs
But you reach for me, and grab my hand.
The skin is soft like fine sand.
You extinguish the flames
You smile, as if playing with fire is one of your favorite games.
I hold your hand and refuse to let go
I don't want the flames to grow.
For some reason you let me, knowing something I don't know.
Jul 15, 2017
Jul 15, 2017 at 9:18 PM UTC
These symbols I have found
On paper laying down
Unspokenly loud
A tribute to raw sound
Its just a feeling going round
Come back around
Fly without wings
And fall from the sky
Swim without fins
And drown in the sea
Burn without flame
And become only ash
Dream without hope
And suffer nightmares
These meanings I can see
Only in imaginings
This beautiful ugly
A tribute to raw sound
Its just something to believe
A song to sing
May 7, 2016
May 7, 2016 at 1:12 PM UTC