"untrusted" poems
They peer through the cracks to what can be
seen, neighbours once were close but secrets kept
behind closed doors that only those who pass know
what it is.
In the days of old doors open, now
locks decorate each door as untrusted are those
called the neigbours or of those on the street.
Whispers whisk near each door of jealousy, untrusted
though gossip is the enemy. There is always the grumpy
nes that no matter how polite, they wish you never
moved in and will never think of you as the neighbour
there is no community.
Secrets some times heard through a window or
open door, which we turn a blind eye to as its
there problem nothing to do with me. neighbours
not my friends but not my enemy.
Mar 2, 2014
Mar 2, 2014 at 1:38 PM UTC
I was fishing for a clue or the glue;
I can't remember which one. But I
found myself in black eyeliner -
feeling cold and blue, talking
gibberish and smelling foul. A
rot of a thousand clowns.
You circle me, shark-like. You
foolishly engage me with your
***** infused breath. I nakedly
Tango in my head - scream
inwardly, but I see bulls laughing
at me with untrusted eyes.
I vow never to be that stupid again.
Drifting beyond a state of here
nor there. A bleeding truth, dreams.
Have I gone way too far? I feel
the break from the heat, cool breeze.
The oven and its scent of fresh baked bread.
I am washed of my sins now, but I still
feel snakes in my bed. Or is it that I
am dreaming it? Bizarre! The fog has
covered my eyes - blindly. How will I
continue to cope with my own sickening
thoughts? No meds, just freelancing.
How do you deal with the highs and lows
of life? I imagine it and then put it down
on paper. For private eyes only. But soon
everything comes out to the light - exposed!
I settle in for the night and leave all my
worries for the morning.
Clearly, I never wished to be more - happier.
I think I just nudged myself awake!
Jan 27, 2014
Jan 27, 2014 at 7:24 PM UTC
The sadness gets to much at times
Breathless, thought of depression hits without a trace
You're just another pretty face
Dancing with the devil never sounded so good
Betraying is just an act of being a coward
With the stench of regret stains the air
Nothing more then a mire feeling
Dancing among the failures of life
The taste of sin
The smell of greed
With blood tainted in black
Watch as the trusted become the untrusted
It's just the way life
Nov 25, 2014
Nov 25, 2014 at 12:38 AM UTC
*Earth to earth, Oh ashes to ashes and dust to dust,
How strange, how familiar, human connection is untrusted
when we awake, each passing day, knowingly that by sunset
Those words would be read out loud
Over an innocent, black brother’s grave site tonight
Too many tears, too many mishaps
who scattered those bullet caps,
Too, many innocent lives have been taken
By the hand of the nervous police,
Even The birds keep gliding in the air shows solidarity
In respect of the dead:
Some human wish they were like them they said.
A charge is one thing. A conviction is another
Black lives does matter.
Who pulled the trigger, which got the last laugh?
The innocent or the victims
More weeks of demonstration,
the fight for the white house continues with words not arms
Blood in the Inner City Streets, subways
and shopping malls, bias and frustration, sound the alarms
Who pulled the trigger, which got the last laugh?
The guns, or the victims,
My poetics tone this morning.
voice your opinion*
Sep 24, 2016
Sep 24, 2016 at 2:38 PM UTC
Longing is trammeled in my throat
Oh the honeyed years
Before I knew what to miss,
Untrusted, unspoken
I exhale its blue haze
Between the last note sung
And the first note heard.
You are the wonted dream—
The consoling ache
Wearing away at softened bones
With every wish
Unheard, unanswered
The stars are so beautiful and so cruel
Our untethered threads
Adrift in the firmament
Uncut
Yet untied.
Jul 25, 2022
Jul 25, 2022 at 2:57 PM UTC
My dear friend you are the betrayl in enimies,
My dear love you are the struggle in life,
My dear heart you are the untrusted in gossip,
My dear world I will watch you fall,
I will watch as we collapse,
Together.
Feb 29, 2012
Feb 29, 2012 at 7:53 AM UTC
Disregarded, no thanks.
I no longer fall for the pranks.
I withdraw my cash from the bank.
On a scale of one to ten how do I rank?
Poverty stenches & stank.
Stale & untrusted.
Broken, abandoned, & undusted.
Defeated, hobbled, & now rusted.
Felonies & misdeameanors busted.
Lawbreakers, corruded & crusted.
Marry a man with a job & a van.
Who does all that he can.
My secret wish on a shooting star.
To stop getting drunk at the bar.
A walk to his momma's house isn't far.
Work ethics get my kiss.
Employment was my wish.
Success is our bliss.
Like jawbreakers dangerous & senseless.
Civilization settlers & makers.
Pioneers, homemakers, waiters, bakers, & Quakers.
The towns folk are usually broke.
Different walks of life is no joke.
Occupations & professions of a wife.
Mar 3, 2015
Mar 3, 2015 at 1:22 AM UTC
Hate so pure it scortches the ground
as I walk this dark, lonely road
The shadows feel my presence
and demons quake at the sight
Satan is to afraid to claim this wretched child
for it it more powerful than he
The Hate is pulsing through my veins
what has humanity done to me
a monster I have become
feared by everyone, wanted by none
forever cursed to walk alone
heartless, souless, I carry on
I am glad you fear me...
I am glad you hate me...
it shows me who I really am
an outcast, a misfit. untrusted, unloved
Only one has shown me kindness
then she to turned and joined the crowd
*A scepticle, they point and they stare,
but afraid they are to meet my gaze.
Am I as vile as they say, a creature so
crule that they fear him more than the
devil himself. the proof is in your faces
and if it is all true, then I am more than
happy to say Welcome To Hell *
Jul 1, 2013
Jul 1, 2013 at 10:56 AM UTC
blueberries
raspberries
blackberries
feed me cherries
I'm feeling daring
shut out of caring
music's blaring
strawberries
peaches
nectarines
you're in my dreams
morphing right in front of me
moonlight dusted, coarse,
untrusted.
tip tap toeing
tip tap
tipping over and drizzling,
sizzling steam
let me scream
because
no one is listening
Jul 25, 2015
Jul 25, 2015 at 12:14 PM UTC
Rollin,
sticky.
the danky of danky,
takin nd start bakin,
smell's like a pear fruity so fruity.
you just go bake it,
Inhale, enjoy. relax deploy..
stay lit stay fit, Keep open
eye's open -
be loe
they might even glow ,
glossy and slow
they sure will all know. and point you to blame,
the roach coach came and taught you the game.
lend me your lighter to make this flame brighter
heat up this fire and help you get higher,
you're mouth's a bit sticky I bet it taste's icky,
doe's it look white?. you'll sure be alright .,
nick name to the cotton dry mouth tastes like rotton,.
awh, don't say where you bought it or how you got it.
I will be busted and you,
just untrusted.....
jessica applegate
May 11, 2013
May 11, 2013 at 10:13 PM UTC
A past corrupted.
Innocence & happiness is interrupted.
Evil & sin in this house has erupted.
Justice does not protect & serve.
Criminals never get the incarceration they deserve.
To do unspeakable crimes they have the nerve.
In Mexico....
To be some perverts ***
Unreported child *** crimes bestow.
Law enforcement will never know.
Low priority cases never made it to the Hall of Justice.
Uncredible witness unrecommended.
My custodial declarations untrusted.
Too many crimes to count on two hands with fingers of five.
Low lives with cheated wives.
In jails they are still alive.
The queen bee of their hive.
A trust destroyed & betrayed.
A little girls self-esteem frazzled & frayed.
In danger she stayed.
Clueless friends with daily she played.
In my bed at night beside me his sickness laid.
To sell my *** so he could get paid.
Jan 23, 2015
Jan 23, 2015 at 1:45 AM UTC
they might even glow ,
glossy and slow
they sure will all know. and point you to blame,
the roach coach came and taught you the game.
lend me your lighter to make this flame brighter
heat up this fire and help you get higher,
you're mouth's a bit sticky I bet it taste's icky,
doe's it look white?. you'll sure be alright .,
nick name to the cotton dry mouth tastes like rotton,.
awh, don't say where you bought it or how you got it.
I will be busted and you,
just untrusted.....
jessica applegate
May 14, 2013
May 14, 2013 at 8:12 PM UTC
I was misguided by your love
tangled by your caress
which is sweet, anyways
opened the same door for years
cause I know what to find
how to find
where to find
behind the same door
paranoid with the trust
and the untrusted
hang in there for a moment
stuck and trapped
on the thing behind
you call it obsession
I call it devotion
I’m a custody behind bars
waiting to be punished for a long time more
and I’ll be there for whole my life
and this is not a threat
Aug 18, 2014
Aug 18, 2014 at 9:51 PM UTC
I reached into the night and touched the sky as a star fell heavy into this untrusted land. I caught it in my hand and it hit me at the speed of fright. I outstretched my palm to see this cradled light, this heat, it was a heart and I knew its hesitant beat through my bones. it was my own. Though it had blue eyes through which true beauty shone. Its red hair so fair and fine wasn't mine, it wasn't mine but it's song was the same, it had a name. By chance it did dance a delicate ballet into my soul. I knew instantly then that I was made whole and that scars could subside with the healing of wounds. This gift, this boon, was without end in this delicate friend. Who whispered softy as the doves and touched me with a love so clean that I knew I was walking in a waking dream.
Apr 29, 2012
Apr 29, 2012 at 7:38 AM UTC
*Can't they see I don't fit them?
Or do they just wanna prove how kind they are?
Like seriously?*
I'm sick and tired of all the in house drama,
I can't fake those smiles anymore.
I can't!
*But surely they can,
And will always do that.*
I bet they can survive without me,
And it's gonna be hard for me.
*But do I have a choice?
No.
The answer is NO.*
*What if I don't make that choice now,
Would it hurt?
Yes.*
Making a choice is truly a choice,
And I have no other but this.
*Faking a smile,
Faking a laughter,
Faking a friend,
Faking to be who I can't be.
Guess what, I'm done with them.
Like seriously done.*
Can't they just come,
And say,
"We don't need you",
I would readily walk away,
Without complaining.
"BEST FRIEND*", they tagged me,
Did they really mean it?
"We TRUST you", they said,
Did they really did?
"We NEED you", they told,
Did they really needed me?*
These questions still remain unanswered,
And the funny part is,
They are gonna remain unanswered for forever.
*"Stop!", I say to myself,
Stop being who you are not,
Stop being that rude to yourself,
Stop hurting yourself,
Stop.*
*And that's how she died,
With some unanswered questions in her head,
With that fake smile,
With that untrusted soul,
With the tag of fake Best Friend.*
With her soul which was pure, yet misunderstood.
Jan 19, 2016
Jan 19, 2016 at 8:32 AM UTC
Pride smiles while Envy laughs.
Subsides but does not last.
Contentment worthwhile.
Broken hearts shatter in half.
Misery mourns, crys, & dies.
Sobs our eyes rob.
Love his heart steals.
A fantasy is not real.
The date's last meal.
Uttering regretful words.
Believed & understood.
Undoubted & muted.
Disagreed & disputed.
Lies to confuse & offend.
No compassion or friends.
Disgusted & untrusted.
Abused & defiled.
Deceived & unstyled.
Ignored & not worthwhile.
Uncredited, feared, hated,
unsettled, ungeared, & debated.
Unpatience has waited.
Prostitutes will go anywhere, with anyone, at anytime, & do anything.
© Harmony Sapphire . All rights reserved,
Jan 11, 2015
Jan 11, 2015 at 1:58 AM UTC
The week beginning
The seventh of the tenth
Twenty thirteens from my final death
Wings clipped now, time is done
Madness has manifest
straight after sweet love
Scouring the undertow
dusky and dusted
I dream of the willow
pure yet untrusted
I envision a broken halo
charred, shattered and rusted;
utterly finished, diminshed
as if we have never lived
All this respect we had claimed and craved
Caught our fire and went up in frames of flames
And the lie that called us all to see
Eye to eye has fallen three degrees
So if you hear the sound of my voice again,
then know I'm three thirteens, awaiting death
Nov 4, 2013
Nov 4, 2013 at 2:59 PM UTC
Blood to bone
it doesn't matter
All you see
is what I'm not
I don't do drugs
I hardly ever drink
and when I do
It's only a sip or two
But those sips to you
is like a drink or two
I do what I tell you
and nothing more
I tell you my secrets
and all that
Plus much more
But that doesn't matter
no matter what I do
I'm untrusted
Even though you deny
Within your actions it's all true
-Mo
Apr 1, 2017
Apr 1, 2017 at 2:13 AM UTC
Forgive me...
I have "spoken wrong" again, been unjust with my words
Forgive me...
I have been eccentric, I haven't followed your personal ideals
Forgive me...
I am on a path to the other side, I am drinking
this "poison" down, it will be my own "undoing"
Forgive me...
Somehow these activities have been the grease
which lubricate the "devils wheels"
Forgive me...
I am underneath all "normalcy," I have seen things
that the children "should not ever see"
Forgive me...
There is a path I have tread upon that bares your mark,
I didn't see the mark before hand but "knew better"
Forgive me...
You are the one! You will show me the way, I am yours
to ****** upon all knowledge both right and wrong
Forgive me...
I will always be in your shadow, I am poor but still
I have "spoiled myself" with work that is lesser
~You will never say two simple words,
they are beyond your comprehension~
~You the "mature," "wise" old one with years of
learning and "pure" precision~
~I am always in your debt, you never need me,
I alone make the untrusted decision~
The two words you would never say are simple:
~I'm Sorry~
Mar 22, 2017
Mar 22, 2017 at 1:04 AM UTC
You who has shown me everything
in every way,
by blessing me with such love,
bestows me with knowledge of you
my love ...
My benevolent heart, and your gentle smile
makes me cry with joy, in our crowning city
that will spark the nocturnal flame.
You stand firm against my heart
what is cherished on this earth.
My eyes speak tongues like Saints
in accents of sweet
passion ...
Bit by bit my passion
your presence becomes a stairway
embodied by your image
that sealed my sacred adoration
within the true inspiring love ...
My time on earth will be bound with heaven
and its industry supreme wisdom
and power, the pleasing light
that passes through the portal of my soul
that brightens with your proud
towers of love ...
As I untrusted my heart to you...
Debbie Brooks 2014
Sep 11, 2014
Sep 11, 2014 at 6:05 PM UTC
I've heard the gossips you've spread
I am hurt with the words and all these tears
Spitting venom to spin on threads
For the secret was buried for many years
The truth you twisted, so now I am characterless
But truth has always won hearts over heartless
For every mouth that speaks, wrong against me
Will be ******* on their own venoms, you'll see
As for you, a shameless trusted friend
I've always favored you in your down time
Now all has come to an untrusted end
Your deeds are no less than a childish crime...
©sim
Sep 8, 2017
Sep 8, 2017 at 2:26 AM UTC
You let things fall through the cracks
Watch them slip away
Watch them float to the ocean floor
Words.
Lost words.
Last words.
Unsaid words.
Misplaced.
But gripping too tightly breaks things
Crushing memories
Crippling silence
Dust.
Holding on for longer than necessary
No wind is strong enough
No amount of time is still enough
No conversation lasted for long enough
I love you.
Not said enough.
Stay.
Unwired, untrusted
Unfinished, undone
Colour me foolish,
colour me blind.
Colour me foolish,
colour me blind.
Stories have been written about misfortune
Tales have been told about loss
But it didn't prepare me for this
No,
it didn't prepare me for this
Being irrevocably in love
and never knowing
never knowing
Too little; time
hours
days
words
memories. Too late; time
hours
days
words
memories.
Are you even listening?
Did you ever pay attention?
"I could never leave you...
I'm so sorry..."
"I love you..."
The end.
The end.
The end.
The end.
Jun 17, 2015
Jun 17, 2015 at 4:33 AM UTC
Powerful you are and Almighty is your name;
Heaven being your dwelling place
And earth thy creation.
Since my childhood, I’ve heard of you
As savior, mighty, redeemer and everlasting
I thought all those shall come to pass
As days fade away and time goes.
I believed there’s an end to everything
But none of my thoughts were true.
Only because…
You are the unchanging changer;
The uncreated creator;
The unseen seer; and
The untrusted trust.
My childhood days are over
And you’re still called Jehovah
You’re nature’s antonym
When days becomes nights and darker;
Instead of being powerless and older
Amazingly that’s when you become powerful and bolder.
For your constant nature O’ God,
Almighty God still suits you well even today.
Sep 25, 2016
Sep 25, 2016 at 11:09 PM UTC
I'm dying inside.
My soul inside is dimming
Other entities ride me like a motorbike.
Out and made an example of for all of mankind.No pride.
Crashing my soul into a brick wall.
I have too much physical and mental pain
To keep pretending
with all of my strength
Not to fall.
The dark people
who bash you about like Raggedy Andy
Deny their acts
You feel untrusted and crazy.
A "toy" that is sweet, to them, like "Candy."
I cannot prove my worth to deaf ears
Nor blind eyes
I pay my dues
Who knows how to silence these fears?
I want to run.
No way to go.
I wish to end it and fly into the Heavens
No bravery to finish what my mother started.
Am I lazy for needing to rest?
Or am I destined to be the failed "dearly departed?"
Mar 13, 2019
Mar 13, 2019 at 8:23 PM UTC