"withold" poems
my heart wants to break
but the muscles won’t allow it
the muscles that i made
with my cells
not that i mean to take credit
but when did my body
start using its secret messages
to betray and withold emotion from me
my heart wants to break
but it can’t
how much longer until
my body’s electricites
travel and tire of this
constant need (want?) to fall
apart
Jul 20, 2012
Jul 20, 2012 at 3:55 PM UTC
in the feeble shadow
cast by the cherry tree
the depression of you
still sleeps in the grass
after all these years...
you fell asleep next to me
and i stole glances of your kind face
for the longest time...
i understood the secrets
you tried to withold
beautiful secrets
now they are a part of me
forever
i am haunted by your breathing
your head against my shoulder
in the shadow
cast by the old cherry tree
blossoms caressing the sanctuary
where your body once slept
next to mine
Without you
i am but a shadow
Apr 23, 2014
Apr 23, 2014 at 12:15 AM UTC
The repetitive sunset strikes again,
Seeking to withold all the power from within.
Striking without pity,
It beholds the truth silently through its benevolent fiery.
Yet alone it will not taunt,
As it requires an army to persuade its almighty flaunt.
One alone may not fight this war,
As the sunset will strike again and dissipate the power from afar.
Exacerbating all its forces upon the person,
Igniting a flame so passionately fortressed.
Vengeance may arise to the unforeseen eye,
Subtlety making its way through barriers once denied.
All throughout the tenacious journey,
One will realize the reality in obscurity.
Elucidating the truth as it becomes prevalently set.
One will wake up and become the sunset that was once a threat.
By: Michael M. De La Fuente
May 25, 2014
May 25, 2014 at 6:58 PM UTC
He comes at night
When all is sound asleep and tight
When darkness overcome the light
Its announcing His arrival
At first his shadow can be seen
When you are lost in magic dreams
Its He who"s presence in moonlight gleams
Bringing forth fear in flight
Silently without motion
He calls upon your inner notion
And with a lift of just His finger
Dark thoughts and fear that lingers
Is called upon to life
His main ambition is with submission
And purposely driven
To darken dreams into oblivion
As nightmares enters your subconscious
He walks away from no man
The excecution of His plan
To silently disturb your slumber
And overcome with fear to numb
Your magic fantasies
His power overwhelms all men
Its He who smite your nights wonder
And whilst He smiles -upon He ponder
How terrified you be
And in your realm of sleep
He locks your dreams to keep
With nightmares you are burdened
Till morning light will creep
And you awake from sleep
Fear is what His nightmares feed
And where faith guards not your own belief
He grows a little stronger
Till when peace withold Him no longer
And Truth become weak
He waits to rule as dark leader
At night when all"s asleep
So say your prayers
Before you close your eyes
And hold hope tight within your heart
So that He will have to skip
Your dreams He then can't keep
With fear and with lies
At night
Before sunrise
Jan 17, 2013
Jan 17, 2013 at 4:01 PM UTC
I am but a shell
What's inside you cannot tell
I am simply ordinary
Inner beauty quite contrary
To the previous remark
You view me as quote "stark"
In my mind you're bleak and dreary
Still I believe within you deary
Is an acute flicker of light
Just waiting to ignite
A thousand possibilities
Across the endless seven seas
If only you could invision
A world outside the television
A place within yourself
Imagination on the shelf
Dust it off and change perspectives
See how another being lives
Not in your head but in theirs
Though you'll grow tired climbing stairs
Reaching for the tip top of perfection
Praying for some form of protection
Against the vibrance within the soul
Colored red, orange, blue, pink, gold
But see no one out there knows
That inside us all it glows
We want our true colors out
Yet withold them with such doubt
Yes, I am but a shell.
But, tell me...aren't you as well?
Apr 23, 2014
Apr 23, 2014 at 10:12 PM UTC
Four moons rose tonight.
Each one bad.
A ****** tetrad.
I looked for stars
But Mars look alikes
blocked my search.
And as I watch on,
it dawned on me.
This life, is null and void.
Soon to be destroy,
just look at the four moons.
A prophecy foretold.
Hypocrisy withold.
Fate and Death entwined.
Mankind's breaths abates.
Slowly but surely.
Prematurely.
Then nothing.
But I remember,
ex nihilo nihil fit
Not all prophecy,
are destined to come true.
So I questioned everything.
Knowing that nothing can come from nothing.
Dec 13, 2014
Dec 13, 2014 at 9:50 PM UTC
Everything touches every other,
Nothing stays safe in itself;
The ghost moans his fate was unchosen,
The captain, his enemy's stealth.
Fate doesn't rewind in the darkness,
Day doesn't withold it's surprise,
Birth doesn't await our 'hello',
Death doesn't hold out for 'goodbye'.
In the mirror, behold your opposite:
The antagonist of all that you do.
His left your right, his day your night;
Whatever you think, he sees through.
On the ground, stretches out your shadow,
Who follows you through thick and thin:
They'll bury you one day, and he'll go away
And not count it as loss or win.
Sep 14, 2010
Sep 14, 2010 at 5:55 PM UTC
As I lay in bed I wonder, I lust, I daydream, I love, I try, I fade
It's my little world, the escape from reality
The mere concept of it fascinates me a perfect world
Each of us design one in our heads at a point in our lives
And once we dream of it, we will continue to exalt it
Thinking, thinking, thinking, thinking
We sometimes withold brilliant ideas, concepts, love, fear, lust
We close some doors without even noticing
And then comes the doubt of what could have been
Jul 14, 2016
Jul 14, 2016 at 9:23 PM UTC
The open gates tell me I must stay
or be devoured by the lightning ray
The flowers do sprout in the springs of May
only to dwell by the end of the day
Why did you take a different turn
in hopes of getting back?
Headed to the point of no return,
you've bleached the mirthful black
I can't keep up with your speedy pace
that's blinded by beauty, salvaged by grace
There's only so much that I could erase
the only exception is your face
On shallow waters, you've hidden something
whereas every ship mysteriously sank
Spheres will always withold a 'something'
For now I see, it's not as blank.
Nov 26, 2017
Nov 26, 2017 at 1:04 AM UTC
#051416
With no words in my heart,
You became the cure of my entity.
And how could I,
a man out of nothing,
a man brought out of shame,
of guilt and pride;
How could I, not give you praise?
How I could I withold freedom
For my long lost soul?
Tell me how.
Why?
Why I'm so still
in pouring out these tears?
Why can't I go to bring to You
the glory that You deserve?
Why death felt secured
on bringing itself to me?
Please tell me, why?
I am to choose between two lanes
Of black and white,
Of greater Light and lesser Darkness.
And I no longer should linger
On the multi-shades of gray,
The color of my past
That disgusting disguise,
That trail of disobedience,
That habitual sin of impurification.
Yes, I will choose.
I am tired,
Tired of resisting the pull of trigger
To finally hold me to eternity,
Yet eternity would meant darkness
If I'd live in and out of that cell in crypt.
I became tired.
I would never find an ending full of laughters,
But of fraud, lies, despise and insult.
I would never find peace of the true North
For once, I preferred the three confusing routes.
So, never is a beginning.
I am healed.
Healing came in to my life,
My wounds were painted with crystal-clear blots,
Of red as stains, a heartbeat of a child.
I paused for a moment
Until moments were brought to halt.
My injury is pain itself,
Yes, it's painful but eyes were so gentle
To screenshot the emerging revival.
Death is cured.
May 14, 2016
May 14, 2016 at 10:28 PM UTC
I sit in the crowded lecture hall,
Surrounded by faces, not talking at all.
I try to blend in, to fit the mold,
But inside, I feel so withold.
I came here to learn and grow,
To find my place, to let my soul flow.
But as I listen to the professor speak,
I feel so lost, so weak.
I crave a place where I belong,
Where I can be myself, and sing my own song.
But until then, I'll keep on trying,
Hoping one day, I'll stop denying.
For though I may feel misplaced,
I know I am loved and embraced,
By those who care, and by the stars above,
Guiding me with endless love.
Dec 20, 2022
Dec 20, 2022 at 5:50 PM UTC
Ive come to face my insecurities
No one will use them again against me
Ive walked the path of selfhate
Ive looked at my once pitifull reflect
And ive grown from them
I have come to accept
No longer will my power
Be taken again from me
By those whom show no sympathy
I was once drenched in regret
I had been confronted by it
Yet now i proclaim
That i need no pity
Nor fake empathy
I have become the very essence
I thought i would never be
Now i hold my cards
I decide what i play and
What i withold
And ive learned to not
Give myself away anymore
The one whom will bare the shame
Wont be me after all
I have been reborn
I have made my peace
These chains once strong
Cannot bind me again
I have heard the call:
Be steadfast and at ease
Do not settle for being defeat
Now you have received
The gift of being set free-
No one nor nothing will get to me
I have embraced with self acceptance
I have welcomed and deflect my
Faults and shortcomings
I have become the victor
Discarded the victim mentality
Revenge is when you do
What youve planned
Despite setbacks
Only i have the power
Over how much i let be
And this is my warrior outcry
I will triumph
And
Succeed
Oct 15, 2021
Oct 15, 2021 at 12:03 PM UTC
How can Kindness be given
If i show none on my own
How can Help be lend to me
If i withold Help from someone
How can I be blessed
When i am not blessing someone?
Because God loved me First
And i am not Alone
How can i have Faith
When i dont give Faith away
How can i live
If i deny Life from others
And how can I ask
When i wont give?
Because been Loved means
To love another in return
How can I pray
When i wont kneel down
How can I receive
When my heart fills with doubt
And how can I say
I love You God with my heart
Because Im only me
And God has seen in my Heart
Yes im only me
And God knew it from the start
Jun 8, 2015
Jun 8, 2015 at 1:36 PM UTC
Deep down diving darkness drains the death of the dawn.
Inside its insidious inferno his child chants the chains.
All aware the awoken, head its hell and heart.
For frozen facts have fallen and frail fractures have formed
End the everlasting era of elaborating electronic evolution and withold the wall of woven worlds
Trees and tracks have traced its meaning and tried to trust the truth once more
Hell on earth will withold
Jan 26, 2020
Jan 26, 2020 at 10:50 PM UTC
Despite the facts this is about you and
me
Despite the way it happened; came to
be
I promise you im here for you; never
Leave
A love for you A round of applause for
Us
Not a single reason to withold my
Trust
Jul 30, 2018
Jul 30, 2018 at 12:43 PM UTC