"xin" poems
Ignored by a thought
I thought if I ignored him and
his request for spare change
his plight would fade away
And his face would fail my memory
I thought the night was differently quiet
Interrupted by clench of teeth,
****** holes and malice of man
Gun shot, pain, and the victim of a plan
I thought if I ignored the wound
The dream would change moods
The blood drop would be love knots
And the victim would be you
I thought if I ignored the flash of life
Mine would be spared
That the death to come would flee me
And instead you would be here
I thought of ignoring my persistence
And give in to the dark void
But then I thought of loving you
And fought to stay relevant
I thought of a lot of things
But never to give him the change in my pockets
Now I'm a prayer and a fading thought
Ignored by the passing crowd
A layer on the cake walk
An after note on your brow.....(Cont.)
Xin
Oct 22, 2012
Oct 22, 2012 at 8:18 PM UTC
He gives life
At that instant he takes your innocence
Born into sin
He gives hope
And in return takes away your faith in humanity
They say your born free
He gave us the power of choice
But takes our ability to deal with Its consequences
Gives us the love
Allowing he or she to take our breath away
Then give us the strain and tribulations
While taking our patience and tolerance
Yet our trust he demand
He gives us strength and confidence
All while stealing our youth
And leaving a bigger number at the end of every year
What good is wisdom if its carrying the baggage of age
What good is ambition if the goal is leaves you crippled
He gives us challenges that inevitably take our humility
He gives us beauty and talent
And in an instant takes our hair, teeth, and skin
But leaves us with wrinkles and bad posture and the hope to remain relevant
He gives us vanity and punish us the above mentioned
Gives us dream and sleepless nights
Let's us take chances but what is chance in a predestined existence?
Though we create art, music, literature, and monuments
He takes credit for its inspiration and crumbles what isn't in his tribute
Give homage or else
And no true artist is never prime unless there gone and buried
He gives mercy in the form ******
And his miracle usually means escaping his wrath
Guess I'm ******* Hudini in his eyes
He gave us the vastness of the universe to gaze and only gave us a grain of sand to inhabit on his cosmic infinite beach
Gives you a soul and let's you promise it to someone you love then betray that promise repeatedly by demanding its salvation in the end
Give you the end too soon after the beginning fades away
Takes advantage of your ego and feeds it temptation
Gives you indulgence to punish your self with
Then when all life concludes leaves you and your loved ones with what you were the day before your inception and the day after death
Nothing
So what is it you want me to praise you for?
Guess we'll discuss it if you ever catch us.
-XIN-
Oct 22, 2012
Oct 22, 2012 at 10:01 PM UTC
Love. its pursuit
Its capture
Love and its intent
I'm thankful for its rapture
Its warmth from a friend
Its passion from a lover
Its protection from the family
For it I am thankful.
Xin
Happy thanksgiving
Oct 22, 2012
Oct 22, 2012 at 11:40 PM UTC
Bedtime Villain
Cater to your need
Predator
Stalking to tease
Needing your pieces
pleading
Tasting your creases
Seeding you
Feeding your weakness
Inches seem endless
Clichés say breathless
While clenching tear the sheets
Tongues touch toes
Fingers pierce holes
Singing lyrics with moans
I alone seek your big O.
I take you and I make u
I thrash u and bath u
I hate u with love
like **** I intrude
Though consent we agreed upon
You struggle but no escape can be seen
Till I'm done in between, and have
Used every tool
From Face, protruding mounds from the waist
Hands, legs, embraces, and beggars pledge
I want you so bad
Its like death when denied
To live in you
Is like death when it ends
To have your flesh
Is the best death
-Xin-
Oct 23, 2012
Oct 23, 2012 at 1:02 PM UTC
The Equestrian
When we met
We could and would
Have a sunday brunch
We ate **** word appetizers
Before eruptions of love for our main course
We conversed about ecstasy
And drank tall glasses of progeny
And picked morsels of fantasy
Passed on the dessert
Enough sweetness in wetness
Salivate like rabid wolves
Over the thought that
your body brings me deepness
I guess I'm in depth
She straddles my imagination
I saddled her provocation
Learn the speed at which her mind gallops
While
We share our addictions
Compare our afflictions
Only to conclude we're of the same breed
An option I could of
If only I would of
But knowing I should of
Cause the timing is never right
Not all heros ride into the sunset
Not all villains would meet there demise
Xin
Oct 22, 2012
Oct 22, 2012 at 8:34 PM UTC
Language
Language in it self seems to be wasted on fast indulgence. When we take our time and convey our meaning to one another its so powerful. Love me with word like you do with your body and that kind of unity make the most precious stone seem worthless in comparison.
Language is in our day to day movements. Its in the contact we make. Arms, when placed around another can mean so much more than a hug. An embrace can convey the wealth of emotions to a very missed person or the contempt you feel for a casual acquaintance.
The language in the eyes alone can paralyze the most stubborn soul. To gaze all day into ones baby blues, or turn tail and run from a hellish scowl is a whim I welcome with worthy depth. Erase my comfort and talk some more.
Speak to me a little more
to be continued of course.
Xin
Oct 22, 2012
Oct 22, 2012 at 11:04 PM UTC
Monday Blues
I wish today displayed its jealousy of tomorrow
Wish it bullied its way in and
Announced it would never leave
I wish tomorrow slumbered
And had no interest in the dawn
Wish today would slow its stride
And hide its exhaustion with a big smile
Wish tomorrow didn't come so fast
Cuz now today is its name
And today was yesterday
A moment I want to relive.
XIN
Oct 22, 2012
Oct 22, 2012 at 8:30 PM UTC
2 addicts in conversation
I've always said the act of love itself from unrequited to world wind is a drug that claims more addicts than all narcotics combine. From the rush to the withdrawals. tears and anticipation to the eruption of having it taken from you. This love drug leaves you a fiend even if you've never participated in its consumption, you pursue, hunt, track and lose your mind for the slimmest of chance in its acquisitions.
Let's take a hit together now and forever. As friends, lovers, partners, and unify.
I feel you! I hear you! Where siblings of the same needle in its lust and retrieval.
-xin-
Oct 22, 2012
Oct 22, 2012 at 11:18 PM UTC
LIMBO
There is a perch above the earth,
That some reside
Not quite as high as the sunrise
But just beneath the cool of the night sky
I deny that I feel envy to those above I
But I do imply that my mind sometimes
Fantasize of tippy toed extensions
Squinting eyes and hands high to the heavens as
I grasp at the precipice thrilled at the benefits
That awaits an individual such as me
A monumental moment most men may miss
Due to the maleficent molded macho make
Of there guarded guile jilted while stilted
Elevation of ones own ego
But we know it’s a heavy task
To wear that mask when
Peaking up at that perch
Only makes your neck hurt
But the toll to reach that elevated road
Is as simple as letting her know
You’d rather be home
Just you two alone
Two heads on one pillow
Curtains drawn and windows closed
Night till dawn with flesh exposed
Just three words to let her know
“Ascend with me”
Then of you’ll go
And that my love, is the space above
Atop the night but below the sun
That I seek to reach once you get home
Love XIN
Oct 22, 2012
Oct 22, 2012 at 8:26 PM UTC
Lol Failure
Too much time to change your mind on the way down. Plus your scared of heights
Bandages and shoe laces stop that **** hide it with tattoos on the wrist
Too violent, big mess, GSW fail now a vegetable and someone's burden
A lynching? Quit it! KKK gets no favors
Peace and quiet in the car, garage door closed. Then your favorite song comes on. Took too long after all. Don't you drive a prius?
Like you don't know how to swim. Sharks don't live in lakes
Nissan, lexus, most new GMC all have auto detection braking. Get back on the side walk dummy.
Too high of a tolerance you druggy and every Corner has an ER. Now your on the list with diarrhea
Police knows the world is watching they'll pepper spray before they draw now. Now your blind and got your *** whipped with a. Night stick
Honey? Bears? Really?
Circuit breakers homie! Now you have soggy toast.
Smile and shovel the pastries maybe you'll get lucky and cholesterol will stop ya.
Insensitive? Yes,but none the less,
Guess That's my LOL Failure.
-Xin-
Sep 28, 2014
Sep 28, 2014 at 12:02 PM UTC
How does it move away?
Does it pack up what is racked up
Heading for the horizon and simply fade?
How does it walk away?
Does it stomp with every step as it squash whatever's left
Like footprints in the sand lost to the waves?
How does it stay away?
Does it rotate slowly with frustration, lamenting your suspicions
Frustrating you, festering and pestering,then it wanes
Till darkness blankets your brain?
How does it slip away?
Does it go unnoticed for days then weeks,
Wondering from the sunrise till the flickering of the lights in the streets
Insisting,persistent,yet resisted then dismissed,
Offering random handouts like a dog begging for scraps
Running and hiding, punished for trying then eventually dying
To an eventual parting of ways
What makes a Solid Bond struggle to maintain?
What makes it strong and easy to depend on?
XIN
Oct 22, 2012
Oct 22, 2012 at 11:39 PM UTC
Its just ink.
Though I lay it down
They say I lay it down
From the depth of my inner
To the facade of my smile
Matters not if in the end its just ink
From the thick of its grip
No gripe that it fits
Its said I laid it down
God knows I ache from its motion
But crushed I am that in the end its just ink
I think of all the glamour
Inhale every scent she wears
Tear apart my heart to get the darkest crimson
Mix it in the well, they say I's lays it down
Brand it in my skin. But to her its just ink
Its a link, a moment of some progress
The greatest of our progress.
She said I laid it down, but we both shared the crown
And though just a granule on the shore
An annual creed of "Adore", not sure
Why its just ink
We watched the moon sink behind violent waters
Every night from the window, broken clouds soar with loud hues of pink and purple
Not every moment is a high hurdle to scale, its why the pen sets sail,ill will, I lay that down
Good moments are grand ones, so why those ascribed only known as just ink?
Just think.
A past where ballads were written on the battle fields
Pledge our allegiance now to a flag that waved under duress
Love stands grander a chance by that test
A scream is like cannons while a tear is like bullets
Hit the page and leave holes. I bared arms now I lay them down. These wounds no longer just ink.
-Xin-
Sep 28, 2014
Sep 28, 2014 at 11:32 AM UTC
I figure this to be
The sanctuary
Build from the ash and debris
Of past storms and unhealthy tendencies
A folk lore
Just short of a mystery
The list is infinite
But the bottom of the page is clear to me
I focus my point
Trying to stay on target but I miss easily
Dreaming of clouds and celestial cuisines, heavenly
Close my eyes and jump from outer space
Screaming as if it will cushion the fall from grace
Tearing apart on impact, what's left?
My complacency, complexity, impurities, the real me?
They way down is way down
How long a fall? Just way down
I'll aim for that hay pile
Like a middle era hero with a pale cowl (Altaïr Ibn-La'Ahad reference)
Falling feels like sinking
The weight in my gut persist to expel itself
In my panic I'm thinking
"I wish gravity would give up
I'm 500 feet from the pavement
15 seconds till impact
If this is my dream the wings will be there
And I'll soar away just before I hit the floor
I close my eyes and begin to squeeze
Visualizing the emergence of these beautiful wings
I open my eyes
I can see the cracks on the side walk and lines on the street
10 feet from the ground ready to take off then like a dream I .............(Loud Thud!!!!!!)
Ouch!!
-Xin-
Oct 22, 2012
Oct 22, 2012 at 11:42 PM UTC
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Oct 25, 2018
Oct 25, 2018 at 6:30 PM UTC
I doubt the words on the page, correctly portrays, the images of the hand that wrote them.
Silent lips
Deaf ears, and
Blind eyes are
The merit of the creator as
He namelessly transmits his
Inner thoughts to his outer audience
My pen does not move for your applause
It moves for your focus
The thought pattern in this movement
Is more, and less, of my faceless existence
I can listen to what you want me to hear
But that doesn't mean that I am there, for that reason
I am a giver of many words and
A taker of many woes
I promise I could never fit a profile
The words I write are chameleon
They change to what you believe they say
The body I possess is chameleon
It changes to fit whatever pleasures you extract
No matter the length of time you stare
No matter how close you get
You will never find me.
XIN
Oct 22, 2012
Oct 22, 2012 at 8:14 PM UTC
...1
Oh Middle Kingdom! Forbidden kingdom! Middle Earth!
The In-between
and Afterward, Within and Outside
this world's physical berths
Spirit realm and beyond the Further
Oh Heavenly and Cosmic
Mother/Father,
Imperial ruler of All creation
All us living,
Oh where are you?!
Ohm
Middle Kingdom, Forbidden Kingdom,
Goddess Love / God my King?
I am your word your fire your son
Awaiting for kingdom come
Our Universe of infinite Light
and Peace
not yet begun,
Oh kingdom! All that is One!
Life is yours and all below the stars
belongs to none and only you and yours!
Oh middle kingdom, oh middle earth!
Reclaim what was, is and further more
all of time, all of Truth
upon this shore and beneath this sky
we belong within your Light!
Oh Kingdom! Oh Heaven!
OHM Shambala Oh!
Ohm Valhalla Oh!
Ohm Forever Oh!
___________________________________
...2
Ohm Shambala!
in shambles
Shangri La contained
conquered by fists
ample weight
of walls of stones
another wonder
on hill of bone
Tourists and their Sherpas
'Tch 'Tch lost histories
when once
cloud city and magic
was laughter on the chicory
and wind
Oh peaceful wisdoms
my middle kingdom hence
rescinds to lifeless
beige and damning Greys
it appears it feels
like Hell ever since
The halls are unremembered ways
empty of God's good love
or wonder light of Day...
Oh Middle Kingdom!
Ohm Shambala!
Xin Nian Quai Le!
(You're a beautiful day!)
Apr 15, 2016
Apr 15, 2016 at 10:11 PM UTC
Peccato Sottile
Touch when you meet
Lost emotions, gave that drought
Rain down in anger, bring it out, show it about
Steal a kiss, sooth the beast, tease its flesh to peace
Sweat away the dusk, lay awake brave the dawn
Reflect on the night in your pond
Such is a sweet treat
-XIN-
Oct 22, 2012
Oct 22, 2012 at 11:33 PM UTC
What they say
The morning was long
My eyes fixed to the ceiling
Sound of cars, sound of rain, and solitude
Alone with my thought, and the grim feeling
A cold bed is pitiful
That's what they say
Mundane, tedious, routine
Brush then rinse, splash then finish
Drink a little eat and get dressed
My hunger diminished
A lonely house isn't a home
That's what they say
Took a stroll to the lake and sat
Waited for excitement to find me
Saw the people walking by and said nothing
Shy in my skin with my thoughts behind me
Don't let things pass you by
That's what they say
Wrote a love note to you
And a fair well page to the rest
Climbed the majestic oak for a view
Placed the rope around my neck
Didn't see that coming
That's what they'll say.
-XIN-
Oct 22, 2012
Oct 22, 2012 at 11:50 PM UTC
An Addicts Song
Mid flight
Through life
I soar, I fight
Claw scratch and bite
Rob, steal, wheel and deal
All for the hush
The calm then rush
Just a touch is all I need
Not much
I fiend, itch and need
Just a bit, not much
No greed, but a hit
Will make it right
Tremble, and plead,
A taste, a shot,
Can I have it or not
I sweat from withdrawal
Feverish for it
I need that ****
Addicted to it
I need that ****
Rubbing my arms
Patting my veins
Its absences makes me insane
I lust for
Give it to me
I want more
Give it to me
I find myself wondering
Can I have yours?
LOVE
-Xin-
Oct 22, 2012
Oct 22, 2012 at 9:51 PM UTC
Say the words play the game
Improvise, adapt, and they do the same
Change your stance and set the pace
They scoff, then cheer, then imitate
You build your walls, and obscure your view
They hunt and peck, gathering debris on you
You run, and withdraw, end it, and stay sane
They say you've changed and no longer say your name
Xin
Oct 22, 2012
Oct 22, 2012 at 11:28 PM UTC
@ alexismeighan
Twitter Poem
I get 140 to relay the day
112 now to start the fire
86 steps to say hello now
60 to lift and inspire
37 to go
28 more
7 is a twitter poem
-Xin-
Nov 11, 2012
Nov 11, 2012 at 3:36 PM UTC
2 addicts in conversation
I've always said the act of love itself from unrequited to world wind is a drug that claims more addicts than all narcotics combine. From the rush to the withdrawals. tears and anticipation to the eruption of having it taken from you. This love drug leaves you a fiend even if you've never participated in its consumption, you pursue, hunt, track and lose your mind for the slimmest of chance in its acquisitions.
Let's take a hit together now and forever. As friends, lovers, partners, and unify.
I feel you! I hear you! Where siblings of the same needle in its lust and retrieval.
-xin-
Sep 28, 2014
Sep 28, 2014 at 2:58 PM UTC
Sometimes they soar
with out leaving the ground
Hold back pain and tears
even when no ones around
They always seemed super human
even when standing still
Some even reach the top
Even when life stole their will
Often there absence
But for some replace by a perfect model
Some became legendary
While others sank to the bottom
Who ever you are dad, father, or role model
Keep it up For the rest that aren't there
Well there's always next year
Xin & Alexis
Oct 22, 2012
Oct 22, 2012 at 9:57 PM UTC
Manimal
Instinct that breaths with method
Ravage when starved and savage like its lesson
It dreams of its feast
While gorging every piece
Flavor unfulfill
XIN
(Muse furnished by "B")
Friday at 11:07pm
Oct 22, 2012
Oct 22, 2012 at 8:27 PM UTC
Ever seen
Ever been
Ever played for a team
Ever day dream
Ever stall
Ever fall
Ever fail
Ever bawl
Ever believe
Ever dream
Ever seen the edge
Ever jump
You will if you've
Ever light a candle and leave the door unlocked
Ever ascend with the one you lay with
Ever lay with the one you play with
Ever play your song for the one you dream of
You won't if you've
Never jump
Never seen the edge
Never dream
Never believe
Never bawl
Never fail
Never fall
Never stall
Never day dream
Never played for a team
Never been
Never seen
-Alexis J. Meighan-
&
-Xin-
Oct 22, 2012
Oct 22, 2012 at 8:15 PM UTC