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Vino Venitas Poem
Her dreams crashed on the shore of reality
Her ambitions lay covered in the blanket of misery
Life has stolen a piece from her
And left without saying as much as a word
Time heals wounds but what about dreams
Her scars run deeper than my imagination can explain
She holds a suicidal amount of unreleased pain
But her screams will not be heard
Her giving up has never occurred
Her bravery has slain dragons in ages past
Her courage has pushed forth soldiers fighting for freedom
Her attitude has broken through diabolical spells cast
Its her motivation that allowed the tyranny of oppression to become undone
She stands tall, as life tries to break her down
But with every punch with every pound
She never shows where it hurts
She never complains about her tears
She never breaks the glass of valor
Tales will be spun, for she is what makes it all possible
Everything breaks down in time
But her shattered pieces of dreams are nowhere to be found
She picked them all up and placed them somewhere to never make a sound
For dreams are ambitions that have lost their drive
But she miraculously manages to keep them alive
Shattered, broken, unhinged, damaged to the very core
Unable to walk on clouds no longer able to soar
She is now an angel with clipped wings
A dancer with no ankles, a story with no end
She has been through the darkest of pits
She has wormed through the narrowest of slits
Cut, bruised, beaten … life gave it it’s all
But she is wonderful because through it all
I would have broken down, and yet she smiles
So for that I wanted to say thank you
Copyright © Vino Venitas | Year Posted 2012
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Vino Venitas Poem
Words elevated to a dazzling height
Silently answering perfections plight
Love strung together to make a sentence
Hate molded to become a pen
Time yields to patience
Rage bows to zen
Transcending a mind
A unique voyage just to find
That my pain is not my own
The dark is not for me to own
A star sits in a dark corner weeping
Its light flickering, its tears beckoning
Waiting to be rekindled, be reborn
Its essence weakened, its passion torn
Unable to help, my flame long since extinguished
But her whispering screams need to be relinquished
My history a possible remedy to her heart breaking agony
So I slowly open scars I closed indefinitely
I bleed memories and thoughts, hoping her tears will stop
Synchronized … as her tears and my blood drops
For every memory, a tear is traded, for every thought the corners of her mouth move up a inch
The darkness recedes as her light increases
Her tears slowly transform into pieces, pieces of poetry
Convincingly showing my blood a forgotten beauty
… I smile …
Sometimes the dark holds a star waiting to soar
People see it as scary, but the dark, yes the dark has so much more
Copyright © Vino Venitas | Year Posted 2011
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Vino Venitas Poem
It’s scary how my reflection stares me dead in my eyes
Truth takes first place as my face dismisses all lies
No use to lie to the mirror as it has never did that to me
As I move he moves but only my side whispers am I crazy
Every blink reveals flaw once hidden by my ego
Every muscle within my jaw seems to want me to know
That I am what I am nothing more and nothing less
A reflection of my past an attitude of no stress
Screams inside my head collect themselves in my image
Distorting my display I bow my head to my own image
Perfection is a word placed on a throne of stars
Again I look into my own eyes … I now see my emotional scars
I ask what is wrong with you and my echo repeats itself
So the question is asked and asked as I answer it myself
Nothing I just miss what we could have been and what I could look at
But as that has been said the mirror silently looks back
No we both stand still in a place dipped in silence
Silently silencing my hearts raging violence
Cause with all the time I spent looking at you
It became painfully clear to what I must do
Accept that it is what it is and it will be what it will be
Or to put it in my own words I will just be me
So now all the dots connect and seem to be linking
Will I change myself or is this just wishful thinking
Copyright © Vino Venitas | Year Posted 2012
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Vino Venitas Poem
The sky never really seemed to break up
The sun never wanted to show up
The innocence of a sentence is lost as soon as it is tossed
In the pit from which I speak, I am far from weak
But strong I’m not, determination I got but I have weak spot
It is intertwined with emotion a friendly potion from which I sip
After which I forget that friendship is a remedy for lonely
But for me the cure is absolutely unnecessary
Nevertheless, I got to keep moving forward
Because she loves me she needs me but honestly it’s scary
The way she depends on me loves me unconditionally
Forgives my faults even though she keeps complaining
At times I don’t pay attention to what it is she is saying
Because I know, that no matter how slow
We will once again grow past this nonsense
Our fight will be past tense and we will utter a white flag sentence
I love you, yeah I love you too
And I say it, and I know I do
But not to the extent to where she dwells
She actually visits hell, when I forget to kiss her goodnight
Forget to call her, or tell her I miss her, all these reasons could be cause for a fight
She firmly believes that my time is best spend with her
Any other logic will not occur, nor concur
So I sit
To conjure up a strategy, a fantasy to romantically sweep her off her feet
Place my finger on her lips, don’t speak, but bask in the ambiance
Let yourself get carried away, by white wings attached to a display
Omitted by words I can’t say so as I sit I think this is OK
But all these thoughts are for naught because not a single flower has been bought
Not a single kiss has been brought to her lips that would tantalize her spine
To let her know that she is mine
So now I have lost her as well
And now I find myself in hell
Nevertheless, I got to keep moving forward
Because the present moves with a pace that will deface
Any case brought before it posthaste
Be it future or past it will cast a spell so enticing
Any hope I had will sing a song of defeat
My heart is weak, but my mind is strong
My actions are righteous my words are wrong
A walking contradiction a cause with no conviction
An elaborate fantasy lacking fiction
I can see why they do not want me
Could be my honesty or just my insanity
I’m withholding a message cause I know you’re not listening
You hear the words but you’re not listening
This is for the world to see
How twisted it has made me
Nevertheless, I got to keep moving forward
So I will
Copyright © Vino Venitas | Year Posted 2012
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Vino Venitas Poem
She moved my pen and made it dance the tango
She spoke to my restrictions and whispered let go
Unknowingly she gracefully inspired me
Igniting a passion gently yet forcefully
No wall could withstand her might
No corner could escape her sight
She motivated me
Reflections of history shimmer through her glance
Our drive intertwined until it was declared to be a romance
This is our world
We speak through words unknown
We have dialogues with sentences unspoken
We leave common sense twisted and normal broken
My dark wants her in, my light wants her to win
My ego wants to overcome, my compassion whispers my time is done
She motivated me
Her words painted a picture on a canvas stolen from angels
Her style made books close themselves
And she … has the audacity to tell me that I am on equal footing
But mere numbers clarify for me that she is lying
But who cares … SHE motivated me
An occurrence, a miracle, a wonder an event only reserved for a few
But this is what geniuses do
They inspire to create, they leave you in a state of awe
And while certain lines will punch your jaw
A real genius leaves you seated in a chair of dumbfounded
And this is what she does to me …
She motivated me
So when my work exceeds the boundaries of reality
When my words bring gods to their knees to plea
When my pieces make the sky crumble
When my sentences dim the stars
When my titles are written with clouds
Tell the next generation it was not my fault
It was her
Copyright © Vino Venitas | Year Posted 2012
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Vino Venitas Poem
Within beauty and serenity
I have found an entity enveloped in sanity
Each movement depicting bliss
Every sentiment more gentle than an Angelic kiss
Footsteps smothered in a calm fragrance
Tone of voice containing limitless patience
Words become pictures depicted so vivid
My interest and devotion I will give it
Slowly realizing the foundation of this fantastic emotion
Is leading me like a stream to an ocean
Full conversations without words spoken
Healed and replenished a life once so broken
Found peace in commotion that used to drive me crazy
I can honestly say I’m happy to believe in me
Cause that is what pushed me to this place
I’m me and I love me so I will stay in this place
Copyright © Vino Venitas | Year Posted 2012
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