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My Words

Burn upon my heart 
Your words of venom 
Lash upon my soul 
Your thoughts of ice 
Stab upon my mind 
Your emotions of chaos 
  
My pen flows from chaos 
Controlled ink of the heart 
My parchment sliced from my mind 
Untouchable by mortal venom 
My warmth to thaw your ice 
Thick and bound to your soul 
  
Yet my soul 
Consumed in all chaos 
Not a hint of ice 
In any corner of my heart 
Veins flow free from venom 
Unleashing the will of my mind 
  
Unbreakable is my mind 
Beauty is my soul 
Unchanged by your venom 
Grace in the chaos 
Which surrounds my heart 
Guarding from you ice 
  
My hate for your ice 
May sometimes blind my mind 
Your bitter heart 
Your empty soul 
Crashing in chaos 
And dripping in venom 
  
How you drown in venom 
How you suffocate in ice 
Swallowed whole in chaos 
Darkness engulfed mind 
Blindness endangered soul 
And emptiness in place of you heart 
  
My words of chaos, flowing from my soul 
Untouched by your venom, and lonely heart 
They will melt the ice, which controls your mind


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Lullaby love

All I hear 
All I see
Is not meant for me
All I want
All I know
Is I cannot let you go

Driving forward
Moving back
Only one thing that I lack
Hope is clinging 
Holding tight
I wish you were here tonight
Dry my eyes
Hide the pain
Overwhelming to contain

For all I hear 
All I see
Is not meant for me
All I want
All I know
Is I cannot let you go


Memories set
Heart is bound
Now all must be drowned
Keep your distance
When so near
No emotions can appear
Burning love
Hidden flame
Love is such an evil game

All I hear 
All I see
Is so perfect for me
All I want
All I know
Is how it’s meant to go


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Rainforest floor

From the sky it falls
As do many others
Where will it land?
Only calculated formulas can tell

As it is suspended
And hurled down
It is confined and alone
Not bound to another

Some will land in an ocean
Others lakes, ponds, creeks, puddles
Even into earth beneath the trees
Left to find another source similar

A journey short for some
And tedious and suffocating for others
To be hurled into acceptance
Or to travel until it is found

When we splatter from above
And bind with another
What will you wish fo
An ocean of options
Or a rainforest floor


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Cracked

Rooted to the Earth 
Your stare unmoving 
Infatuated with mirrored beauty 
That ignores your worship 
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Cursed to your destined place 
Paralyzed by desire 
Loneliness engulfs the heart 
Punishment for those you broke 
/ 
Sculptured resemblance alongside 
A hand gripping your psyche 
Dissolving similar to your physique 
Fractured egg ventilates your ego 
/ 
There a flower blooms 
Lesson imparted by the gods 
Conceited are not blessed with love 
Thus the metamorphosis of Narcissus 
 
Poem based of painting by 
Metamorphosis of Narcissus (1937). Salvador Dalí 
  
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Metamorphosis_of_Narcissus 


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Broken Glass

Do you hear the horn of the train? 
And the pitter patter of rain?
Listen close do you hear a sound?
Only silence, will she be found?

Who is fragile, who is of strength
How can one know another’s length?
Blind to the mask which hides her tears
Binding her to demons and fears
A fake light remains as she falls
Even while her broken heart stalls
Darkness commences in her soul
Blood loss spirals out of control
What an alluring crimson paint
Overworked artist starts to faint 

Do you hear the horn of the train? 
And the pitter patter of rain?
Listen close do you hear a sound?
Only silence, will she be found?

Why do some dance falsely with death? 
Unable to force their last breath
Her unspoken words of pureness
Soaked deeply in her loneliness
The jagged line of her escape
Leaves the unsuspecting agape
Drawn up on the median vein 
Just a few more moments of pain
Eyes flutter and seconds pass
Then gently falls the broken glass

Do you hear the horn of the train? 
And the pitter patter of rain?
Listen close do you hear a sound?
Only silence, will she be found?
Then gently falls the broken glass






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One Soul

Stones crash and shatter
Architecture annihilated 
Atrophy lie their empire
Fated souls separated

Nomadic in pursuit
Forlorn hearts in quest
Amour of absolute
A lifetime possessed

Dimensions of eternity
They cry into space
Dreaming of a fantasy
Fading memory of an embrace

A fated meeting binds them whole
Two halves, of one soul


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Good Bye

Deep in that void
Echoes whispers of overjoyed
Deep in that chasm
Lies something you cannot fathom
Deep in that space
Waits what you wish not to face

Hold your head high
Give it a try
Leave with the sky
No more asking why
Not a tear in your eye
This is good bye

One last tune
Played before the rising moon
One last kiss
Remember, savor its bliss
One last love
An unforgettable moment descended above

Hold your head high
Give it a try
Leave with the sky
No more asking why
Not a tear in your eye
This is good bye

Worry not of the past
In their heart you are cast
Worry not of the present
Hold tight to what it all meant
Worry not of the unknown
You have never nor ever been alone

Hold your head high
Give it a try
Leave with the sky
No more asking why
Not a tear in your eye
This is good bye
This is good bye
Good…bye




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Shadows, Reflections, and Memories

In the womb 
A baby grows 
Listening to her mother’s voice 
Soothing her 
She smiles and moves 
Little does she know 
What her future holds 
  
The day arrives 
She is born 
Wrapped tight and cradled by her mother 
Looking up at her mother 
Who wears an exhausted smile 
The baby is comforted 
Little does she know, 
What her future holds 
  
As she grows 
Her mother tends to her 
Feeding, changing, rocking, singing 
All out of love for her little girl 
The baby coos and cries 
Little does she know, 
What her future holds 
  
Some years pass 
The daughter falls and skins a knee 
The mother is there 
With a kiss and band-aid 
And all is okay 
Little does she know 
What her future holds 
  
Soon its time for school 
The daughter cries 
Not wanting her mother to leave 
Finger-paints, songs, the alphabet, counting 
Her mother hangs all on the fridge, proud 
Little does she know, 
What her future holds 
  
Before long she is a teenager 
Her life epically changing 
High school drama, boys, grades, clubs 
Barely does she see her mother 
Who raised and loved her so 
Little does she know 
What her future holds 
  
The day comes to kiss good-bye 
Tears streaking mother and daughter faces 
An adult now the daughter struggles 
Missing her mother, wishing she were there 
Calling everyday and regretting earlier years 
Little does she know, 
What her future holds 
  
Little does she know, 
That as she grew, 
She grew apart from her mother, 
Little does she know, 
That still and no matter what 
Her mother will always love her 
Little does she know, 
That as she ages 
She will always need her mother 
Little does she know, 
How much her mother truly did 
How much her mother truly loves her 
Little does she know, 
She will one day wish 
She were exactly like her mother 
Strong, loving, guiding 
Little does she know, 
What her future holds 
What her purpose in life is 
But as long as she can be like her mother 
She knows life will okay 
That she will succeed.


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Unwritten Story

A pen rests unreservedly in my lips 
Another embraced behind my ear 
A ream of paper at peace on my lap 
And ink smudges consume my fingers 
/ 
  
My perception beyond physicality 
Mystical enchanters in chorus 
Momentaneous fantasies in flesh 
And the artistry streams 
/ 
  
In a foxtrot my pen whirls 
Across the ballroom of parchment 
Virginal ink smears 
And the gala commences 
/ 
  
Unbeknownst of my environs 
Enveloped passionately within my illusions 
Adventures given essence 
And pressed into a colloquy 
/ 
  
Not infamous is my name 
Nor are my narrations published 
But a dream I live for 
And a tale to be told 


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Secret Lover

Engulfed deep within beauty
Of shades and light
Within textures I cannot feel
Curious of simplicity of such purity
Reaching out, to try and grasp it
Awakened in the truth of forbiddeness

Teasingly she caresses spiked green hai
And kisses curves of bodies
Jealous of her lovers
I wish to pull away
To no avail, as her face brightens
Closing my eyes, trying to silence my heart

Her color and spirit consume me
Tugging more at my dark life
Slowly transforming into a new form
Her body over me and pressing down
Whispers of such melodies
I cannot hold back my passion

Each day she embraces me
No matter her mood or emotions
She never leaves me
As I continue my daily routine
We exchange air kisses
Melodies follow me during the day
And at night I leave my window open
So she may enter and hold me tight

My heart still dances
When I see her face
And though our love unseen
Our relationship forbidden
There isn’t a day I am without her
My light, my dark, my love, my song
The dearest of my heart- the sky


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