Best Angstheart Poems
I walk into the room walls appear
Nothing less nothing more
I feel my heart crawl as the emptyness hits the floor
Once a home but now undone as the close of the door
The stillness surrounds my pounding heart distracts
Windows the vision of fullness outside within its crowds
Nobody sees my place of coldness that freezers
Deepness of ivory cream painted easel
The memories that have past make this a box now
The pictures inside my head like an old black and white film
No ticket needed just an overwhelming knowlege of whats gone before
For this is my empty apartment
sarah hales
contest empty apartment
Thousands of people drowning in their self perception.
Hundreds of people, searching for a place.
Tens of people changing to fit in.
One person, feels alone.
She sits at home and no one even knows,
She’s breaking down, to the ground.
She can’t keep up, she’s so behind.
If you could see the thoughts she thinks.She thinks, they’d blow you away.
Perception is not beauty.Beauty is not perfection.Perfection is not love,but love is purely
perception.
She’ll never live up to standards.Or be the top of her class.She’ll never be the pretty one,or
the loud obnoxious ass.
She lets the old love drag her down.
Because to her it’s not old.
In her heart it’s still alive and well.
Although his heart doesn’t live there anymore.
She’s tired of misconceptions, and people’s preconceptions.
It’s a never-ending race,
That’ll leave you breathless in the end..
When you look back and wonder when it all started.
She’s prettier than me.
She’s smarter.
They raise the bar,
As she raises her hand,
And asks when this all started to matter.
No one will understand her.
She’s alright with that.
Just go drown in your self perception.
Nobody’s perfect anyways.
Author: Fernando Lachica
Poem: Go Away....Devil Woman
Your heart....
You're slowly killing me
By the way you treated me
In my life that's nothing to give
Except my heart and soul.
Your love....
Loving you is the only thing I knew
That even the birds and flowers knew
Deep in my heart I knew too well
From here to eternity.
Your dreams....
I tried my very best to provide
Every dreams you have had
But fate's been so unkind
Even the devil's delight.
Your desire....
Material things you've wanted so much
To show to the greedy world of yours
The glitters you desired and possessed
That made you...a devil woman!
My love...
At first I thought you love me so much
At first I thought you're the woman for me
At first I thought that you're all mine
'Till death do us part?
My anger....
Nothing compares to the greediness of your soul
Nothing compares to the rotten heart of yours
Nothing compares to your baleful desire
Nothing compares to you....devil woman!
Go away...devil woman!
Thy fair head is reminiscent of a freefall cascade
Thou art so lovely and undeniably a silent charade
Hark you imposter, thine dewy eyes fool me not
For your impetuous ways I have not easily forgot
Thine misty greys, thou art mine
Yet to no one you have signed
Delusions of grandeur fill up my heart
Yet alas the pain has yet to depart
Clandestinely we loved, through thy soft gentle serenades
Perish me, for my end dear heart continuously debates
Adieu I say, for my end is here my lot be taken
For it is I that your heart has callously forsaken!
Oh the pain it hath endured
T’was that I was better off forlorn
Man once was a sacred human species
Who learned strife using earth’s forms of pieces
From beastly logic of his minds own fiction
Came his illusions of mind depictions
As the wholesome earth quakes at the mind’s fakes
Oil spills of mind’s evil deals, as minds quake
One optional door left to explore, heaven
From whence spills forth the Agape leaven
Choose by grace your lovely persona face
For mind’s face lays our earthen treasure at waste
A golden treasure’s power in human hands
A city treasure of heart or barren lands
Agape’s golden city, or whorish pity
From depth of heart is built, gold’s eternal city
For Contest: The Power In Your Hands
In Honor of: Carolyn Devonshire
Placed #2
the clock it goes tick.
my heart pounds like a brick.
the clock i wish i could stop if only i knew the trick.
the life i want i have to pick.
cause the clock run's your life.
do what ur heats wants never think twice.
roll the dice.
let the clock run n dont even know but the time was nice.
the seconds fly.
ur like a flower once picked u soon begin to die.
the minutes pass.
take time 2 look at the world admire the grass.
the hours go slow.
the clock takes it from us but u already know.
human's r like a flower we ALL grow.
our life's a miny show.
but u determine the story n how it goes.
my life story no1 kno's.
sometimes i put on show's.
Fake smile but i gotta b like that somedays.
hide my pain n so many ways.
cause my time on the clock is hard right now.
try to get past but at time's i dont see how.
pow.
the grandfather clock tick's u 2 your grave.
but mom n gram made me BRAVE.
man if only her i could of had the power to save.
the love of my life.
when she took her last breath n my heart went a KNIFE.
but 4 her i'll strive.
i won't waste the time i got tickin right now on the clock.
i'll be on the beach standin on the dock.
lookin up n the sky.
high.
tick tock tock tick.
eww that brick.
times passin now.
get thru the days dont c how.
but i'll do it with a smile on my face.
n my walk is a grace.
wear that lace.
i'm done with the poem cause this is takin min.s from my nigth.
gram make my day BRiGHT.
help me never lose sight.
My friend in New Mexico writes
"Does 2010 have a rewind button?"
Earthquakes and tsumanis destroy
worlds beyond us, and in my world,
my sons say how tired they are
just keeping up, keeping on.
My heart already a leaden stone,
lowering somewhere in the middle
of my chest (not the habitat
where a heart should be) sinks lower
and lower toward the ground
until I think, This must be the real
meaning of rock bottom.
Hurt
Betrayed
my heart is twisted
I can't breathe my heart hurts too much
I love him so much
what did i do wrong?
what did i say for him to be mad at me?
I miss him
I love him
he is the love of my life
I want to cry, but i can't
my eyes are glistening
my heart is twisted
my stomach is turning
I'm heart broke
I don't even know what I did wrong
I love him
Jealousy
Jealousy it’s green head pokes
Swirling embers fire stokes
Deep inside a heart so tattered
Each waking breath illusions shattered
The dream is slipping far away
Cautious threads start to fray
I see their happiness shine through
Together creating something new
Each smile makes my heart grow dim
Flickering truths the future grim
Seeing in them what I want for me
My soul is broken like a gnarled tree
Along the sidelines I sit and stare
My heart of hearts fills with despair
The easy happiness they share
They have each other’s love and care
A reminder of forgotten dreams
Shadows dodging sunlight’s beams
With each tender kiss they share
A little piece of my soul does tear
Happiness for what they’ve found
Yet sadness pins me to the ground
Knowing it will never be me
A heart so light and fancy free
I have searched for you in the heart of the darkened forest, my cold breath silvered in the
splintered moonlight. You were not there.
I have looked for you in the garden of my sorrows, where only the weeds of disenchantment
flourish. You were not there.
I have walked through darkened corridors at midnight, wandered barefoot through rooms
empty, even of ghosts, where my wedding dress hangs decaying in cobwebs, lit only by the
sighing moon.
I have a nature made sweet by fragility, a life made empty through timidity.
But I will search until I find.
I have searched for you in my dreams through landscapes made grey by disappointment and
regret. Where are you?
And when I find you I shall come to you not just with my brain and my mind and
my beating heart, but with all of me, all that I am.
And when I turn to you and you enclose me in your arms, sealing off the world, you will know
by my weeping that I am Home.
And all the griefs of my life will fall from me as I slide the knife deep into your heart and
watch you bleed.
She hid away her crystal tears
In a heart shaped box
She wished upon a star
As the last gem dropped
Her heart and soul was gone
As she tucked the box away
That was her peaceful retreat
So she would never go astray
She hid away the bruises
Under make-up and cloths
She cursed under her breath
As she felt the last blow
The feeling and pain vanished
As she lathered the make-up on
This was her mask
So no one would ever know
She hid away her thoughts
In a jornal on her bed
She sighed in regret
As she wrote the last thing she said
Her mind and dreams thrashed away
As she forgot what the words she wrote
This was her final justice
This was the final blow
Bang~
On many days and different ways
Friends are lost and feelings crossed
By a hurtful bird with a careless word
Truths are spoken and wounds reopened
You cannot hide that you've lied
Or enemies scorned nor hearts you've torn
You stole what's mine but in time
The wrong will be right and without fight
I'll catch you bluffing to leave you with nothing
Then we'll see who fell from the tree
Too high to climb to commit a crime
Don't look down, don't make a sound
And you will hear the sound of fear
Beating in your chest; against time your pressed
Not far to go to reap what you sow
Don't you dare shed a tear for my heart you seared
I couldn't care less; your too late to confess
Don't bother trying cause your soul is dying
Stabbed by your guilt from the lies you built
So others would think at them you wink
But to others you show and so all now know
What lies in your heart was Wicked from the start
Journey of the Soul
My heart chooses to ignore the goal,
to reach out,to remember,
long and bitter is the journey of the soul
One,s birth is no more than a polite kiss hello,
no matter how desperate the memory is
to hold on and never let go
In immortal rest will the spirit lay
the soul will remember
what the heart won't say.
The Hitchhiker
By Elton Camp
The person in a dilemma seems to be
You’d like to provide a ride for free
If on the road you allow him to remain
Might miss a chance an angel to entertain
With bad luck, that could easily be you
You hesitate, trying to decide what to do
Car slows and you see his hopeful eyes
From within, compassion begins to rise
Perhaps he is someone’s brother or father
How likely is this poor man you to bother
And inside your car it is so warm and dry
“Pick him up,” in your heart you do cry
Underneath that coat may be a gun or knife
He may be a psycho who will take your life
Then your heart must be overruled by mind
You step on the gas and leave him behind
CONTEMPTUOUS CONCERN
I’ve never held such contempt for a woman I love so much
I’ve never been so repelled by a lover’s tender touch
I’ve never woken up with dripping eyes for a true lover lost
And no other lover ever made me fall sleep feeling so tired and tossed
It’s what I find despicable about her that makes my smile fade
It’s what I mind when she does the things a preacher once forbade
The sun is ignited by the fire that burns inside of me for her
And it’s the agitation and aggravation she so easily can spur
It’s difficult to face the day knowing somewhere she exists
And so the darkness of my detrimental determination persists
For I am determined to scream loud enough that she can hear from miles away
And she’s also the reason I hold a heart full of hatred from day to miserable day
The lady may never hear of my feelings and soulfulness she stole
And before I met the heat of her heart I was still a man with soul
These are all the facts and admissions the woeful woman may never know
And as for myself even I do not understand why I still love the woman so
© 2011.…Phreepoetree