Best Blue Eyed Poems
Through the lies that shatter, the tears that gleam,
Your eyes show the stories, the shadows unclean,
You were mine to have, you were mine to dream,
You were my spotless lies, my everything.
Time wasn’t money, just as love wasn’t trust,
Time was short and love was lust.
Urges were many, to comply was a must,
Goodbye, blue eyed angel, grind this thin wall to dust.
Love was given and unreturned,
Shadows cleared, lies were slurred,
Truth was fought and visions blurred,
Not love, not lust, not the single heart cured.
Not but a memory, not but a name,
Held fast to a girl with her head bowed in shame,
So long gone but a voice can tame,
Goodbye blue-eyed angel, only I was to blame.
The pendulum swings
(Left to right)
Zenith approaches
The vortex opens up…
With head spinning
My spin is heading
Towards your light
On the coattails of a watch and chain…
Tumbling down the word hole
Collecting words,
From the wall of air
That surrounds me,
To consume later…
Too much later
As quixotic adventures
Tilt me away from my pen
And images of you burn ever deeper
Onto the backs of my eyelids
Am I losing you?
Am I losing me?
Do I exist?
Did I ever?
It seems I am always risking
My life
My love…
The roulette wheel
Catches my fall…
Still spinning
I follow the white star
Onto the red
Where the tinker rings her bell
Smiling a Cheshire smile
Holding a blue-eyed pill in one hand
And a red-headed pill in the other…
Unblinking
The blue’s stare
Pierces my heart…
The burning flames of the red
Kiss the bleeding desire of my lips
Dissolving on my tongue
I am afraid to open my eyes
But, risking a glance downwards
The insane grin on my mad hat
Slips to cover Dorothy’s red shoes
That Alice stole from Robin
In Sherwood’s green forest
Now I am calm
As I enter your wonderland…
Melding with your mind
Dancing with your spirit
Swaying with your rhythm
Embracing all that you are
I am holding you so tight…
As the tears roll down my cheeks
The pull of never land
Tearing me from your bed of white roses
Back to the thorns on my bed of nails…
As...
(Right to left)
The pendulum swings
I know there are heroes like a firefighter,
the police, real life heroic people, a soldier;
but my hero right now is my heart doctor!
It happened quickly- with a knife like a dagger,
plunging into my back, oh I still recall the horror!
I could not breathe and was just clinging to life,
Gasping, I thought I was a goner;
thought- here I come afterlife!
He wore a cap and face mask- I saw blue,
deep blue eyes and he said listen you;
don't be afraid because I will get you through!
Then, to a sweet dreamland I just withdrew,
peace and tranquility were all that I knew!
That day- Dr. MacDreamy saved me,
it could have been my end, my last adieu;
so, this blue eyed doctor is my hero- easy!
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November 22, 2017
Poetry/Rhyme/My Blue Eyed Hero
Copyright Protected, ID 17-1021-380-0
All Rights Reserved. Written Under Pseudonym.
What do I say
Where do I even start
To comfort a broken man with a broken heart
Completely torn apart
God called your blue eyed angel
And had to break your heart
We do not know the reasons
Or why you had to part
But I keep praying Dear Dear God
Please come mend that blue eyed angel husband's heart
Your blue eyed angel was one of a kind
Completely blessed you were
With not just any blue eyed angel
But her
Hang on to the memories
It’s ok to be sad
Because it is heartbreaking
Not having your blue eyed angel
Next to you in bed
A true beauty
A golden heart so big
A good advisor
Sometimes stubborn too
But you never had to doubt
Your blue eyed angel’s love for you
Best wife and awesome mom
She had an unconditional love
For both you and your son
And if you find yourself
Smiling out of the blue
There is nothing wrong with you
Because up there somewhere
Is your blue eyed angel smiling too
Hang on to the memories
Allow yourself to grieve
Because I know all you wish for
Is that your blue eyed angel
Didn't have to leave
We lost a special person
One we’ll always remember
Heaven got the most beautiful blue eyed angel
On 26 November.
*Dedicated to my boss who lost his beautiful blue eyed angel (wife) to cancer.
Don't close
your eyes
divine creature
because of your smile
the sky
is not sky
and the stars
are not stars...
sleepless angel
you shine
from inside...
I saw you lying next to me
my eyes turned moist.
My lonely isolated heart
found your embrace.
all promises were fulfilled
how dearly we made love
the fire that was raging within us
your flirtatious move
how can I forget
my blue-eyed lover
you will be forever
a part of my dream
RED
Form:
I am crying
For
The little blue-eyed boy
With bright red hands
Freezing in the pram
Whimpering, squirming
While mummy
Texts on her mobile
Ignoring him
Freezing inside a gaping plastic bubble
On a windy wet station platform
Today
Not one word of comfort
Left her lips
Not one eye contact
Did the babe
Born
Of her vagina
Nurtured in
Her
Womb
Receive
What right do you have
To
Call yourself mother
An ape
On a leash
Would serve
You
Better
Disgusting woman
Benefit grabber
Disposable shopper
Resentful back stabber
You
Made the child
Give it your best
Whoever said
You can detest
A miracle
Seed by your passion divided
A trillion times and more
Yet you
Disregard
It.
Give something back
You spiteful taker
A pair of mittens
You heart breaker
Purchase disposables
At your peril
Wash some napkins
You lazy devil.
No mother you
No church pew
Has seen your shadow
Let alone you
Your distain
For your own flesh
Will with you forever rest
And when he is older
You will regret
The object of
His detest.
There he lies sleeping,
what used to be my blonde hair,
blue eyed little boy,
who is now no longer mine.
He is his own person,
a man in age, but not in actions.
His arms are covered in what
I consider meaningless tatoos;
"In memory of Matt" and
"Only God can judge me"
are just a few.
I wonder if he remembers Matt?
How can he remember and still
continue doing what he is doing?
Does he truely believe
only God can judge him?
If he did, he would change his ways.
The bullets around his wrist
remind me of a watch
Only instead of telling time
they tell fate.
I pray every night that
they are not his fate.
I pray that the funeral
I have planned in my head won't happen.
Yet I know it will take more than prayers
to stop the madness he has created.
It will also take courage and will on his part.
Only God knows if he will one day find them both.
I've asked God countless times for the answer,
telling him it would help me
find the courage and will to go on.
The answer has yet to come.
Is it because God knows if he gave it to me,
it would take away the courage and will
I don't think I have?
Form:
like blue blisters in the sun her eyes pierce me
through with a fierce reckoning as she looks on
"you can't keep me here, I'm long gone" she told me.
and I smoked the rest of my lit cigarette as I watched her
walk passed the wall I had built around myself
and out the front door. she walked away
with the same sizzling stride God walked away
and I'm left here with a beer, partially intact, happy with my secret pact
to never fall in love
with a blue-eyed blonde beauty
ever
again.
Dedicated to my son Dustin
It’s been since Christmas of 2013
Since I’ve seen his goofy smile
Still
Every day I drag on farther
Trying to stay strong so that maybe
Just maybe
I might get to see him again
I’m hoping
And I’m dreaming
But every time I see his face
Whether a picture or a dream
I breakdown
Losing him is one of the worst things
That has ever happened to me
It breaks my heart knowing
That it is my fault.
It’s my fault Why I can’t see him
And this very month
The month of September
The 21st
The day of his birth
His first birthday
And I’m going to miss it
It IS one of the worst feelings in the world
And just knowing
Just knowing that it’s my fault
Makes that feeling even worse
And my smile fades faster with each passing second
And I fall deeper into the darkness
Of the farthest bit of space
Away from the light and from happiness
From all the pain I have caused myself
How am I supposed to forgive myself?
When I miss his very first birthday
And there is no way I can change it
And it’s all because of the mistakes I’ve made
It’s just too late
And I can’t turn back
And it is just getting worse
Am I only meant to suffer?
Am I meant to lose everything?
And everyone
I care about
Am I not a loud to move on?
Or
Am I supposed to forget about him?
And be that horrible father I am bound to be
Why should I care?
Why should I have my heart ripped out
By a little boy
Why can’t I move on?
My dreams won’t move on
And they haunt me of all my mistakes
They haunt me of my blue-eyed son
and how I lost him
When you'll leaves us please look up my sweetest Beatrice, and simply look in her blue eyes ,
Say I love her, say I breath her say I'll never cease, while you look in her blue eyes,
I can talk of Beatrice, I can sing of her for hours,
If you find her where she dwells, I know there must be peace, cherish look in her blue eyes,
Sing: »He gave you all his love not merely grant you lease!«, love the look in her blue eyes ,
Can you aid a lonely soul? Dear is that within you powers?
You will surely find her, she's so soft and warm as fleece, when you look in her blue eyes,
Careful be for Peter Saint wrote doleful word: »decease«, on the look in her blue eyes,
Blue eyed girl of Pacific Ocean.
You are blue eyed girl of Pacific Ocean.
Like me through face book of heaven.
Being interrogated I have seen your naked beauty of Pacific Ocean.
Where enjoying only blue water and blue eyed girl of heaven.
See Beauty of your undressed hidden spherical dia.
Where enjoying intensity of beauty reaches to bottom of pacific.
Beauty of brevity is so specific.
Tolerance not to be measured
Not to be magnified.
Enjoyed only blue marbled crystal floats in Pacific Ocean.
Where blue water flows beneath my waist to a motion.
Saroj khan[sakha
Blue Eyed Raven
A walk along the narrow path way while I was
knocking
on heavens door about
my lifes journey.
Saw a blue eyed raven in the night one of Gods
way of saying everythings going to be alright.
I turned the other way and no longer felt the
target on
my heart,I was now ready for cupids
arrow.
For rest of my yesterdays,The sorrow no longer felt
so
heavy,I'm saving this place for just in case.
I need my blue eyed raven to show his face.
Form:
The devil has blue eyes,with a smile to melt a heart.
look alittle deeper my friend, she'll rip you apart.
She knows exactly what she's doing,she laughs and makes you cry.
She'll never be your friend, no matter how you try.
She uses people, and tosses them away.
She uses her babes as tools, every single day.
"Why do you do it, Mrs Sweetness and light?"
Don't you realize "Karma" comes with a bite?
I don't envy you, not one little mity.
I don't hate you, you just have my pity.
For one day the babes will see,just what you do.
They'll run away in heart, far away from you.
You'll always have their love, no matter who you use.
But soon you'll not fool them, with your little ruse.
So cry your gater tears, to everyones appeal.
Eyes are windows to the soul, I see you for real.
Close your eyes my baby blue eyed angel
Close your eyes my baby blue eyed girl
Close your eyes and take a little nap
When you awake my little blue eyed angel
I'll be right here by your side my love