Best Tyner Poems
A Poem About Nothing but Love
By: Tyner Twine
"I edited a few parts from my original poem.
As tribute to my first love's requiem.
Nevertheless, this simple soul song is the same,
Written all for love and not for fame.
A poem of love I wrote on hot summer day,
remembering the love that has, for so long, faded away."
Would someone care to explain
Why people write poems in a way
That adorns with jewels something so plain
That expresses emotions beyond the insane
I lift my quill and dwelt on the thought,
And realized the reflections I made and forgot...
There I lift my pen
THEN PAUSED and reflected:
How should I begin to write,
About lads and gals with love at first sight?
Though I have tried as hard as I might,
To close my eyes from love's delight,
He won me over without a fight,
Now all I see is love's pure light.
I wondered... Now I shall write:
Have I become some kind of fool
Who let Love ruin my poems and rules?
Who let Nostalgia come and play
With distant Beloved's memories on a working day?
Have I been foolish every night,
To think his arms are holding me tight,
To wish that he'll come home to stay,
That he'll make love to me every night and day
I think these thoughts and was appalled,
How | felt too warm and oh, so galled
In thinking that these thoughts might stay,
and be my ruin at the end of the day.
Love, oh love, is a cruel thing for fools if I might say,
Though it is delightful it has a price to pay.
Fool, fool, fool! With love as her tool... I am.
Beguiled and ruined.
Oh ~ why can't they just write about trees?
Or how honey flows and comes from bees?
Why can't they just write about the Sky?
See the clouds and the mist and the birds that fly?
Why can't they just write about life?
How calves are born and how they die?
How flowers bloom with the light of the moon,
How the sun rose up and set too soon?
Oh, a foolish poet's heart of clay,
Be molded with the warmth of fate's faint sway!
For life changed drastically above,
As the fool that I am
Writes a poem about nothing but love.
Categories:
tyner, fear, first love, identity,
Form:
Ballad
Kiss the Rain
By: Tyner Twine
'A ballad I wrote based on the Piano Music By: Yiruma'.
Dedicated to the man I used to know
As I take a glimpse
On the endless sea
I felt the oceans
Between you and me
Our fates never crossed
Our love was lost
Through the tides and waves
Of our destiny
The day you swore to be
Forever with me
Was also the day
That you've left me be
To be by the side
Of another bride
And I am left with pain
As I kiss the rain
And so tonight,
I’ll cry to sleep
Hoping dearly that someday you
Will come back to me
But dreams aren't true
I clearly knew,
That today
I have just lost my most important ‘you.’
(Instrumental)
((You and I both knew we could never fight it, that we could never evade it,
that we could change…But I know that amidst the smile you hide your pain…
the pain that I can’t ever share from now on…because I have lost you…
and you have lost me.))
As the waves grew
And we drift apart
Please meet my eyes
To say your goodbye
But you looked away
And left all the pain
Deep in my heart
As I kiss the rain
And so tonight,
I cried to sleep
And hoped someday that you
Will come back to me
But dreams aren't true
I clearly knew,
That tonight,
There will be no love from ‘me and you’
So love, I’ll say goodbye,
And hide the tears to cry
Your fake smile will haunt me down
Until I die
For we have loved so true
And lost ‘me and you,’
Left with scars and clouds,
And tears from heaven
As I feel the rain,
Wash down all the pain,
Our dreams reached out
And died in vain
Please stay by my side,
Hold me through the nights,
As we fight in vain,
As we kiss the rain.
Yet why am I alone in the rain?
Categories:
tyner, betrayal, break up, feelings,
Form:
Ballad
The Stranger Who is the Other Me
By: Tyner Twine
She looks at the stranger who is the other me,
And treats her more of the flesh than I’ll never be.
She looks –and loves— the face she only wants to see
Right at the reflection of the girl that was never me.
She looks at that stranger who is the other me,
And sees the child she wanted but believes I could never be.
She lifts the stranger’s light for all the world to see,
And covered the other with the shadow that was always me.
And here the other’s other me lay await,
For a sign, a change of heart and a change of gait.
But try as I might I’m resigned to never be free
Of the truth that she loves the stranger more
Than she could ever bring herself to try and love me.
And now the truth so resigned and clear for all the world to see
Is that, indeed, it will always be, for this nurturer, the beloved stranger
That was never me.
Categories:
tyner, angst, childhood, daughter, deep,
Form:
Bio
Asphyxiation
By Tyner Twine
Someone is knocking on the door in my chest,
As I start to disappear in small white breaths.
A dark curtain falls over my vision,
The light is gone, then comes damnation.
The carefully built dam starts to crack,
Its foundation not as strong as it may seem.
Windows of my soul filled to the brim
Trembling lips with frown so grim
And so it seems I'll lose my glow
Searching for a start I'll never know.
And so I reap the fruits of the seeds I've sowed,
Along the rough and winding road.
The binds which binds me binds my neck and starts to break
And the fireplace in my soul starts to die
The pressure tightens and crushes my air supply
And after the seizures cease, The Last Sigh.
Relief, at last.
Categories:
tyner, corruption, depression, psychological, suicide,
Form:
Ballad
“Addictive”
BY: Tyner Twine
"Translate and you shall see."
Without an ounce of regret and pain
we parted ways in this city
Love is nothing but the winds behind our backs
and the long and winding road before us
the little sea of lies
turns into a book of promises
A melody made of fragile glass
Our hearts must have felt
The coming of winter
Because we faded with
The silver lining
You faded ‘cause your 'tomorrow'
Is covered in gray
Stopped in time and crying for yesterday
The words that failed to reach me
In our lonely dreams
Became nothing but a river of tears
The cold loneliness
That passed us by
The days when it was just too hard to bear
The light we continued to search for and lose
Became
The blacks and grays we hold on to
The dying 'flowers'
Calls out to my conscience
Ahh.
And you became the truth I now believe in
I know the words "I love you" Will not bring you back to me
Our “Forever” is no longer here
The moments that spreads like
This fearful blizzard
Disappears like your voice.
The last sad words from me to you
Was a tearful 'goodbye'
In this frozen time
(I want to keep dreaming)
In this cold and fateful night
Your light begins to fade
And slowly slip away.
The little truths of the white lies we’d hidden
In the sleeping of the faith we once had,
The impossible caress of wanting to forget you
Haunts us in the monochromatic shades
Here on to, I say good bye to you
And what was once was true
This will be the pledge
That I’ll keep on breaking time and time again
And so, until forever sleeps in reality
I’ll see the sadness of this love
And if the day ever comes for us to forget
All of our tears will turn into blood
The kindness which breached loving
Turned into gray
And trapped us in this time-stopped world
And if our sadness brings in the light we had never seen
Always remember,
The end from which we are standing,
…Is the birth of a sad beginning...
Categories:
tyner, absence, addiction, boyfriend, break
Form:
Ballad
UNSUPPORTED CODE Tyner Twine UNSUPPORTED CODE
Heart of mine,
Frozen it time,
You'll be fine,
You'll be fine.
Sing your song,
Keep it's rhyme,
Keep its chime,
Believe in your spring time.
Heart of mine,
Search for your smile,
Look up at the sky,
Hope never dies.
Believe in destiny,
And if by chance it was not meant to be,
Take a deep breath and sigh,
Then slowly let it go and say Good bye.
Oh heart if mine,
Frozen in your Winter Time,
It will be hard and you will cry;
There will be tears,
and there will be sighs...
But don't let the spark die.
For as long as the sun shines,
As long as there's a blue sky,
Tomorrow will be alright.
You'll be fine,
You'll be fine.
Let go of your worries,
Let go of your endless sighs.
Sing your song and keep its rhyme,
Love will come in the right time.
Embrace your own sunshine,
And wait for the sunrise of your destined Spring Time.
Categories:
tyner, break up, destiny, love,
Form:
Ballad
From: The Promised Neverland
Composer: Takahiro Obata
Vocal: Sarah Àlainn
Lyrics by: Tyner Twine (Kristine Mariz Ursua)
a/n:This song from the anime was so beautiful it inspired me to write my own version of lyrics.
Speak softly child,
The night’s aloft.
Whispering a pray’r,
A long lost tale of love forlorn,
A dream that held innocence
Of youth long gone.
O’er Yonder
Realm of dreams,
Your silver wings.
So close your eyes,
Fly free,
Promise Land shall be awaiting thee.
And in the skies filled with stars,
We will all meet again.
Shining down
To those who may forget.
The hymns we sang,
As we bid our final goodbyes,
In our hopes to all meet in Paradise.
So sleep my child,
Let this song be your guide through the night,
Chase the shadows that give you a fright.
I’ll see you shining brightly down from the sky.
You shine,
Little Starlight,
Brighter than moonlight.
Categories:
tyner, angel, children, farewell, good
Form:
Lyric
By: Tyner Twine
No one knew it was coming,
No one knew that you’ll be leaving
No one knew you were hurting,
No one knew you were dying.
Amongst the bright lights of the festivity,
Yours slowly starts to fade,
It hurts more to know the reality
That nothing can ever be done or said
Memories of my hands holding your tiny body
And memories of when I saved your life
I thought everything will be steady
But now, you’ve left our family.
I feel so shallow
As despair starts to swallow
Guilt starts to follow…
I feel so hallow
I wish there was more time to be with you
Turn back time so I won’t cry like this
Keep you close to me,
At least before you close your eyes.
What’s so hard is I can’t ever deny
Is the fact that I
Wasn’t even by your side
At least to say goodbye.
Outside, the stars shine
The winds sighs,
In your humble grave you lie,
There goes the white butterfly
So for tonight I’ll cry
Categories:
tyner, absence, butterfly, death, death
Form:
Ballad
The Middle Born
By: Tyner Twine
Shaking hands, pains unexplained,
I struggle forward without regret
my body and soul betrays me instead
The Shadow casts its veil; I can't be free
And I became a child once again before Thee
Every skip and beat of this heart in pain
And every pang of anxiety
Leaves me in the mercy of the unseen Deity
Leaves me vulnerable, oh so vulnerable
To keep reliving this past as the child, so pure and gullible
Born second of the three,
Born to be a wild spirit, born to be free
Heart so freely giving, this dreadful side of me
Desperate to be loved, the blasted blinded innocence
Betrayed by blood and lover and friends
And I became, at the end, nothing but dead.
Categories:
tyner, abuse, anti bullying, depression,
Form:
Free verse
To Live and Believe
Tyner Twine
There's neither the time or place to grieve
So take my hand and together let us leave.
And in the darkness of the wilderness we shall receive
The lure of our elusive reprieve.
There's neither the time or place to give and relieve,
Nor is there the time or place to look back and relive.
We only have tomorrow to face so let us choose to leave,
and begin live for tomorrow and just believe.
Categories:
tyner, dream, feelings, innocence, inspiration,
Form:
Light Verse
Hurry! Hurry!
All aboard the Cosmic Trane
Where the mind runs free and
the soul feels no pain
A location for the elevation of
humanness to the existential
realm of salvation
Galactic spiritual religiosity in the
form of rhythmic sounds
Free. Free. Running freely into
dimensions away from the third
A ride. A glorious ride of
harmonic bliss
A kiss, a sweet kiss...
So fasten and secure your headphones
and be sure not to miss
Because this is sure to be a ride
of epic proportions
Away. Far away from the chaos and
distortions
My God!
Jones will be thudding
With Tyner tinkling the keys
Oh yes, Garrison will be a 'bassing'
And Coltrane blowing like a breeze
A ride. A celestial ride out of
this world
To places and spaces where all
dreams and hopes are unfurled
O' Wise One in the sleeper for a
Song of Praise
And Afro Blue reflects on Africa
Giant Steps in the coming days
Blues Minor to Sweet Naima
I have my ticket, so you know this
means I can not stay
I just pressed play, and now I'm coasting
and floating away
Categories:
tyner, adventure, beautiful, feelings, freedom,
Form:
Dramatic Monologue
By: Tyner Twine
I’m but a prisoner of my own making,
In an ornate cage never-ending.
I’m a flower that is slowly withering,
A faulted soul in need of mending
In the confines of my mind,
I see another me,
A version much much different,
Than what others perceive to be.
I don a gilded mask in the light of day,
Pretend there is no need for pretending.
Behind the closed doors in a room of blue and gray
I’m trapped in a cycle of beginnings without endings.
The dawn feels like a burden on my shoulders,
The hopeful light of day makes it hard to breathe.
And every day I carry this metaphorical boulder,
Wishing for the solace of six feet underneath.
I am a residual haunting all on my own,
An apparition that continues to breathe.
Crushed by daily self-deceptions I’ve said and sown
With all my imperfections yet exposed and unsheathed.
My calls for help were brushed as a joke and lie,
My tears branded as art for theatrics.
Eventually, a light in my soul has started to die,
Snuffed by the words of the gullible and the critics.
So, for tonight I’ll bid you all adieu,
As I rest and close my jail cell for another day,
My mind’s a frightening monster that’s hard to subdue,
And it has once again come to spirit me away.
Categories:
tyner, anxiety, depression, freedom, loneliness,
Form:
Rhyme
When mother goes to vote.
We all get up at the peep of day and fret and fume and stew,
While father lays the breakfast cloth and makes the coffee too.
He always gets his fingers burned I would not dare to quote
The things he says around the stove when mother goes to vote.
The cat is sure to steal the cream the puppy steals the steak,
And when we wash the dishes up a lot are bound to break,
And baby chokes and cries enough to spit his little throat.
And father seem to hate himself
When mother goes to vote.
We kids are all as still as mice and at attention stand,
Prepared to run for curling tongs and pins at her command
And father hooks her up the back and helps her with her coat
and puts her in a cab when mother goes to vote.
Author unknown
I did not write this poem. I discovered it in a journal belonging to my Great grandmother.
Her name was Minnie Ameilia (Haccansen) Tyner. She died in May 1920. She lived in Aberdeen,South Dakota
Categories:
tyner, funny, humor, wisdom, women,
Form:
Rhyme
JOE HENDERSON’S PROLIFIC OUTPUT AS EITHER A SIDEMAN OR LEADER/
IS SHEAR SONIC VELOCITY OF MUSIC COMING FROM HIS TENOR THINKIN' MIND/
NO HALF-STEPPIN HERE BRO/JOE’S INSIDE-OUTSIDE APPROACH GOT YOUR BACK TO EVERY SIDE HE PLAYED ON/
TO THE LIVE SHOWS WE DUG HIM AT/
HE BLEW HIS TENOR HORN UP TO AND LET HIS PLAYING SPILL OVER INTO HARD BOP/
HENDERSON WAS ALWAYS DIGGIN' INTO THE HOT-N-KOOL VOCABULARY OF JAZZ TO COME UP WITH
NOTES THAT AREN’T ALWAYS OBVIOUS BUT ALWAYS FIT/
HE WAS A BRILLIANT COMPOSER AND ATMOSPHERICAL MASTER CREATING THE SPACE FOR THE
LISTENER TO DRIFT INTO AND CREATE THEIR OWN SOMETHIN ELSE WORLD OF MUSIC IN DIGGIN HENDERSON’S JAZZ CHOPS/
JUST COOK-N-BURN BABY/ ALWAYS STICKING TO HIS UNDILUTED APPROACH TO HIS TENOR HORN PLAYIN'
FROM FIRST POPPIN ON THE JAZZ RECORDING SCENE WITH HORACE SILVER, LEE MORGAN, AND McCoy TYNER/
JOE EVENTUALLY CAME TO SIT ON ONE OF THE PRESTIGE RECORDING CHAIRS AT BLUE NOTE RECORDS/
AS A TALENTED WELL TRAVELED AND VALUABLE NU HIP VOICE AS A BLUENOTE SIDEMAN TO THE MANY BLUENOTE RECORDING STARS OF THE DAY/
JOE’S PHRASING AND MODULATION
ARE FLAWLESS/
HIS FLOATING THOUGHT PROVOKING SOUND’S THAT WERE AT THE TIME’S HARD LIQUOR JAZZ MIXED WITH
MAD SEX MUSIC/
SET THE STAGE FOR THE JAZZ AFICIONADOS TO DIG THE DEEP GROOVE IN JOE’S RHYTHMIC TEXTURED
LAYERING ON HIS SPEED RUNNING TO HIS FLAME-THROWING ICE-HOT SCALES THAT BURNED THROUGH THE ORGANIC JAZZ ORCHESTRATION IN HIS SOUND ARCHITECTURE/
THAT HYPED UP THE NATURAL THINKIN' IN HOOKIN UP THE HIGH VOLTAGE IN HIS HORN TO FRACTURE YOUR HIPSTER THINKIN' TO NO END/
JOE HENDERSON
BLUE BOSSA
LUSH LIFE
BLACK NARCISSUS
POPSICLE STICK
JOE’S SCATING HIS VOCALIZE
TO HIS SOUNCLOUD JAZZMIX
Categories:
tyner, spoken word,
Form:
Spoken Word
Lovely ebony and ivory
Together in harmony
Packed in wood
Sounds so so good
But before melodies can be heard
There must be a pair that are unencumbered
Yes
A talented two
Definitely will do
Gifted fingers that are light and feathery
Swiftly across the keys, rendering a sweet
melody
Chopin and Tyner are gently on my mind
Beautifully tickling the keys, oh so sublime
Categories:
tyner, appreciation, art, marriage, music,
Form:
Rhyme