Life has a way of playing games
hiding reality by my blindspot
walk along in life's dark dungeon
looking for the keys since in my cot
This dark dungeon is real deep
each step down is really so dark
unknown and fearful is my plight
wondering where next is no lark
Every waking day stays the same
looking for brighter days in hope
but they don't seem to bring change
renewed strength so that I can cope
One looks for that glimmer of light
just to see that dot way in the dark
keep focused to find that goal
till it breaks through as your spark
Finding your dark secret within
it's so very deep way down there
waiting for your rescue to appear
hold in there, wait for clear air
Categories:
dark secret, dark, how i feel,
Form: Rhyme
Lain carved into the mountainside,
Spiralling its way, through the mist,
A path no more than a meter wide,
Like the fading notes of Liszt.
An eagle circles, her chicks cried;
If I should fall, no one to assist.
Fleet foot,
Cloaked hood;
I scale without remorse.
Magical aetites stone,
Awaits for me, of course.
I intone a spell, by the grand ravine.
I stutter a prayer, with all my spleen.
There is something beyond,
What the low-land folk speak.
It revolves all around
A heavily shrouded peak.
The world goes on; it doesn't care;
Oblivious to my hatchings of fate.
Rare sights, strange vistas; beware!
Fire and brimstone, avalanche hate.
Categories:
dark secret, allegory, america, anger, angst,
Form: Free verse
There is so much to tell
I can't describe it all
but at least I can make clear
The worst of all
I have been through a lot
my heart says end it all
My soul says wait there is another dawn
Again, I am standing alone
Thinking about then and now
Maybe I should let it go
Or maybe I should run
I am tired of every cruel word
I am tired of feeling
I don't want to feel anymore
I want to lay down silent forever
See through the two worlds
My words will be left unheard
my heart bleeds to this dream
I am hushed by the hypocrites
I don't have to say more
maybe I should try more
Or just let it go..
written by Alizeh (my real name)
Categories:
dark secret, anxiety, betrayal, cry, emotions,
Form: Haiku
Hidden I keep it...tied to my heart...
Under a layer of smiles...under a layer of joy...
Reeking of happy...it is safe...for now...
But...for how long will it be covered?
For when it escapes, it will be as a ravenous
Lion seeking to devour...
Many a full day has gone by that I not let my thoughts wander to it... Consoled in my busy life...
Letting my mind jump to and fro...
Maybe then...I won't dwell on it...but it comes back...
In a whirlwind of leaves it tosses me...chance after chance...
To redeem myself...
Instead I pile more lovely layers to the top...
How high can it go? Without toppling over?
Categories:
dark secret, deep,
Form: Free verse
"Temper your enthusiasm,"
She said,
"The extremes of your reactions;
You should have
A more conventional frame
On which to hang
Your unconventionality."
"Don't push people,"
She said,
"You make yourself vulnerable."
She told me not to rhapsodise,
That it would be difficult,
Impossible, perhaps,
For me to harness my dynamism.
The tone of my work,
She said,
Is often a little dubious.
She said
She thought
That there was something wrong.
That I'm hiding
Some sad
Dark secret from the world.
"Temper your enthusiasm,"
She said,
"The extremes of your reactions;
You should have
A more conventional frame
On which to hang
Your unconventionality."
("Some Sad Dark Secret" was inspired by words once spoken to me by a former tutor and mentor of mine in around 1982 or '83. And my own perhaps partly fantastical reflections on them.)
Categories:
dark secret, dark, life, memory, mentor,
Form: Free verse
My dark Secret
It’s dark and firm
I want it to be inside me.
It’s smooth and delicious
I can hardly wait to see.
My love of it grows; I want it I don’t care how
Not later I’m ready, I’m ready for it now.
I can’t wait for my tongue to feel the full length
Of this dark delight that plays with my sense.
Don’t make me beg, but I will if I must
Just give it me please or I will bust.
I undo it slowly I don’t want it to fight
My lips are moist just waiting to bite.
It’s there its naked right before my eyes
My tongue explores slowly up and down its sides
I bet you all would really like some
But you can’t, this is my dark chocolate magnum.
Categories:
dark secret, funny, dark, dark, me,
Form: Couplet