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You’ve got galaxy blood running through your veins. You’re my metaphor, you are my past, present, and future. You are everything beautiful, you are a wind that urges a cloud past a star. You dissolved my cloud, you revealed a galaxy behind my eyes. You make up every jagged, misfit edge in my heart. You complete me entirely as the sun gives the moon light to shine on their own. You’ve got galaxy blood running through your veins, darling, and there is no way anyone could possibly dim the bright, black space within you. You encompass everything I want to be. You are strength. You are brilliance. You are holding me to your chest when I am the furthest from lovable I’ve ever been. You are my hand to hold when I am reaching out to Death himself. You match the thunder of your heart to the pathetic tap mine makes against my ribs. You take over when I burn out. You breathe life into me with your words
and your smile, oh your smile, Abigayle Faith, is the most breath-taking thing I’ve ever had the pleasure to witness. They say a smile can brighten a room but yours darling, your smile has the power to brighten the cavern in my soul. Your smile illuminates the pit of black nothing I have a bad habit of falling into. Your smile brings me to tears, knowing you are happy. You are never happy. You are radiating with life always.
So thank you for writing for me and about me. I may not be good with understanding your sarcasm and I sure suck at paying you back for all the money I’ve borrowed but hell, this is the best I can do. I love you to the very edges of your existence. I love you down to the very depths where no one but you has traveled to with trepidation. I love the thoughts in your head and the words in your mouth.
Thank you for not giving up on me. Thank you for loving me to the very bitter end. Thank you for rain soaked Converse and every pleading gaze and every squeeze of your hand and those words you burned into my wrists: “You Can Make It.” Thank you for your galaxy blood. Thank you for making me a part of your glow. Thank you for lighting my Candle once more.
1. It's been years, months, weeks have gone by.
I've grown so much I can barely recognize my reflection. No lie.
Each day more, I've seen you star in less of my dreams and it made me glad.
I wrote a poem or two about the feeling of finally letting go of the best of me—you. My bad.
2. Mom drew the curtains today, I need some vitamin D.
She shut them back when she walked out, watching you ski.
My heart,
it beats,
When you're far and stops when you're near.
3. I thought I would have forgotten about your laugh, silly and cute.
Your eyes were ordinary but canvas worthy. Bullets of memories it shoots.
Your hands were soft as daisies, pretty as lilies. You'd stare at me as if I were a movie. Oh my.
Waves through my hair and entangle with mine under the moonlit sky.
4. I tried hard not to sound cheesy when I say you are my loophole, a bad habit,
A complete *****,
Force of nature, like the earth round its orbit,
Three hundred sixty-five days a year.
5. On a cloudy fall sky, I sat down in our favorite trees, penning down my thoughts.
Ink dries ahead of every word. Would you think I were cool if you saw me now?
Like a green leaf in a rainforest, a canvas stuck in a gallery, did I run out of slots?
Or am I like the river we bathe in when we were young, long gone and replaced. Do I still have a shot?
6. With you?
All through?
7. If not, let me go. I've got other dramas to star in. I won't be a second lead to none.
Can I
Go away, leave me alone in the cold dark forest, barefooted while she warms your sheets.
Hold me, let go, shunned.
8. Is she your forever?
Your seahorse?
Dancing to your favorite tune?
When I only need the source?
9. Your heart,
It beats,
Thump, thump, thump.
It's all for me, she feels.
10. About the poems I lied
Over a hundred, for each I cried
Thump thump thump
It beats
For you
Keep looking at your picture in my phone
The one you sent me when you were all alone
Pressing that screen to see that live video
Wishing you'd reach through and grab hold of me again
So fond of you but i don't wanna be your friend
We spent too many nights
naked and grindin, you bending me over
your essence on my skin
now i'm strung out like an addict
told myself you were just a bad habit
i couldn't deny it
once you ripped the needle from my arm it felt like i was dying
You went from bending me over
to saying it's over but i'm under your spell
I'll admit you bring out the worst in me
alter ego, that me they don't wanna see
I'm the church girl, the mother the professional
but you woke up that deviant no one knows
I'm not in love
just high off orgasms
and i still don't know what makes me higher
your mouth in my thighs or your mouth on my ear
you challenge my thoughts and my feelings
I just wanna stare at your lips and breath in your intelligence
See i know you did the right thing
this was getting too wild, almost frightening
but my alter ego is a control freak
she's not going down without a fight
she wants you, and she'll kill me to get you
so what do I do?
I'm a sex addict and a saint
don't know which me is more real
who's me and who ain't
i love God
i love sex
i love the sanctuary
and ***
for a long time the other lay dead
then you came
then i came
alter ego resurrected
i feel so disconnected
but not defeated
if she wants a fight that's just what she'll get
I'm not ready to die
too many people rely on
the woman i am when i'm not under that man
Yea i know it sounds simple but the truth is it hurts
because the addict is still me so fighting her leaves bruises
on my head
on my chest
between my legs so many scars
and i want it to stop
can't we be at peace?
but the battle was never promised an end
it was promised to me if i endured till the end
so the fight is daily
the addict and the saint
i still long for your touch but the saint won't give up.
__________________
O what ye have been doing here?
I’ve been watching my life pass by.
Just that and nothing else?
Why, is not it enough?
_________________
O man, ye just cannot afford to be
A mute pair of banks on meditation
Forever watching the river flow by,
Nor yet a stone getting grounded as sand,
Ye better watch this life of yours pass by
And try, be part of its perennial flow.
You’ve twenty-four hours a day and enough--
Nearly one and a half thousand moments,
Each with potential possibilities,
This life’s no distant goal, it’s here and now.
O never think that thy life’s joy lies far,
Far off ‘pon finishing a given deed,
But ponder, true joy and bliss lies right here
Wait not for that moment thy deed is done,
It is in the adventure of journey,
Not just in reaching the destination.
And yet, indulging in fancy dreams of
Destinations and thy goals duly scored,
Ye tend to forget very life to live,
Forget to give the due deserved by life.
Alas, we mankind has this bad habit
To turn all of the life unto habit,
To turn love unto mere relationship,
And that in turn unto material thing,
Thoughts go in grooves of habit to get lame,
We fancy giving our feelings a name,
And try to fit moments to timetable,
To put on life on to a much-paved way
Rather than make a newly carved walkway
Our own, turn vibrant life into habit.
But why oh why should a man be like this?
Perhaps, he tries to insure all the life
And make it secured sans any a strife,
And sleep sound, assured like Kumbhakarna
Unmindful, he makes life a commodity.
What he likes he postpones for all his life,
And goes on doing what he never likes…
Till one day comes his life’s late, late evening,
Not having ever stood oh face to face
With what’s his life. Full of regrets he dies.
__________________
O Time, O Death, don’t ye scare,
In invincible thee,
Undefeated dwells me,
O ye better beware.
_____________________
Reflections |25.12.2024|Blank verse, life, time,
This is dedicated
To this girl
Her eyes told a mysterious story that exposed her danger
But my sixth sense was overpowered by the hearts need to love
a stranger
The perfect dime to my ninety which completes me entirely
This. . .
Girl
Was a gift from the universe, filled with distorted energy
Which then combined with mine, and I confused with synergy
From the start, gave her my hand
Invited her to my world,
Then gave her my heart
A heart that considered her a good habit
Which caused it only to beat in the presence of her love
and like a dove
I was then pictured as a symbol of peace and flew away in the skies
I was peace. We were peace.
Our light moving towards cloud nine, but past that to cloud infinity
Our future together was clear, close my eyes and I could see it vividly
we were like Siamese twins, take us apart and death is a possibility
I was here to stay,
my love was here to stay . . .
I thought you were here to stay so
you could NOT. GET. RID OF ME...
or could you?
I closed my eyes and I heard steps
And like a ninja, out of my life you crept
And this thief...
This thief came through the darkness of the night and snatched you
Grabbed you up
Dazed you
Flashed you
''I could do better than him'' through his false aura he screamed
Funny thing is, you believed.
I was deceived
Received with open arms
But later on replaced.
Thought of as the man of your dreams
But later on erased
Running from reality, when in reality I had to chase it
Love was a crutch to me, but I had to face it
You were the lost soul
That was seduced by the bandit
Now my heart considers you a cigarette
In other words a bad habit
Granted
I don't need you
All I need is mental stability
Acceptance of reality
This notebook
And my pen
So then...
Me and you can just become
Strangers, again.
The Reason is what I am looking for,
a reason why things ripped and tore,
A reason is what I am trying to explore,
A reason to retry and restore.
My mind is split,
There are some things that don't quite fit.
But, you have to give me some credit,
Because I'll never forfeit.
I'll just keep taking the hit,
I've always been a good target.
Just ask my dad, oh wait, he already kicked the bucket.
With my family I was never close-knit,
I guess it's my fault, but hold on a minute.
I've got evidence that should help acquit,
Now what did I do with that exhibit,
Losing things has become a real bad habit.
I'm trying to find a reason in the rhyme,
I'm afraid I don't have a whole lot of time.
In this case, the punishment doesn't fit the crime.
I feel like I am always in an uphill climb.
Trying to find
Some peace of mind.
But I guess I wasn't designed
To leave it all behind,
So, it's all just combined.
Now, if you could be so kind,
And if you would be so inclined,
I've got some things outlined,
Just waiting to be signed.
Okay, so where was I?
Let me give this another try.
I may need you to clarify
Because the reason doesn't justify.
What ever happened to the 'eye for an eye'?
When did my mind go awry?
My mind I need to rectify.
I think to find the reason I need to verify
How much of my mind they all occupy.
Perhaps this whole time I've known
But every time I'm close I get thrown.
Off the path, I'm blown.
Overthrown from the throne.
I try to find the trail, but it's been overgrown.
I become more lost, more alone.
Until I start hearing laughter from all around.
It's coming from everywhere, the sky and the ground.
Being inside my own head echoes the sound,
Trying to keep the reason from being found.
To be Continued...
Past Regeret....
The person I was BEFORE is in the past for a reason
Have spent alot of time trying to change day by day
But often times those who dont even know you
Sure have alot of criticisim and things to say
Use to have a bad habit of caring what others think
Why do they chose to see what they want to see?
I have made many mistakes I regret in my life
But I chose to let it all go and be FREE
People often judge without even realizing their doing it
Heres an idea be quiet and let me speak give it a try
Walk a mile in these tattered shoes
Than feel free to question my reasons WHY
Dont label a person based on first impression
I never claimed to be perfect thats absurd
Give me a chance get to know me
Dont base your opinions on what you heard
I have worked hard to come to this place in my life
Open your heart Im sure you to have a few regrets
The difference between you and I is I am open minded
I prefer to treat people with dignity and respect
Choices I have made at times not the best
Sometimes things happen for reasons unknown
No explanation no rhyme or reason
Took it as a lesson and a made them my own
Life is to short I try not to take it for granted
Every regret a lesson that I have been given
Tomorrows a NEW day to start again
I shall get up go on and keep on living
I could sit around and wallow in self pity
What would be the point in that what would it teach?
Want to be a good example to my beautiful daughter
Let go of the regret and everything is within your reach
No more wasting my thoughts on past regrets
Accept my mistakes they have made me strong
Cant change them now anyway its to late
Only choice is to dust off and MOVE ON
I promised Milt I'd tell him a tale
Turn on a little Hillbilly music OK
I was about the age of six or seven and bootleggin was a real bad habit.
Or so I heard
We had one road called the Cannon Ball Road
Where the law'd hide in the trees and wait for the brew
Trying to stop all of these illegal crews
Or so I heard
Now where we lived there weren't many homes
And most of the owners worked their homes were so new
You see all this took place back in WWII
Or so I heard
One afternoon mom, my little brother, a cousin and me
Were in the house it was pre TV
The door burst open and a man ran in, "I gotta use you phone right away," said he
Or so I remember
Scared to death mom showed him the phone
We all just stared as he made his call
And Zeke my little brother started to bawl.
Or so I remember
He hung up the phone thanked mom and explained
He had to get hold of his brother, he said
It seems he'd heard the cops were planning a raid.
Or so I remember
He left and mom rushed to the door
There was no way to lock it to stop another scare
So she and my cousin pushed up a big chair.
Or so I remember
The next thing she did was then call my dad
"Call next door to his brother " is what he said
Zeke and I climbed upon the back of the chair
And looked out the window until he was there
Or so I remember
The cops did raid Bushers Grape Vine after work
And as it turns out they went to our church
We found out he had ran nearly three miles to ask for mom's help
Or so I remember
Zeke and I had so much fun on the back of the chair
Whenever dad would have to work late at night
We'd beg mom to lock the door to avoid another such scare
Or so I remember
The person I was BEFORE is in the past for a reason
Have spent alot of time trying to change day by day
But often times those who dont even know you
Sure have alot of criticisim and things to say
Use to have a bad habit of caring what others think
Why do they chose to see what they want to see?
I have made many mistakes I regret in my life
But I chose to let it all go and be FREE
People often judge without even realizing their doing it
Heres an idea be quiet and let me speak give it a try
Walk a mile in these tattered shoes
Than feel free to question my reasons WHY
Dont label a person based on first impression
I never claimed to be perfect thats absurd
Give me a chance get to know me
Dont base your opinions on what you heard
I have worked hard to come to this place in my life
Open your heart Im sure you to have a few regrets
The difference between you and I is I am open minded
I prefer to treat people with dignity and respect
Choices I have made at times not the best
Sometimes things happen for reasons unknown
No explanation no rhyme or reason
Took it as a lesson and a made them my own
Life is to short I try not to take it for granted
Every regret a lesson that I have been given
Tomorrows a NEW day to start again
I shall get up go on and keep on living
I could sit around and wallow in self pity
What would be the point in that what would it teach?
Want to be a good example to my beautiful daughter
Let go of the regret and everything is within your reach
No more wasting my thoughts on past regrets
Accept my mistakes they have made me strong
Cant change them now anyway its to late
Only choice is to dust off and MOVE ON
my heart i have removed
i am sick of being confused
each second of every day
i am tortured by every word
you have ever said
the worst day of my life
keeps rewinding in my head
its too much, more than i can take [ i cant take it]
my patience is running thin [ yeah i cant take it]
any longer and im going to break [well i cant take it]
you cant hear my screams
[all you hear is what you want to hear]
over broken promises and shattered dreams
[but now i have to make it clear]
so listen as i scream these words to you
whats the point in having emotions
when all you feel is pain [im hurting inside]]
and theres no smile left to gain [wheres my smile]
yeah i learned never to get high [never]
because youll always bring me down [bring me down]
well youll always bring me down [well youll always]
yeah and you cant deny it [cant deny it]
its like a bad habit [and you know it]
you cant hear my screams
[all you hear is what you want to hear]
over broken promises and shattered dreams
[but now i have to make it clear]
so listen as i scream these words to you
whats the point in having emotions [the worst day of my life]
when all you feel is pain [keeps rewinding in my head]
and theres no smile left to gain, no smile [the worst day of my life]
well theres no smile, theres no smile [keeps rewinding in my head]
everyday i bled for you [im still bleeding]
while you turned and neglected my screams [im still screaming]
i sat and wished, wished [im still wishing]
yeah im still wishing, [everyday i bled for you]
im still wishing, [everyday i bled for you]
well im still wishing, [everyday i bled for you]
.....still wishing to die