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Nobody Listens. Nobody Cares.
Nobody asks if Im OK.
Nobody knows that Im scared.
Nobody knows where i am at.
Nobody knows where i live.
Nobody sees that Im drowning down here. Nobody wants to forgive...
Nobody hears my silent screams. Nobody to Quiet the storm.
Nobody knows my list of Dreams. Nobody wants me to come home...
Nobody knows the secret of my desire. Nobody believes that Im totally alone.
Nobody to put out these smoldering fires. Nobody sees how the hurt has grown...
Nobody wakes up with me everyday. Nobody holds me when i sleep.
Nobody ever wants to stay. Nobody sees the shadow as he creeps......
Nobody wants to play with me. Nobody knows the water is way too deep.
Nobody knows the pain is really too steep. Nobody tells me Im going to be alright.
Nobody tells me when to go to sleep....
Nobody knows the yearning I hide. Nobody sees my tears.
Nobody sees whats brewing inside me. Nobody TO SEE my tears.
Nobody sees him trying to get my attention. Nobody knows he's here.
Nobody hears him tell me he loves me. Nobody to calm my fears...
Nobody to stop him from getting inside me.
Nobody knows, that inside him, he offers me a Home.
Nobody hears my heart pound like a drum.
Nobody stops the adrenaline that pumps through me-
Nobody knows where it comes from.
Nobody to stop me from going to him.
"Do They see the Darkness come?"
Nobody knows how his sickness draws me to him- I feel No Soul...
Nobody knows his eyes, so hypnotizing, and inside them I'm no longer alone.
His LOVE screams violently all around me- His emotion spinning me out of control.
His darkness calms all that is crazy....
His Love is Terminal......
Nobody sees how his Power soars through me.
Nobody feels my heart bleed as its torn.
Nobody to suffocate the intrique that has lied dormant inside me.
Nobody to shed a light on whats real anymore......
Nobody to stop me. A new Storm is Born.
Nobody to remind me, another power inside of me exists....
A true undenied Faith in my Savior.
A promise made with unclenched fists.
Nobody sees how I've waited here patiently- Riding out this life & Im finally tired.
Nobody feels this weariness... The heaviness... The weight of my Soul......
Im longing for this torment to take all that is left......
The pain that is never denied me....
Written: August 13, 2023
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Hidden stars, out lights of the sky,
In the alleys where secrets lie,
Tall black houses built with grout
Whispering stories of shadows stout.
My fists hit the sturdy doors.
Seeking answers that lie hidden in the floors
But the houses remain silent and still.
With no answers to fulfill.
Levels have no steps on them.
No way to reach the secrets within.
Searching for the truth—hoping it will stem.
So I walk—until I'm faint with numb skin.
I cross dark streets—where shadows dance,
Guided by the moon's mysterious glance,
Still, reassuring winds caress my face,
Whispering tales of a forgotten place.
Through turmoil—I stumble.
In the depths of this urban jungle,
Till I fall into the emptiness,
Lost in the night's embrace—I confess.
The stars will proceed forever—never walking,
But their beauty remains—forever talking,
Unclenched fists I let pass unsolved questions.
Discarding frustration and misconceptions,
Because silence cannot always be broken,
Oft in the whispers that truth is spoken.
I say nothing—but the wind blows.
Carrying my thoughts wherever it goes,
And in the stillness of the night,
I find solace—a sense of quiet delight.
Lost in the night's embrace,
I discover a raw meaning of grace,
In the hidden stars and out lights,
I find a peace that ignites.
In the depths of gloom, I am not alone.
Night's embrace has become my own.
In the tall black houses, mysteries reside.
But, it's in the unknown where we truly find
A sense of wonder and awe,
A reminder that in this world beyond we saw.
So let the stars endure forever.
Their beauty and magic—an endeavor,
To remind us that even in the darkest night,
There is always—a glimmer of light.
This is the second half, read part one before this
...This life was unlike others, not ripe, not light
We curs't them, 'stood not their mutual blight
There was a strange ambience, a UV map
of Pyrrhic love, a Stygian rapt
We could not believe it, to see it borne
Their darkness their cynic, their muse of thorns
The thorns so thick, so spiny so brutal
Their thicket so dark, impenetrable
Then two years were spent, were lost were gone
And they then stood gasping, fought out, forlorn
For a moment, a second, a damned micron
They thought it was pointless, a habit to be torn
In their eyes the glow faded and dimmed
Their embrace unclenched, they step't out for a swim
They said for a moment, that moment thus spent
"Is it not to be, my love, princess?"
"No, my heart, my life, it isn't."
Thunder failed, fires paled and banked
Storms rolled back, to join their ranks
The sun shone watery, clear, pale
We all rejoiced to see it fail
Yet when came night the dark, the cold
He stepped to their kingdom, arms out, to hold
His eyes glowed again, eager for dark eyrie
His blood tingled for her sweet evil sincer'ty
He waited but briefly, even brief too much
Two days too long even without her touch
He crashed out to find her, his life, dark love
He swept about, caught in morass, in mud
Where did she go, she left, departed
She said they were safer, alone, thus parted
The waves crashed down, destroyed the kingdom
Time smoothed the sand, waited for the new one
A drum of rain on window pane
A streak of tears, of dripping rain
A power melted, now cool, urbane
A life now gone, now leeched, now strained
A slipping sliding treach'rous lane
A fading, ripping, tearing, pain
A spectat'r watches, smiles, blames
A future deprived, no glory...
Mundane.
There they were again,
the double digits on my clock,
11:11; 1:01; 8:08; 14:14
Should they be significant?
I. Don't. Know.
Someone once told them they were.
In a freaky kind of way,
but I don't pay much mind.
It is just kind of unnerving sometimes,
glancing at a clock. seeing those digits.
I sigh yet again,
because looking at clocks
takes me someplace and sometime else.
I have found myself
glancing at the time less
for an entirely different reason.
Anvil feeling within me now,
when before it was more like a feathery feel.
Going to that place
where I want to knock on your door.
In fact, I almost did today
but I unclenched my fist as my knuckles
almost hit the wood
It's not that I don't want to,
more like I feel you don't want me to.
And even if I did,
I find myself expecting that you won't open the door,
not that I don't have faith...
You see,
expecting is different from hoping.
Where expectations come from logic, the mind
and from what you've so far shown,
I have come to expect that the door remains shut.
Playful sadness, coldness, sighness.
But I still hope, since that comes from the heart.
Damn it. The perennial hopeful in me.
Am I foolish? Stupid? So be It.
At least I have faith, hope...love.
My fuel each day.
Speeding along on track number 4.
Numbers running, running, flying
spanning greater distances between us,
and I feel that gap even more so now.
Numbers climbing, climbing each day
but there's one set of numbers
that I am hoping one day to see go up,
not stopping there.
42 plus plus plus.
The feeling is deep inside
Calling as a helpless innocent guilt
It has become too much for me
Falling down like a cracking mountain
I imagine it as a scarlet, an unclenched stain.
Becoming a slave to my freedom
I want to be cleanse and nothingless.
Regardless my faith, I still hope
Rescue me oh you in charge
Driving to and fro in a mind of a wales
How scary I am? When the hands are tighted.
Wasting a precious breath, so unfair
The past hunts, wondering if I can take it off.
How often the present of injustice
The incured heart burns aloud, the future is damn.
Recuse me, oh you in charge.
OH LORD My Prayer, Oh Lord My Refuge.
The firmament graced, you are the one.
You maketh right, when all seem brightly spilts
My abilities are captured, blindly running in a darkest mist.
Down to naughty, I know you can help the Sinking thought.
How the ocean flows daily without perceiving
I am in the wind that fallen in the deep
The desert is dry, why many are slowly dying?
Recuse me oh you in charge
The whole of days is a wholly of pains
Bitter days, when the escape me is in prison
I cared that's why I am calling
You are pure, to bring wholeness down to the ridge.
Your smell of kindness is what retain nature
The sun and the moon you saved, why not my days?
They're pretty in Smile, why holding mine.
Recuse me oh you in charge
Recuse me oh you in charge
I came with hands unclenched and heart awake,
To serve, to teach—for hope and learning’s sake.
I walked among the young with humble aim,
Yet found the fire I brought met not the same.
The gate was open, but the welcome thin,
The smiles spoke less than what stirred within.
Cold winds blew from those I stood beside,
While silence grew where trust should have replied.
A voice once steady, eager to be heard,
Was hushed before it could speak a word.
When conflict came, no room was made
For truth to rise, or wrongs to be weighed.
And though I planned with care and grace,
My work was brushed aside—no face
To meet me in the sacred space
Where teachers grow through mutual grace.
No tools in hand, yet still I gave
Each spark I had, each hour I saved.
Not for praise, but for the child
Whose mind could bloom though skies were wild.
Yet in this path, my spirit sees
The weight of walking without peace.
No anger now—just light and rain,
The lessons etched through silent pain.
Let this goodbye be soft and clean,
No bitter roots, no twisted scene.
The kindness shown by hearts sincere
Will stay with me, and persevere.
So here I part, with humble grace,
No blame to cast, no final case.
Only a prayer—that all may grow
In kinder soil than I did know.
Fleeting is joy and traumatic is pain
We oscillate between desires and fears
Granted free will but soon boon becomes bane
Challenges of earth life drives us to tears
We set goals but horizon disappears
Like a spoilt child, endless is our wish list
Dwelling in delusion till light appears
Love alone is real and that’s the gist
Oh, how long will we measure loss and gain
Walking the tightrope, as our ego leers
Joyous in sunshine, sorrowful in rain
We cry for help but it seems no one hears
Seeking touch divine, that endlessly cheers
Shift to an open heart and unclenched fist
It’s then that we break through divine frontiers
Love alone is real and that’s the gist
Erst fears and desires, whence all to rest lain
Boundless bliss fills us, as God’s presence nears
Again pure like a child, we’re free from stain
Transfixed in joy that each pore of form spears
Magnetic current that grips and endears
At each step, caress divine does assist
Soul transits from lower to higher gears
Love alone is real and that’s the gist
Days turn into months and years into years
Our vaporised self, becomes a bliss mist
God’s grace bountiful, our life journey steers
Love alone is real and that’s the gist
29-December-2021
No more ghostly figures
No more skeletal tangle
No more ice with her
No more pain in the ankle
Children of the sunshine
Buildings smiling with the scent
Hands of yours and mine
Into the breeze they went
In the strawberry shade
Liberally birds make love
In the bough and grassy blade
Whispering sunlight from above
The kids ride their bike
Compete with the wind
I ride too when I like
Pictures of the cherry lined
The hearts as free as the toes
Barefoot go the boys and girls
When they will return nobody knows
The wind sits in their curls
Leaving the room they go to the beach
Old uncle Fred and aunt Hilda
The butterfly in their speech
From the boat waves Agatha
You dance with the mild sun
Wearing wildflowers in your hair
In your blood the dreams run
The music is sweet and loud there
Let's collect the pine scent
A little drizzle drenched
With the rains our time spent
Our fingers all unclenched
On the Jacaranda carpet
We will play the violin
A new music we will start it
Taking the cue from your chin
June 13, 2018
For Summer Fun Poetry Contest
Sponsored by : Nayda Ivette Negron
So, in so many ways past and present mesh,
it's reminiscence of everything I have been through.
I thought, I thought I had bid adieu.
And then a poem from 2020.
A soft laughter fill with tears, a glance
A view from 2025
hello !! goodbye, hello ! again.
I feel like I've met my long lost friend ( a grin so bright it eclipsing sunlight)
Pen to paper ,eyes to a book.
I think I found what I've overlooked ( a smile so soft ,a heart that melts)
a passion so fierce
a thirst unquenched!
words unwritten.....
Jaws unclenched!
emotion pours , like a gush of rain rushing ,thrusting to the ocean floor.
I see the me of yesterday. ( Eyes glistening with unshed tears)
I see the growth ( a lie from deep within but a truth that's actually not so thin )
but still the pain I've held at Bay.
I say I'm strong.
I've moved on !
but this brings about a memory of a time
A time
of yesterday
a time I thought long gone and far away
a whisper of mine carried on the wind
I remember you.
I remember you.
I remember you.
I do.
Once, as I sat on a lush green lawn, swirled around my head
Hundreds of butterflies, having come out of nowhere!
They each took a piece of my clothes in their tiny mouths
And led me to where Love resides!
There, they lowered me on the floor
And I, overwhelmed by the radiance of Love,
Kept my eyes and my mouth solidly closed
But then Love touched me with its radiance
And I unclenched my tight fists
Love touched me and soon filled me up
Love conquered every nook and crook of my body
Love merged with my being till we became one!
I opened my eyes and let the sight of Love
Open the wings of my heart to cause my chest
To swell, for it started flying around in frenzy!
I opened my mouth and told Love
All this time, I've lived only for this moment
You are all the poems that fill the pages of my books
You are the hope that kept me going when the illusion of life
Gave the impression that it was mightier!
And Love merely said,
"I know, now, we shall remain lost
In the moment of our union
For as long as existence shall be!"