Knock all you want till you break down my door
Knock all you want till it aint there no more
Knock all you can till the wind burns your back
Knock all you can till the wood starts to crack
Knock all you will till you forget to see
Knock all you will till you give up on me
Knock all you please till your eyes start to cry
Knock all you please till the plants start to die
Knock all you can till the birds stop there song
Knock all you will till the silence is gone
Knock all you please till the world ends its war
Knock all you want no ones home anymore.
is there not a note or chord or rhyme
i haven't explored or given time,
or some three letter tune, with notes so true
it perfectly explains my state of mind?
its hard finding new rhymes with lonely,
or to make arguments i've been betrayed,
those long nights still haunt me
and time and shame they cost me
behind an unlocked door barricade,
i wish i was a lot kinder,
to the one i had left on the floor,
instead of torturing myself with more questions
about if anyone really does care,
i should have packed up my rags,
put my time in a bag
and paid for a one-way bus fare,
to get me the hell out of there,
i'm sorry for leaving you abandoned,
and yelling at you to believe,
you must suck it all up,
put your pride in a cup,
and swallow your hollow disgrace,
the taste was always sour,
the smile soon would fade,
and back again you'd find yourself
behind another barricade,
when i reach out
I touch aether
when i hold you
im clutching a cloud
when we talk
hours float by
and when youre gone
i still feel you by my side
but sometimes
when you leave
a part of me
my incorporeal hands
clutch grains of sand
but they always phase through
like nothing i do
ever impacts you
at night, when the blue moon calls out to all wild things,
its azure a calming wave in the bottomless screaming night
I walk in time and with each furthering step,
sweeping strides
which pay more mind to any journey than its subsequent destination,
I wonder what translucent fish hook has ensnared me, finding myself dragged from bed each evening,
restless body and brain,
suffering from some kind of phantom pain
which wines and aches
each second i stay in one place
so I swim through these dull grey streets
crossing sides when i see
something move in my periphery
avoiding eyes because to me they bleed
through my thin skin and creep
on the contents of my lungs
filled to the brim with this past
i continuously try to Ash
for the last time
how noble is the night sky, how sacred are the stars,
who shine amiss a blackened wisp, mysterious you are,
I hung some up inside my room to try to capture light,
But all they gave were weary days reminding me of plight,
So here I rest inside my bed just looking at some stars,
reminding me of how it seems we're all so far apart,
how do they not noticed that the milk is spoiled they drink it like it’s water!
I could never how are they so blind
The milk is spoiled
It’s rotten
It’s no good
Yet they continue not a care in the world
They don’t notice.
To give life, and have that life dejected away, within seconds….. Pleading for a precedent, Incapable of escalating.
Designed second, within spent habits, disqualified from my child. Bitter sentiments of mediocrity and anguish. Powerless to retreat, decisively surrendering. Trusting to lull my droll agony, melancholy. Imploring for my termination.
She was the sun who shined so bright.
He was the moon who light the night.
I was a lonely star in this big universe
Who grew to be too nervous
I was hidden by you Because that's all you do
Hide me
So she could see
You and only you.
I was a little light
All you do was fight
So of course she would always notice you
You were her view
As A Rose That Never Grows.
.
A single drop in a vast deep ocean
The furthest star in the night sky
As lonely as a rejected leper
So am I
.
As a flower that never blooms
Undernourished without love not care
Living in limbo
With no one to share
.
For I no less than an orphan
Umbilical chord severed from the world
My world a dark barren desert
My will ignored and upheld
.
Cursed to wander as a ghostly spirit
The chains that bind me
Under lock and key
Only true love can release
And cause my agony and pain
To cease.
.
For I live a living death
Feel less than human
All I know is pain
Soon I will be gone
But not missed
But hope to rise again
And be loved
As I should.
Peter Dome©2020.
A Rose in The Snow.
.
Deep within a forest blanketed by snow
A place yet unknown
And no one ventures or goes
Grows and clings on to life
The once most beautiful fragrant delicate rose
So sweet its heart
But fragile its petals and folds
Stretches to the sun
Stung by a bee
Overshadowed by towering thickets of trees
.
Without love or tender care
The rose never fully flourished
Bedraggled pitifully
Neglected and undernourished
.
Gradually it withers away
Its petals fall to the snow
And a gust blows it astray
Never to see
Another day
.
What makes this rose so precious and special
Is because it is rare
And with so much love
And affection to share
The last rose to ever grow.
Now nothing
Buried in snow.
.
Peter Dome©2020.
The day is dying
The half-moon is faltering
In its nocturnal crawl
Across the gloomy sky
As the sleepy village goes to bed
Under the inky dark African sky
Stragglers are home-bound with trepidation
From another day of disillusionment
Lonely drunks lost in alcoholic world
Stagger home on the sandy paths
Boastful about feats known only to them
As the alcohol ebbed with their fading dreams
In the barricaded walls of wealthy mansions
Glittering outwardly and lit by obscene chandeliers
Lay looters and scoundrels of our commonwealth
Wide-awake scared stiff of night marauders they have created
As the gulf between the leaders and the led continues to widen
The day of reckoning has come for African predator overlords
Like Macbeth they have murdered sleep
They shall sleep no more
5
Hey there
My lonely son
Can you come
Off your run
And stay, be
Free to fall
No more today
And stay here
Stay without
Your love
Of a drug
In my arms
Where narcane
Begs your return
Beauty beckons to the sea
Please set my Lover free
Once he sailed to her land
And gave Beauty his tender hand
But that wasn't meant to be
For he was lured back to sea
Far away to a distant shore
Love is gone forever more
His spirit has called her endless days
From far below the raging waves
Now she has come to learn
Love is never to return
So Beauty waits on Sea's sand
Looking for her Lovers hand
Waiting for the day when
She will go and join him
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Sponsored by: Constance La France
09/15/21
Here it comes
And there it goes
Walking all these
Lonely roads
The lonley feeling in my heart
Is literally tearing me apart
I am surrounded by so many
Yet feel like there is no one there
Sometimes i feel i am going crazy
Just feeling like pulling out all my hair
Feel like i want some company
But not just any kind
Company from a special someone
But that someone is no where to be found
As they belong to someone else now
And there is no return
Why do we always have to lose the ones we love
Either they are taken from earth
Or they are with someone new
Why can't life bring me happiness
For all the thing i do
I wish life could change one day
And bring me some happiness too
By Naderia Bookram
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