Moving my hands.
My hands twisting and almost tackling each other.
Colliding knuckles.
Frantic and desperate.
Eyes grazing and chewing.
Jaw moving side to side.
Everything seems so much like-
A lack of communication.
So I twirl my body around.
As if I’m holding a ribbon.
Almost falling over.
Realizing that I haven’t said a word.
When I try to speak-
It’s just my toes tapping.
Feels like I’m yapping.
My mouth is heated.
Eyelashes grasping.
When you get into this state of mind…
Opening your mouth could reveal that I have no teeth or tongue.
I’m convinced.
No one understands me, ever.
So she guided me back to bed.
So I could make shadow puppets on the ceiling.
Dear Heaven
Just writing you a letter.
I’m being sincere.
Life is lonely down here sometimes.
Everyone Is hibernating.
No one understands me.
Show me the way.
Am I a poet?
I’m trying to walk the narrow road.
Sometimes there's no rain, my thoughts are in a drought.
Can’t wait to go home,heavenly sky with no doubt.
Clouds will carry me with poetry.
I ponder what Heaven would be like.
A small house with a small room so I can write.
All have to wait a little longer.
One day I will pass on.
With a beautiful song.
(Flowers, by Helen Jane Long)
Show me the way.
We will meet through the radiant horizon.
With many colors someday.
Salt a gin and tonic,
It’s too dry.
Assault my temple with sin,
Be honest,
You like the rye.
Look me in my honest eye,
Conversations with myself are the fondest,
Because no one understands me better when I rhyme.
Took a pen and across the paper it slides,
Scribble out the oddest lines.
Apply pressure to the page,
Trickle out ink until the pen has died.
Wet ink is promised to eventually dry,
But tomorrow isn’t promised,
For some reason I can’t help but question why?
After four portions of Moët fine wine,
I tend to think of life as if it’s all just a waste of time.
If tomorrow could be withdrawn then what’s the point of the “grand design”?
If tomorrow I wake up past dawn,
Should I consider myself only one step closer to dying?
Don’t overstep,
The temple has redrawn the walls and implores you to walk within the lines.
It’s not perfect,
But nothing’s wrong with second best.
When it stops hurting,
In comes walking Sudden Death.
We can’t always be our very best,
Attempting perfect,
It feels like burning,
The scars left behind showcase regret.
I lost my nest and am running through the flow of time.
No one is there to realize the pain of my heart,
I am alone and running through the flow of time.
I found so many illusions and fears in path of that tide
I found love, romance, and affection broad and wide.
Which in my dream I am committed to achieving that goals
and so I leave my nest , flying to time by my heart and souls.
No one understands me no one understands what the treasure I want
I would like to have the pink roses which stands for love to understand.
But in search of that I found the battle raging in the darkness,
which wounds my heart invade like an arrow at ease.
I have lost my dream, so I sing songs of love and affection on the road.
I am making a vow to set up peace, love and compassion in home and abroad.
Over seven billion people
in the world today,
and right by your side
is where I want to stay
I know just what you are thinking
when I look into your eyes
and I know what your really saying
when you let out those loud sighs
I know what your answer will be
before the question is ever asked
I know who you are now
and who you were in the past
I have never loved anyone
the way that I love you
together there is not anything
we can not make it through
You are my person
the only one for me
when you look into my eyes
I finally feel seen
no one understands me
the way that you do
I will spend the rest of my life
showing my love to you
I want you to know
that no matter what anyone may say
I choose you as my person
every single day
he throws snowballs at buses
but now is able to memorably convey experiences
using iambic dimeter
creating an impersonality
vidya games and spondee
he threw my bicycle in the river
now juxtaposing contrasting stuff side by side
heroic couplets
passive aggressive ballads
caesura; and brexit geezer
he said my inflections and monosyllables
were slick and sick; cowboy poetry
his first poem is called "no one understands me -
how to wear the crown of thorns"
it has a jolly tone that will uplight the reader's spirits
gardyloo hoecake
You call me weak,
You call me crazy.
I can't get out of bed,
You call me lazy.
The thoughts in my head,
Well they're threatening to destroy me.
They tell me I’m not worth it,
They’ll never leave me be.
“I saw a smile on your face!
You were happy the other day”
But what you couldn't hear were the voices screaming turn and run away.
Depression is s monster!
All it does is hold you down!
Trying to reach the surface,
But you feel like you might drown.
No one understands me,
I feel like I'm alone.
But everyone has demons
They have to deal with on their own.
Feeling oh so alone
On this lonely planet
Called Earth.
Stressed out all time.
Tears Flowing down my face
From Dawn to Dusk.
Broken is how I feel
Just like a shattered teapot.
Shattered is the state I am in.
I feel like no one understands me.
I talk about my passion boxing and to family and feel like they don't care.
Abandoned and on my own is how I feel.
Feeling oh so alone,
Broken And Abandoned
on this lonely planet
Called Earth.
Everywhere you look
Movement at fast pace
Yet I feel stuck here
No name no face
27 years of age
No goals no ambitions
This ain’t me
I’ve seen the premonitions
I want to be more
I want to make them proud
But no one understands me
This world seems so loud
Drugs on every corner
And drinking in the street
I even saw some old bird
Selling pictures of her feet
I want a better life than that
But I don’t know how to get it
one thing I do know is I won’t give up
And don’t you forget it
For a girl with no name
And a girl with no face
I’m gunna make a come back
And I’m gunna take my place !!!!!
Mama I want to be just like U
But only the righteousness part of YOU
Teach me how to love the God way
Hold me like I'm still your little babe
Seriously pray for me audibly as well as silently
Mom deep inside I am still glad you pray for me, pray for me
Keep me in your heart beating me never leave me needy
Tell me always that you love loudly don't ever be quiet
Don't give up on me if I am defiant
So song of Love Me always and often for my life
As the Lord has open no one understands me
But deep. deep, deep inside me I know what I shall be
I never admitted audibly but I think I know you do
I've seen you cry for me I am seeing those tears you have prayed for me
Mama I just need to be held please keep me in your will
Forgive me for my wrongs to come to you I'm so sorry I've done you wrong
I'm going to sing this repentive song for my wrongs I'm sorry MOM
From sources I can't deny I feel something on the inside this is my conversion I'm no longer wrong this is my CHAIARA Song
2/15/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2022
A POEM MADE UP OF CLICHES
At Poetry Soup we're admonished
Never to use cliches
They provide us an extensive list
For the error of our ways
But one thing you can rely on
Is people just don't pay heed
Like a dog gnawing a ham bone
Poets write stuff unfitten to read
Over and over again
I traverse the road less traveled
No one understands me
I feel worn to a frazzle
When all is said and done
I'll just wish upon a star
Or perhaps I'll follow the sun
And hope I don't go too far
Since fools rush in
Where angels fear to trod
And people get under my skin
I'll go by the grace of God
When life takes an unexpected twist
And you're plagued by a multitude of sin
Not making money hand over fist
Misery loves company and broken hearts never mend
You have reached the end of your rope
Tired of waiting for your ship to come in
Don't sit around and mope
'Cause you have fences to mend
Curtis Moorman
30 November 2018
no one understands me i doubt they ever will
they cannot see inside and tell me how i feel
my head remains my prison dual windows to look out
you only see a mirror reflecting your own doubt
if you choose to weigh me to aide your peace of mind
and dress me in presumtions that justifies your find
then i will be that shadow that falls across your eye
as i bow before the judgement and gently pass you by
you cannot see intentions or buy them for there wealth
or balance indignations you first must judge yourself
if you want to know me ill tell you where to start
first you have to climb the stairway from my heart
but no one understands me i doubt they ever will
they cannot see inside and tell me how i feel
there is no way to read me or weigh me by my wealth
how can you think you know me i hardly know myself
It’s addicting.
You pull me back in again and again.
I need you.
I try to run
And you grab my cut up wrists,
Pulling me back under.
Breathe.
Cut.
Breathe.
Cut.
The words pulse through my weapon as I lay it down.
The pain rips red through my veins.
The sting brings happiness.
Confusing, tortuous happiness.
Let my world fall around me.
It doesn’t matter.
The pleasure of the pain builds the walls up
As my world crumbles.
I fall back into your loving arms.
You have been there,
Throughout the light and dark,
The blood streaks as comfort.
I can’t not control the control I feel with you upon my thigh.
No one understands me like you do,
my dearest lover.
Loving from a distance
Day by day
It hurts so bad
These feelings I have
It feels like it is you
That I am missing
Date night,
Movie day
Those holes in my life
I love you like no other
No one understands me like you do
No one can read me like you do
No one can feel me like you do
Describing it is easy
Feeling it is hard
I want you like no other
No one can kiss me like you do
No one can hug me like you do
No one can embrace me like you do
Do I stay or do I go?
This is the question
I ask myself
Is the distance
Between us
Worth the love
That we share
Long distance
Doesn't make me love you any less
For you I will
And you
You take my breath away
So if its me that you want
Try a little harder
I'll stay right here
Waiting until our love
Is RIGHT
Because as of now
It doesn't seem so WRONG!!!
Go kill yourself that is all I heard at school
But I can’t I have a family
It would take all my sorrows and trials away forever
My mom would be left to be alone without me
No more sadness or verbal abuse
Satan would have won
My emotions would have left me forever
The angels would have to let me fall
My horrible body would be gone
My relationships would all end forever
To many voices and to many lies
Everyone says they get it and they will help
No one understands me and my problems
Only one person understands me
And that person isn’t strong enough
I am not strong enough
All I wanted was a friend
Is that too much to ask
I am alone in a world of seven billion people
I guess im not worth much
Good bye forever
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