Perhaps I had done the gods wrong in my past life
Such that love was wielded to me as a knife
Maybe I’m confused, too young, and too naive
But isn’t it love if it destroys you when it leaves?
The eyes plead when your words escape you
They betray me when I say I’m done and through
For this feeling never truly disappeared, even if I deny
It’s hidden under a mountain of hurt, happiness, and lies
One could say it’s love in its purest and best form
It never even started, so why worry about the storm
It pushes all the limits and breaks all the rules
It ruins you and turns even scholars into fools
I was hopelessly hoping for a flicker or a spark
But I burned in your flames that lit up the dark
The days turned into months of wearing away
And the scars made me see stars in the light of day
It hurts too much to be given any other name
I was drawn to you like a moth to a burning flame
I tried to make you stay, but it was all for naught
For you were mine in all the ways you were not.
Let me gaze into your eyes
Look deep into mine
Let our souls intertwine
And create that magic we cant deny
Don't look away, my twinflame
As I break through every barrier
you've built up
I promise if you let me in
I'll keep your heart warm
with my undying love
Embracing the unknown together,
So scary, but we can't give up
There is nothing our souls together
wont overcome.
the man set his own house on fire
and looked at the animals who are running away
he screamed at the trees for not taking the toll
even though ht was the one who started the fire
he blamed the clouds that won't rain
for bringing his house down to ashes
the man set his own house on fire
allowed the invasion of aliens
that destroyed him and all his principles
thinking it won't cause him the harm
forgetting a scorpion will bite your hand
even if you feed him
There’s a fire raging in my heart,
I feel helpless as I see
the world in dire straits
and the humanity structure
seemed on the point of collapse…
A wound that doesn’t get healed
A thirst that couldn’t get quenched
A desire that couldn’t get fulfilled
A goal that couldn’t be reached,
A life that couldn’t be lived
A death that wouldn’t want to die.
All the gods of man, his religions,
his creeds and his many customs,
his seers, his saints and his scriptures...
Alas, couldn’t save the world from
some evil minds, a few twisted souls.
Your seawater stirs in me where fire balances high on oil
You clasp my candlefire, wick's motioning coil —
A sweating kind of missing
A burned open kissing
The glass shared between us two
Flames in our faces as we move
To the synchrony past
Our dressing these masks
These temperatures rising in veins of you and I
God, brief tourniquets in time —
Where I drown my highbrow in your heat
This hard body now heartbeats
This translation
My intoxication
It's not clear
a story may help
and a better story
will be more help
and this one is it~
it is the story of
what is really
happening
now I know and
the search is over~
such seems a path
of deceptive clarity
yet "deceptive" may be
a word on fire
I made it to
the edge of thought
with consciousness
ablaze
I escaped the fire
but not the heat
all memory
a haze
I just got out
when fate attacked
from inside
burns the past
To leave me orphaned
without a home
my legacy
— in ash
(Dreamsleep: June, 2025)
To speak the truth in a world woven with lies is to set yourself on fire like a torch,
Just to prove you were never made of wax melted under absent gazes,
They praise polite silence, mute nods, and false smiles that hide the void,
But they tremble when your words come unfiltered, sharp, soaked in everything they fear,
And they act as if speaking facts is a sin that burns under the light of day.
You offered them honesty, and they returned it cracked, called you cruel for bleeding openly,
In a world that only applauds masks, where every truth shatters into unheard echoes,
Being honest is a heavy task, not just a simple policy, but an effort to remain whole,
And even in democracy, where voices should be free, honesty is viewed as a flaw.
So, if you think telling the truth is simple, oh, no, sir, it's an unwavering mission,
A dance on the sharp edge of society that prefers to hear only what is sweet and soft,
But perhaps, in this fire, courage will be found to burn all masks, to light the way,
To a world where truth is no longer a burden, but a release from the chains of lies.
Heal and transform my life
Let our love catch fire~
Since it knows no ends,
Holds no place for dispute~
Just a bright, sparkling start.
Your love dispels all strife,
So your love I admire.
On it, my soul depends;
In hearts it takes root,
Its goodness sets it apart.
Time to profit is rife,
Your love and care inspire~
All known bounds they transcend,
And all weathers they suit—
No longer can they depart.
Emotions stir eternally enchanted,
each hurricane fades to a black sky.
The listless poet’s quill drips,
corralling every vibrant sunset.
Writing as old lyrics catch the air,
Say it to me again.. ‘Freefall!’
I don’t want to be disappointed
but I know it’s the truth;
Nothing will ever feel as good as you;
Strawberry-orange flavored orchestra,
citrus pizazz on your senses;
Each note meticulously blended,
what a sweet tart of a smoothie.
The next verse begins with ‘Sweetheart..’
Say it to me again… ‘Freefall!’
I don’t want to be disappointed
but I know it’s the truth;
Nothing will ever feel as good as you;
Featherweight feelings floating
in the air are gingerly swirling.
You want to capture them
right then they pop,
translating into something else.
Say it to me just one more time. ‘Freefall!’
I don’t want to be disappointed
but I know it’s the truth;
Nothing will ever feel as good as you;
It’s a welcome free fall you talked me into.
Cause:
my great grandma was "Hispanic" (Puerto Rican), my slight tan will put me in that cast of ugly characters, 'Crayola American's' to be shipped across the Mexican border, but I don't mind.
It's God's country. THE C.C.C.'s ~ Coffee Chocolate and Cocaine!
YYYEEEE HHHAAAAA!
Y'all come see us now ya hea?
Dancing with happiness now, is my very new beginning.
Each tiny cell glances now, with a rainbowed meaning!
Now, I no longer hunt in need of any of life’s answers.
We both run free, like joyful, new born, deer prancers.
Your electric gazes delectable kisses hold all my answers!
Happy Birthday~my beloved, precious, eternal, love fancier!
2/25/2025
in denial
but pacing while room is on fire
motion capture fail to paint his emotions
"I'm fine"- a product of his illusion
litany of reasons but pain stuck under his skin
too afraid to pen about, too afraid to scream it out
demons are his rulers, will demons be the winners?
help! he is drowning he can't put out this fire
There’s a pain in my ribs
pains in my feet
a pain in one arm
and pain causing heat
My body’s on fire
sunburnt it feels
I sure do wish
this Fibro would heal
My legs are restless
I am trying to sleep
this pain radiating
I don’t want to keep
Pains penetrating
inside and out
the average person
would scream and shout
But no not I
my spirit is strong
this is my life
so I push on
Some days weaker
I put up a fight
most days exhausted
like I am tonight
The struggle is real
and different each day
I can only hope
they’ll soon go away
Until that day
I live with the curse
But try not to moan
cause some have it worse.
when accused of blither-blather
seek shelter in the moment, rather
than plunge right in confrontationally
into a bottomless pit of calumny
remember to count to ten again and again
ramp it up to a thousand, don’t pretend
if you’re still hot, don’t plead that you’re not
or let bygones be bygones and all that rot
‘coz the chickens always come home to roost
when and if you’re still juiced
you just might slice that swollen face wide open, catsup-red
then hallucinate as into grinning spiders it is shhh-RED
*******
If the horror you've just read
fills you with naught but dread
Try not to lose it, jughead ~ pray hard
before you go to bed
~ Dr. Jack Ell
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