There is a void I cant seem to close,
Into it all this turmoil flows,
Like a tender storm rushing forth,
Mingling all my midnight thoughts.
Those moments I have you, the moments I dont,
The moments Im inside you, the moments I wont,
Im feeling discarded locked in a dome,
Where do I now call home?
Your walls are built high,
Your tower beyond my reach,
And still I try,
To be a driftwood on your beach.
Here I am: nothing built on nothingness,
Inching towards something for a moment of bliss,
Kisses on thine eyes,
lips on your neck,
How quickly time flies,
While a ship is wrecked.
The remnants left in the deep,
Treasure chest in the ocean's keep,
Worn, beaten and if time has been kind,
Will never lose their luster in my mind.
I hold on to something that made me feel alive,
And if memory fails, I'll open my heart and take a dive.
Clinging on to something that's
been gone for so long
Grasping at straws
Just to feel that feeling
that was once so strong
How much longer will we hold on
Until we realize there's no way
to right our wrongs?
Wanting so badly to just go back
to before we let our insecurities
& fears define how we'd act
A love & passion so consuming
it felt like magic
Now we both sit in silence,
knowing this is more than tragic
It hurts hearing your thoughts
that you're no longer positive
that we'll forever last
Trying to get number &
number with every shot & blast
....but the high never lasts
Here comes the comedown
when our ego's ALWAYS clash
Kuz we're stuck, stagnant
in our ed up past
I just wana move forward & grow, like we both know
is the direction we needa go
Our love is too REAL
& too captivating
to try not to really feel
This is tha real deal
..so what's our fckn deal?
Its like...
we legit got no more time to steal
The ancient alchemists truly had the right ideas,
With knowledge in science, philosophy and mysticism.
They pursued a recipe for a phenomenal universal elixir
Which would cure all our un-eases.
Or spiritual enlightenment for all.
But I think the most fascinating critical thinking
Is the idea that this chemist of sorts,
Could take a base metal like lead,
And somehow miraculously transform it to gold.
So, weird, surreal and remarkable, outside of the box!
Then time moves on and ideas that sounded
Ridiculous get recycled and rehashed.
Their misinformed unscientific theories,
Somehow, make it full circle.
Today we know they were on to something.
All they needed back then was to create a nuclear reaction
In a particle accelerator like the large Hadron Collider.
But although the idea is solid
The amount of energy it takes to create
The smallest little bit of unstable gold.
I think going forward our energy may be best spent.
Seeking their other endeavor
Spiritual Enlightenment!
You should know what you’ve brought me—
whether by purpose or accident.
I haven’t felt like this in so long,
forgetting its normalcy,
forgetting how rarely it comes
unless you go searching.
I have little to give back.
Patience was stolen from me,
understanding eroded—
I learned to mistake karma for coincidence,
love for passing conversation.
It’s hard to hold on to something
as simple as kindness
when it’s offered to someone
who isn’t used to it.
But your beauty makes me lighter.
Your attention makes it real.
You don’t ask me to explain it.
You’re in my life now.
You should know
how much it changes me
to be respected,
to be seen.
What I would do
to make you safe,
to make you comfortable—
would shock those
who’ve never been given
what they quietly miss.
Please, don’t leave my life.
And if you must,
not until I’ve learned
how to carry
what you’ve given me.
Like a storm trapped in her chest
she moved in circles
footsteps restless
heart pounding louder than thought.
She had lived inside a lie
vowed to love through anything
clung to promises already crumbling
made peace with pain to feel something.
When dawn rose, it lit the truth
the smiles were masks
the kisses rehearsed, and yet, she stayed
not for love, but for the hope it might return.
She bled quietly
trying to piece together shattered glass
holding on to something
that had already let her go.
I read through my old poems
And my heartbreak is just words
I can’t even remember what I felt for you
Or why i was so desperate to hold on to something that didn’t even exist
I spent years pining
Overanalyzing your every movement
Thinking that maybe next time you’d say something.
You never did, yet i still held on to hope.
Until you gave me the light of day
And i realized in that moment
That you never wanted me
And I didn’t know why i wanted you.
See Me
I want, desperately, to Impress
Why
I don't know why
Hmm
I just, despairingly, want to Impress
I, sincerely, wish you knew why
Why, pray tell
So, interestingly, I may want to Impress too
Oh, my dear friend...
Yes, buddy
It, unfeigned, has to come from within
That, undoubtedly, makes sense
Sure, unequivocally, it does
If not, unwavering, from within
It, unmistakably, doesn't matter
Yes, but...
But what
But, dear confidant, if I don't...
Yes, you're on to something
Feel it from within...
Yes
And I, forlorn, strive to Impress anyway...
Yes, almost there...
Then, sadly, I'm not happy...
Yes, say it goddamn it
With who I am
Yes, I'm Impressed
*
Someone stole our best hound, he told me.
He is eight, and angry about it in a curious way.
Maybe he ran away, I suggested. Maybe no one stole him.
They did too! He argues.
How do you know?
He came home dragging the dog house they chained him to.
He might be on to something after all.
Black silhouette
One of the reminders that her child had existed
He cut it out himself after his friend drew it
She admired the imperfections of the cut.
Loved remembering how quickly Jackson had to do everything
Not caring if it was perfect, as long as it was done
So he could move on to something new
My Tenement is short and soft
Its rooms are bright but small
Windows here are tinted blue
There's music in the hall
A roof of light loose shingles
Seldom stays in place
Uneven wall are vexed by time
No siding can replace
But is warm and safe here
Where laughter shakes the walls
Loosening the mortar
So bit by bit it falls
I have this space and nothing else
Although I need much less
With all its flaws I love this place
Run down sometimes distressed
When soon my soul will leave here
Move on to something else
Then I shall surely miss this haunt
My tenement, myself
while walking
seeing before me
a rock sticking out
of the ground suddenly
i stumbled
on to something
that blew my mind
as if the sky wasn't blue
enough
Falling in & out of you
Holding on to something true
When we touched
You quelled a thirst
Subjugating love with desire
Throwing what I believe in the air
When we kiss
We set off solar flares
Blind & deaf to everything around me
Sensitive when it comes to you
When I look in your eyes I see the universe
Holding you sets me free
Dreaming of you
Thinking of you
You believed in me
I believed in you
The world is better with our love in it.
Letting go
Isn’t easy
A fight can cause a loss of life
Holding on to something
That meant to be free
Can only cause harm to you and me
Compassion means
Not expecting in return
Instead it is with honest heartfelt concern
A prayer is offered up
Without an ego’s disrupt
Give them to the Lord above
So He may choose a velvet glove
Bring me faith to walk away
Give me strength to this
I pray
Leave my shallow wishes at bay
Create more freedom
Which to relay
Little by little releasing that fear
Until it is made abundantly clear
This is not an end
Just a new start
For each of our human hearts
Like a clock that’s ticking away-time flies too fast.
Try to hang on to something and make it last.
Dreams are for the naïve and the undaunted.
Hard to have dreams when you're broken-hearted.
Give 100% anyway but you’re not getting anything back.
Got to pull your self up and get yourself back on track.
One day it will all make sense.
You’ll get your recompense.
Seen it before and we’ll see it again.
Sooner or later you’ll be on the mend.
At least that’s what they say.
It’s hard to believe it today.
Dreams are for the naïve and the undaunted.
Hard to have dreams when you’re broken-hearted.
At this juncture, we all are in different moods and states
One is happy,
another is sad
One is smiling,
another is crying
One is celebrating,
another is mourning
One is succeeding,
another is failing
One is rising,
another is falling
One is sick,
another is healthy
One is free,
another is imprisoned
One is born,
another has passed on
One's heart is rejoicing because it has found love,
another's heart is broken because it has lost it
One is holding on to something or someone,
another has lost hope and has let go.
If now all is going well in your life,
be grateful and enjoy the moment.
If it's the other way around,
stay positive, good moments are yet to come.
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