Short Existant Poems
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The girl without a mask
her beuty untamed
wonder what shes thinking
look into her soul
its empty
she is non existant
she is just a portrait
of a child striped of her innocence
Do not escape from reality
Hiding in a non existant
World full of expectatives
Accept things as they are
Up and downs are part
In approving
The tests life
Presents
Now
Nayda Ivette
10-17-2015
Live in a very quiet neighbourhood of Newmarket
Crime is non existent 'cept the store's huge markups
Seems like a crime to me
Starvation is a way out it seems
Want to lose weight but not destroy my carcass
Gray retangular speciticles
with long stems
that fit behind the ear
the world is tinted
when viewed through them
blocking the intense glow
of the sun
Portection
prevention
eyes hidden
everything seems so safe
feeling invisible
fear is non-existant
i take a walk outside
never felt so alive
as i do tonight
colors circle round your head
sadness of my heart strums high
as i look into your eyes
feeling burns deep inside
desire to be by your side
it's time to leave here alone,
only with the memory of how your soul shone
ever since i came here, things have been unclear
Form:
Please don't look at me,
Eyes filled with fake sympathy,
Just because of who I am.
Please don't judge me,
With your non-existant empathy,
Based solely on who I should be.
Please don't try.
You can't define.
There's no one quite like me.
Please don't pretend,
Because that's all it is in the end,
That you're my friend.
With your closed eyes
And pre-determined mind,
You'll never understand who I am.
Taken away, my beloved beast
The wind still whistles the song in the trees
Cast out, non-existant. I'm melting away
No luck to see the sunrise of a new day
My angel gone, wings are torn
Flash backs of days before I was born
Musty mildew walls are seeping
Throught the darkness shadows creeping
Still fight left, no travesty
My consciousness consuming me
No memory here, I stand alone
The peace thats now become my home
here I am once again,
singing out of tune
dancing without rythym
painting without paint
flying without wings
kissing the non existant youth
oh sweet sir may I interest you
my sweet oblivion, Im in orbit
the narcotics are mezmerizing
why cry I havn't lost anything
slowly dying feels great
maybe you should get out of my be
Im done with you
maybe I should wake up from this sweet release
or maybe just a few seconds more
She was a beacon, lighting up many dark nights.
There were two relationships of which I am aware.
One was an immature romance filled with toxicity.
The other was paternal and practically none existant.
I attempted personal intervention with one and failed.
I loved and guided her like a father and made a difference.
My granddaughter recently entered her eternal heavenly rest.
And I? May it be said of me, "He has done what he could".
Failure-
Never winning the race,
A grimace in time;
Takes over my mind,
drowns me-
deeper,
deep,
like cement shoes
success is tarnished;
tainted-
rusted like old gold
golden-
like dreams in clouds
the white is broken
breaking-
tears of defeat;
drown me further
in this puddle-
a puddle of muddied hope
non-existant
gone,
vanished,
is that success
like childhood candy,
never stolen from THAT baby,
maybe baby,
you will grow up,
and be a failure,
a failure like me.