My lover is Tyler Durden
Only cared for me when I handed him wealth
And once he wiped my tears away
But several times he faded away
Only when I needed him the most
So I shoved his suitcase out of my doorway
And threw him onto the cold streets
Because I came to the realization
Men with two sides aren't worth marrying
You discern the thoughts I’d never thought to have carried in my tone-
in my eyes perhaps
but few thought to look beyond a glance
Not you
You fought and sought the thoughts that taught my heart to hide from fear
And softly wiped my tears
Before they’d even thought to form
And spoke gently in my ear
‘I am near’
I held on like the world would end
If I let go of the man I called a friend
He broke me slow with gentle lies
And wiped my tears while making me cry
I made excuses I covered the scars
Told myself love was meant to be hard
They said he’d change and I believed
Every promise I blindly received
Nights were long and peace was thin
He'd leave and come back like nothing's been
I’d beg for kindness like it was gold
But cold hands don’t ever learn to hold
I lost myself in the name of “us”
Traded my voice for his broken trust
Still I smiled when they asked if I’m fine
Told them love just needs more time
Now I walk with silence in my chest
A little wiser a little less impressed
They said he’d change and maybe he tried
But so did I, till I nearly died.
Till I nearly nearly died.
at some point in my life molly was my best and only friend.
molly showed me my life didn’t have to end.
molly gave me confidence, i didn’t know i had in me.
molly filled me with excitement and glee.
whenever molly left i felt a deep uncomfortable empty sorrow.
so deep it felt impossible to burrow.
molly wiped my tears when i wanted to cry.
molly made me see i didn’t need to die.
although i thought molly was my saviour.
i didn’t realise how much she affected my behaviour.
molly would travel through my mouth to my mind.
molly made my true self hard to find.
molly had ruined my life in may,
mollies true name was MDMA.
About two on a Friday morning
Here I am lying on the floor
My reflection on a tilted photo seeping
Through the frame while I'm laying
still, weighed down by guilt to the core
of not being a responsible sibling;
Of taking a creeping path of lying
to protect the society that did nothing but wore
me down and put me in a quod of losing
myself and all I've ever known; And breaking
all the rules only to end up fading before
I know it; Oh! But made me laugh like crying
As I wiped my tears, I'm now feeling
the best way to learn is to unlearn more
and more of the fabricated lies we learnt growing
up and now we are born again in this amazing
world, so, it's about time we swore
to be ourselves and as I get up startling,
Hey! The photo isn't tilted anymore, darling!
I want to hear the music in your heart.
I want to see the sunset.
Then look into your eyes,
Seeing you smile as the angels sing and,
The heavens open up.
I just want one day to spend with you.
I want to show you the Magnificent rainbow,
Colors that spread across the sky,
As the sun sets, saying goodbye,
To a beautiful day.
You smile at me with tears in your eyes,
As you say, "I knew it would be you,
It's always been you,
I have always had your heart and,
You have always had my soul."
You caressed my cheek,
As my tears fall giving me a soft kiss.
I realized then you didn't teach you,
But you taught me what love is about,
With just one kiss.
Only one kiss that led straight to my heart.
You wiped my tears away,
As I looked into your eyes, I saw true love.
I think the Gods destined for us to be together,
We can't deny them, can we?
You smile and say, OH No!
I don't want to go against the God's.
After all, you are my destiny.
We raise our glasses of wine and,
Seal it with a soft sensual kiss,
As if ordered right from the Gods.
Intimations of Immortality (excerpt)
Though nothing can bring back the hour
Of splendor in the grass, glory of the flower
We will grieve not; rather find
Strength in what remains behind
William Wordsworth
I sat to write a contest poem,
Kept hitting an impasse
When mem'ries of the brother I lost
Came through as clear as glass
As minutes turned to hours,
I relived them one by one
More than once I wiped my tears
At all the things we'd done
The time got by me quickly
Reminiscing for a while
But once my tears had all run dry
I then began to smile
I'm glad he will remain inside
Until the time I pass
And when death comes, we'll both relive
Our "splendor in the grass"
3/26/23
Daniel Turner
Steve Turner 1954-1996
Can't believe we met
In a place never been set
Can't believe we get
Drops from rain and got wet.
Raindrops in your head
I wiped and dried with open hand
You thanked me and touched my head
I blushed with my cold closed hand.
Never thought we'll get so closed
In an instant we felt up close
You wiped my tears rolling down my nose
I pinched your nose colored rose.
Dancing in the rain
Wishing it will never end
Playing under the rain
Hoping nothing comes to an end.
If I ask you now
To choose someone to be with you
Will you let me know
The lucky one to stay with you?
You winked three times
Telling me I'm the one
I winked five times
Showing you, you're the only one!
Since birth it was between *U and Me*.
*U* hold my hand at the time of frights.
*U* pat my shoulders to admire my strive.
*U* wiped my tears while drowning into ebb and flows of woes..
Then the page flipped
U* and *Me* extended to *He*.
It generated a *trio* between *U*, *Me*, and *He*.
Now love flourished equally between three.
I felt *U* in his melting touch.
I saw your flickering image in his eyes burning with love.
I felt *U* when *He* wrapped his arms around *Me*.
Once In a moment of delight,
I raised my hands, closed my eyes and wished.
May this trio remain forever between *U, Me* and *He*.
Ameen
This poetic prose is my confession of true love . © a day ago, Sidra zahoor spiritual • mystic • love • strength • of • relationship
As I went through the process of understanding
What people are capable of
I wiped my tears and understood the lesson
Moving forward was the only option
And I did just that
As I went through the process of understanding
What family is capable of
I rejoiced in my strengths and my capabilities
As I knew I will make it
And I accepted their betrayals
But I will never forgive
As I am not that kind of an individual
As I went through the process of understanding
Of whom I am meant to be
I formulated my own strategies and innovations
Moving into a different levels at my own pace
And I am glad that I am me,a rare seed.
it was not the creaking door that scared me so,
not the nightly thunder and that lonely crow,
what gave me shivers was jingle of anklets,
as I hid deep under cover of blankets,
they passed me by across daddy’s bedroom door,
like someone was pacing the grand marble floor!
perhaps ghost of a dancer who comes to haunt?
or was it a prank, played by my naughty aunt?
I talked to my mother to share my night fears,
she kissed me on my forehead and wiped my tears,
that night we sprayed the floor with washing liquid,
waited in my room, behind door mother hid,
past midnight then no jingling anklets were heard,
father heard the story and thought it absurd!
problem was solved when we saw Roosevelt!
the thieving neighbours cat had jingles on belt!
2nd Placement
Written 14/10/2021
Something Spooky poetry contest
Tania Kitchin sponsored
11 syllables each line!
Extant darkness fills my being,
Its overwhelming presence captures me.
In a childhood dream, I was seeing,
Beauty in all, how it’s meant to be.
As I walked in the world, head hung low,
Believing I didn’t in anything at all.
Oblivious to joy, having no inner glow,
No insight on life, just plain normal.
Then came a girl who lifted my chin,
Wiped my tears, her eyes so bright.
Then took my hand with a loving grin,
As she led me away into the light.
I am in a hypnotic TRANCELIKE state, but not a dream.
The pain went away and became a SURREAL discovery.
In these HAZY times, my heart swelled with esteem.
I was in a DREAMLIKE inspired by the natural recovery.
I tumble faint pain, staring at the ETHEREAL paradise.
A yellow dwarf in the SHADOWY flow by a focal spot.
Responsibility outlines our reality until we verbalize.
An overzealous ego caused the IMAGINARY threat.
Hallucinations versus UNREAL degrade over time.
Even though I'm stuck on my bed, afraid of the cold.
A girl using a wet, fluffy towel wiped my tears slime.
I'm so centered today that I can't let my eyes behold.
Dispose of all else, and aid will arise as required.
As I flee earth ties, my vitality and skill grow.
It makes me feel refreshed in my mind.
Spooky areas that reflect the spirits undergo.
Now I'm feeling pretty optimistic and trusting.
My life is back to being fun and lovely subdue.
The natural day is peaceful and hardly reproving
Simply, it's because I was in love with you.
Third place contest winner
Written: May 24, 2021
Writing Prompt - Dreamlike - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Constance La France
That day was my last
It took my soul away
The sky turned dark
I was led astray.
The sky rained ashes and
tears
I wiped my tears
as they ran down
my face. I spoke
the language of the
dead
The sky turned gray
The was sky black
My heart was broken
shambled and attacked
The sky whispered a tune
My soul left earth and sailed
to the moon.
The sky was gray that day
I learned that day
I looked down and there
was my mom's grave.
The sky was blue that day,
the sky took
my mom away.
My rueful spirit was gowned in a silken shroud of white.
Was there no chance my penitent cries had been heard?
I searched his pensive eyes for the palest glimpse of light,
then he wiped my tears away. His heart had been stirred.
Four line poetry contest
Sponsor: Constance La France
Posted: July 27, 2020
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