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IS the pulsing beat of your heart
the ACHE of your SOUL yearning to entangle itself with anothers.
It is all that captivates you.
We all hope, we want, we wish, we YERN.
How few, how so few found IT.
The fated star crossed lovers, torn apart always.
Societies rules, RULE.
Not Love is enigma.
Its the blood rushing throught your veins
the tears pouring out of your eyes.
It her, oh not her.
Not the one that thinks with her heart and listens with her head.
NEVER!
Love lost, well its inevitable for the outsider.
Never belonging here nor there, nor stayong long enought to care.
Giving without return.
Blind to this world.
Zombie.
Thats what she shall be deemed.
Forever a zombie to life.
Did I not say NEVER, not her, not the one.
Awaken.
Suddenly clear, to her it all seems so real
to feel, for the first time
and know its real.
To hear laughter and feel warmth.
To see despair and feel dred.
Once it all felt like a dream.
No more, no longer it seems.
To then crawl from the womb and embrace this place.
Facination, observation, motivation.
You see with your eyes atlast.
Seperate yet beating as one.
It is the enigma of the human soul
to surpass this, this NOTHINGNESS
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A dam holding back a fierce river,
bent upon breaking free.
No force of nature or man
could keep it held back for eternity.
One dau it shell break
free and indulge
within the twisting confines
of its now barren crevice.
Flow freely, scouring the earth,
leaving hope and beauty in its path.
But for the moment
it is raging, building, swelling
and planning for that day.
But when it breaks fee,
oh how beautiful it will be.
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A deep hunger rests over my soul
as I look to the bridge I see a towering troll
falling, falling, into this crack
deep darkness, happiness I lack
Longing for a breif scene of play
wantingto lounge in that hay
forever wanting whats out of reach
rather be drinking bleach
Oh, my heart, my soul
my life, my role
Gone! It slips away
all the people shout horray
They all want to destroy me
break me down, I forget to be
Existance transcends all time and space
As if im competing in a race
Forget and forgive, thats what they say
fight and destroy, thats how they play
Hypocrites, pessimests, no longer missed
I run away, blindly, into the mist
No, yes, indecision, its a jest
forever with life being a test
I can't take this mess
I don't want to feel less
But I must they make me
Destroy the tree!
they shout at thee
No longer to be.
GONE! Dissappear
Into my head, I reappear
Forever to stay
locked in this way.....
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The meaning of this seems to transcend time and space
As if elevated into the mystical world of beyond
The mind tries to trace this face,
through the blackened cold.
Alone, barren,
stripped the quick.
No longer hiding behind this monotonous façade
Feeling as if there’s no place to run,
no place to hide.
Here I am to view,
the people walk by,
bland grey faces in the mist,
of this,
this crowded city of decay.
But today,
yes, today, is the day
to pray to the wind
the Mother Earth,
because oh Goddess,
I am alive!
And I am free,
and I live, I live, I live,
I live to be me.
continuously lifted past this mythical Earth,
and transcended beyond into a spiritual realm.
Where I am an individual
with an affliction that neither be touched, nor moved, nor tamed.
And it is in this space that I call time,
where my movement, and my rhyme
set me apart from all the rest.
In this game, I am the jest.
My name cannot be ascertained or comprehended.
My confidence is contradicted.
My face is not commonplace
and yet I compete in this race,
of the mundane
and it’s all the same.
I cannot feel.
I cannot see.
This is what is left of me.
All that I must repress,
because yes, yes, yes
I am the jest.
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Kenzie Johnson Poem
Standing on this eternal plane
As I lift my fears above my head, normality I feign
Mid-Air, I hold no resistance
Flying high, superior to every existance
Hovering, floating, lifted by my mentality
Losing my grip on reality
Gliding, eye'm floating, in the clouds.
Atoms clash, thunder surrounds
Ignited by a bolt of electricty.
Will I descend below atop my knee?
Quite contrary, I feel the urge to be.
This insane persistance transcends reality.
Reguvinated by my inherant vim
Everyone will gather, I will looke down upon them
An angel in the storm,
to gaze upon the cloud, my glowing form
When did I shift from human to this
It was the lull of sweet bliss
Remember, it was the enticing beat
of the eternal drum, seducing me, transformation complete
Manipulated by the toying spirit
Locked in my head, my voice altered, hear it
Manipulate the mindless swine, heard them
Lead them out to the pool, see if they swim.
You will lead the war, it speaks to me,
in an eternal voice that sets the decree.
Countless horrers of war and famine
flashing before my eyes, the greed of men
show them, it urges.
Punish them with impunity, rage surges
through my veins, boils my blood
forgetting to breath through the flood.
Countless minsless drones assemble before me
To lead the war, a great duty
I am aware, you thought not?
That my spirit was broken, my body to rott.
No, I realize this spirit, this demon
tries to control my mind
overthrouwing this mighty apparition
I assume the power, that is my divine right
Begin to train and condition
My soldiers to fight
To rule the world with love and pride
No longer having to run and hide
Peace, serinity
and sweet, sweet tranquility.
But alas, th cycle must bein anew
Oh yes, it starts again, as if on "q".
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First Kiss
The air turns thick
As I gaze into your eyes
This is the moment
Ive waited for, patients running dry
Your eyes hold you true emotion
The air around me turns thick
As the anticipation makes my heart go wild
As you hold me close, I remember thinking this has to be a trick
Our lips graze
Barely touching
Testing the waters, needing more.
Pushing harder, but yet still soft
I sound my appreciation
As you invade my space
Everything is shared
No longer yours, no longer mine
But ours instead
As I breath, I gasp
Needing to fill my lungs
'I love you' he whispers
I smile and stare
His love, surrounding me all around
I must touch, must feel
Desperate for more
Take my heart, my soul, all I have
'I love you more!' I whisper back, he smiles
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