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Ashley Dawn Poem
Silent sturdy nothing ringing through my desolate unforgiving ears
A pin drops, a heart stops, a cry, a scream, still nothing phases my hearing of silence
My mind is so noisy sometimes but makes no difference to the outside
A love for sound that I will never know of, for I will always have to endure
Silence
A nuisance only I can suffer from in my own insubordinate thoughts
Although I can listen to you in the end it only means silence to all I have ever come to known
A sad end to a beginning that never reverses its true meaning
Never hides only seeks for its next victim to make bleed in a figure of speech
Or just a reality busting out of its seems
Something that a needle and thread cant just make into a new better form of you
No its forever who you are and all you will ever know
But even though you scream and cry or rationalize in ludacris ways or laugh or smile
Silence will eventually catch up to you retarding all you know
And finally all you know will go leaving to a better place that silence is of no importance to all
your ways
Live life
Love hard
Dream away
For one day the silence you feel will be swept away
Feeling and hearing all the sounds once again that use to keep you grounded
Silence is inevitable but can be obliterated by sweet sound
Copyright © Ashley Dawn | Year Posted 2009
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Ashley Dawn Poem
there is something in my mind
that brings to a tear tonight
a soft touch of being
a love of an affair
the end of a new beginning
a beginning to a new end
a circle of pieces that never seem to fit together
a piece that always seems to fit
the hearts that always beat as one
but never see the purpose
and never see of the same
why can you feel your feelings
but never feel the ones of your neighboor
Copyright © Ashley Dawn | Year Posted 2009
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Ashley Dawn Poem
shut me out no more
screaming and yelling has always been my llulaby
if you see me at night
you'll see me cry
falling apart
hate isn't even a good description
love doesn't even exsist anymore
this place is a cage
a prison
that drives you insane
its the blood that is invisible to the world
its the tear that floods the sea that swallows you whole,
the screaming that makes you deaf and numb,
but the yelling is like an old song
like a broken record
a wound on the heart
a wound on the heart
that never stops
how many wounds will the heart take till its had enough,
how many tears can fall into the sea before life was never a word,
before time standa still
before silence is all you hear
before yelling and screaming was a lyric to your llulaby consuming every part of you
my llulaby is scared into my heart
I'll never know what it's like without my song or before the word
Copyright © Ashley Dawn | Year Posted 2009
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Ashley Dawn Poem
I am from from ring around the rosie,
from catch me if you can.
The gentle sway on the swing
and from the smiles that ligth up my way
I am from the strength and power of my horses,
from the patience of casting a line at the pond.
I am from the yell of "DINNERS READY" across the vaccent fields,
from the country music coresing my ear drums,
The long stary nights that shine brighter than diamonds
I am from the voice that brings you to your knees in high,
from being stubborn to loving.
I am from the plants blooming in dry soil,
from the romance in The Notebook.
The blue eyes painted by the sky and ocean
and the heart strengthen through determination and love
I am form football friday nights,
from the words that spill out onto paper.
I am from the comfort of my home and bed,
from my friends and laughter that keeps me from getting lost,
the power of belonging to a family
I am a blooming rose with thorns,
unique but with a guard up.
Copyright © Ashley Dawn | Year Posted 2009
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Ashley Dawn Poem
hate me in a sense of love
break bonds between us
never let go of my hand,
breathe deep down my neck my love
bite and suck my blood
make me like yourself tonight
held onto the moon and stars
yet you never see
the beauty that is within
afraid of you,I am not
I am no stronger
now I understand
but if I must not to hold your hand
why are you still here
is it a mere infatuation
or a deep desire that leaves you
with a stronger
fear
Copyright © Ashley Dawn | Year Posted 2009
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