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Lost In a Mirror of Youth

Fragile minds as soft as a newborn’s brow
Trying to accept the truth but don’t know how
In the world that they have created in their mind
Eyes wide open but to reality blind
Not a one can tell you how the world works 
Or why all the old guys are such jerks

To know that they are perfect in every way
Their salvation and strength to face each day
A generation so different from those before
And changes made with no one keeping score
In the bloom of newness they talk of their paradigm
As if the world has shifted for now and for all time

In the time between brilliant thoughts and I told you so
Someone that came before that worked hard to see and know
Is thrown aside and told that in them there is no trust
And that old ideas are as useless as metal turned to rust
Lifetimes of learning are convinced that no value exists
But somewhere inside the heartbeat persists

The hope is not gone though the light is getting weak
And the old ones find no room for the truth that they seek
The youth of the day want to own it all and forever
The experience is discarded and the wisdom told never
The respect for those that broke the ground for the young to walk
And created the language of change for the young to talk

In my mind I hear the sound of tears falling
In my heart I hear the wisdom of the forest calling
And I know that between the words the ideas are right
In my heart I struggle against change and want to fight
For the beauty that was my time in the sun
But now is the time to let go and be happy in a race well run

Copyright © Armand Delisle | Year Posted 2016



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Prisoner of My Mistakes

Just before the sun sets
The soft pain of too many regrets
Slowly filling the deepest part
Dragging down my beating heart

Once young and foolish days 
Passing quickly like setting sun’s rays	
Leaving scars in a struggling mind
Always searching eyes that never find

Like melting ice my strength fades
The mirror’s image truth evades
But no amount of telling story
Can ever pay or say I’m sorry

Time moves forward and back
We seek and travel with the pack
Knowing shelter not alone
Let the others set the tone

No slack in the tightening band
Our daily masks we have donned
Dance the tune we never know
Fight to survive and not to grow

A prisoner of my mistakes
No way to tell the fakes
I guess my way through the day
No choice but to stay

AWD

Copyright © Armand Delisle | Year Posted 2016

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Malibu Girl

You fit perfectly in my arms
I fell victim to your charms
We shared a loving season
Living free without a reason

My Malibu girl, 
 you took my heart for a whirl
My Malibu girl

Our little place a top floor attic
Too young to hear the static
The more we took the more we gave
Young lovers learning to be brave

But the summer came to an end
And the love was too young to defend
As the bus pulled away I saw your face
The moment froze my pain in place

Someday I will find your heart
And hold you close never to part
Together in the Malibu we’ll ride
And forever you’ll be at my side

My Malibu girl,
 you took my heart for a whirl 
My Malibu Girl

AWD

Copyright © Armand Delisle | Year Posted 2016

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No Healing Touch

How can you tell without even a word
Not a single thought, even absurd
Can make a difference, or ever be heard
In the quiet not real, but maybe preferred

The kindest gift, no gift at all but treason
To lay before me all that is ugly with reason
And turn slowly my thoughts, in ragged cohesion
No healing touch has warmed this cold season

The world turns on rules that are broken
Yet, I sink to the bottom, my words unspoken
To think that once my voice was more than a token
Even when my pain cried out, not a soul was awoken

Do not follow my path as I have walked into hell
Though I am new to its shores I remember it well
Even my burning flesh cannot break the ungodly spell
I am left alone without words and no story to tell

Copyright © Armand Delisle | Year Posted 2016

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The Fool

The blackness of sorrow and deceit
Block the view of my life on the street
No comfort or kind word to be found
Because in you the beauty can make no sound

The loss of what gift was paid for by blood
All life that was saved from the peril and flood
Now thrown away because I cannot hear
All that is good is darkened by fear

No place on this earth where it feels right
When all that I know is hidden in night
I die a little as my soul is shrinking
Into the place without God I’m sinking

I ask only why it has to be this way
I look for answers and where inside they lay
I am a fool to be so shallow and afraid
I’ll have the cure when in the ground I am laid

Copyright © Armand Delisle | Year Posted 2016



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Windy Monday Mourning

The sun's face a shapeless grey In my heart I know it has to be this way One less child now I hold an open space Not tears or shame or sadness can replace The not knowing and distant feeling Now replaced by the road to distant healing From moment to moment the jagged line Between I’m okay and I ‘m doing fine Cuts through the lies to find the story Where no amount of saying I’m sorry Can turn the tide of a mother’s pain Or stem the tide of sobbing refrain The days pass by in a blur of why Did he have to choose this way to die Was he trying to make me feel his loss Or just prove to me that he was boss No matter because he left no sign Of his desires or his design Just a clutter of life not even half spent And sordid traces of messages not sent Few friends came to hold his memory or say goodbye It was like they knew that he wanted to die And they let him feel his way to the fall And crush his life in a final heed to the call Now we hold the empty frame With no pictures to put with your name And beg for another story to tell One that doesn’t end up in hell
AWD

Copyright © Armand Delisle | Year Posted 2016

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Smaller

I see the world through a screen
The lines cut everything into little squares
If I get far enough away I can hardly tell
But when I am up closer it all gets clear
Nothing is connected everything is alone

The lines are there because I drew them
The separation protects my fragile self
The little squares make everything smaller 
The tiny people are smaller than me
I am not afraid of all the small things

I cannot live the whole world all at once
Too much everything and all the chaos
Reality would flood my soul and drown me
My mind likes the order of the little squares
Let me be in my little world of little nothings

Copyright © Armand Delisle | Year Posted 2016


Book: Shattered Sighs