Welcome to the Poem to Share Reading. The following are the newest poems. May you enjoy!
Up-dated April 19, 1999.
an artist never knows her true worth
until th moment of
death
in this world where greed riens
and love is just but a
four letter word!sigh
what will come of this?
i am reminded of buddha
through th haze of my
eyes.
no matter where this world sets me,
i will always love u.
u may not know, or even dare to care.
i'm dying
for you.
my lust has run dry, washing out with
th tears in my eyes.
by d.j Kingsbury
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AN EMPTY FEELING
SOMETHING PASSED ME, LIKE A SHADOW IN MY MIND.
IT CAME AND TOUCHED, THEN FLED AWAY, TAKING WITH IT
A PART OF ME. IT WAS THE PASSING OF ONE WHO
TOUCHED MY HEART.
LIFE HAS DEALT ITS WAY, AS ALWAYS IT WILL
SPARING NEITHER THE GOOD OR BAD, FAIR OR NOT.
THIS IS THE WAY OF LIFE, AND DEATH.
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Left like a puddle of rain after a violent storm
You abandoned me, and left my heart for dead
broken and shattered on the ground
below your heal is my heart trying helplessly to revive itself
and mend the fragments, after you ripped it apart
The pain was excruciating,
but the tears that fell upon my cheeks felt like acid,
stinging my face with every sob.
Unfair, it seems, that my heart is in grief, yet yours is in light.
Pains shot through my chest like lightning bolts.
You were the thief that stole my heart, and stabbed a knife in it's place
And every word you said after was just your hand turning the sharp blade in my chest,
And putting it a little deeper into the depths of my soul.
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When I smile at you its my disguise
Trying to hide all the excitement
I have in my eyes
I know you won't unlock
Your heart to me
But I will search the world
Until I can find the key
Maybe someone has hurt you
And you're afraid it will happen again
But I'm not out to hurt you
Its your heart I want to win
I won't be happy
Until I'm in your arms
Forever and always
Till all my love is gone
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Love and Romance are just figment of ones imagination
conjured up during a brief infatuation.
"JUST ANOTHER ONE-LINER BY A.M.O."
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Love
Some just don't understand,
between a woman and a man.
So strong the feelings,
they cannot hide.
She would not cheat,
he would not lie.
They hold each other in arms and hands,
together, but as one they'll stand.
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Must you be so...
I was fine this way
I really didn't need all of this
I was a-okay before you came
You changed me from that day
And why must you be like that?
So perfect and lovable
And it is so hard for me to believe
That you are mine and that I'm so lucky
Oh must you be like this?
For I never experience this before
And this is all so new to me
I don't know what to do
I love you so much and I cant help thinking that
I might lose you
Oh must you let me feel this way?
Why must you be this way?
I was fine with things the way they were before
but now as I think of it
I love it this way...
with you with me
Forevermore
BY: ROSELLE IGNACIO
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Depression Within
Looking through a darkly tinted window
Not seeing anything but my life pass by.
Every now and then I see a person who could help
But they continue on, not able to see in.
If only the tint could lighten
Until nothing is left but clearness.
But I wanted the privacy and loneliness
And I guess you could say I got it.
Sometimes I can't help but remember back
To the times when I trusted others
Telling them my life secrets.
But those are only memories.
Seconds lead to hours and hours to days
If only the window could lighten
Enough for just one person to see.
But instead, it's a far off dream and
Stays tinted.
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the enigma
What do you call it, when
you're afraid to move forward
discontent with staying where you are
and yet
angered at the thought of regression?
It's like
the stained blood on the talons of a raptor
the screaming souls of a thousand dead warriors
the sun bleached skull of a newborn puppy
Lies
all lies
but why?
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I can't describe love
Love is something so uncanny I cannot describe
It's like the ice cream in your freezer when you just got dumped
The walkman in your bookbag while you're almost dying of boredom from bio class
and that warm bubble bath right after you realize that on your face, there's this big zit
but love is also that morning wake up jolt
that thunder in yourself when you're just feeling down
when you walk in that pouring rain,
love is like that thunder bolt, coming downward to kill you
because love is so uncanny and weird that i dare not describe
It's something that a person would, can and must succumb to
unless they will die
By: Roselle Ignacio
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The girl with the devilish grin and angel eyes
catches me by surprise with her mischievous smile
taunting my heart,
all the while wielding a cleaver behind her back
on the ready to dice and hack
my fragile love stone,
hardcore to the bone,
whispering sweet nothings
and promises of grander things
that will never be
for I will have died
before I live to see
and realize that she's just a bitch-tease to me.
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Autumn's Pearl(visions of heav'n)
Stiff drizzle, dirty streets,
ears a ringin', midnight creeps.
Subtle glances piercing-
Corner of the eye-
Souls' parallel yearning-
Impossible!
Holy intentions gathered,
buried to hide.
Forego the pearl I found
at my brothers side.
Outside the birds are singing/ dawn reluctantly appears.
Visions of last night forgotten with an angel's tears.
Sean O'Brien - 2Apr 1999
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mistakes in abundance
flooding my brain.
nausea from the hurt
anger and pain.
i feel the nothing
and taste the lies,
spewing from my mouth
with silent cries.
i hate this situation
with its labyrinth of illusions;
no truth, no honesty,
no certainty or conclusions.
scratch away the surface,
erase all the lines;
deep beneath the exterior,
emptiness hides.
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false smiles
wasted lung
vomit up the problems
but song stays unsung
puffy red eyes
from smoke or tears?
damaged red skin
from sharp bloody shears
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***I AM***
I am
smart.
I am
foolish.
I am
beautiful.
I am
ugly.
I am
free.
I am
imprisoned.
I am
bold.
I am
Meek.
I am
strong.
I am
weak.
I am
happy.
I am
sad.
I am
everything.
I am
nothing.
I am
creative.
I am
Common.
I am
here.
I am
GONE
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***The Sweet and Blessed One***
Ah, how very seet
and divine his gorgeous
face is. I faint when
he passes by. His
strong, tall, masculine
figure takes my breath
away. His deep, smooth,
honey-like voice makes
me fall head over
heels.
Your locks of dirt
brown hair make me
swoon!
Though I dare
not speak his name,
it's with my mind
all the time.
How I love thee,.....
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: CARNAL COMBAT
I rise again to take the field
My only weapon,my heart,I wield
The scars of love,they plainly show
I will always bear them,this I know
I fly the colors of my heart
I am ready now to make my start
To sally forth and seize the day
With the lord above to guide my way
If I fall on my quest
If I fail this current test
I will regroup and make my mend
Because my longing for love will never end
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my arm
like a tomato
i am the wind blowing
th four corners
i'll make u see
oh soul?
where have i gone?
i'm here, and u r
lost......
i'll go home
turn on the television
see murders
and ignorance that the war
in kosovo
provides
i am ur death
plain
watch me 100%
acrylic!
by d.j kingsbury
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that has to be the greatest thing that i have heard... i too love
cats... (used to have 2.... sadly a year ago i had to put the 2nd and
last one to sleep :o( )
but..... its wonderful to witness the birth of ANY creature... and to
have that happen... wow...i too would be shocked... but you did good..
and i hope that all goes well with the new kittens....
all my love... and luck
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but on a cute note, i just discovered a little braid she left in my hair. we
spent the afternoon cloud watching at valley forge park.
segway to dates; jenna, you are in san fran, no? weather permissible i
highly endorse anything outdoors. the polaroid date was also adorable, as
well as finger painting. and ethiopian, yum! my favorite... except i was
dumped by my last ethiopian food date :-(.
are either of you artists? pending the end of my menses i am being sculpted
(::::moan of pleasure:::: a longtime fantasy of mine). hmm... i have a lot
of fun with projects like baking extravagant, beautiful desserts and eating
them with your fingers (and then using them as body paint :-). playing at a
park is always fun. and there's nothin' like finding some fancy finger food,
putting on the billy holiday, and giggling over childhood confessions.
have fun!
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~So Many People~
The day was sunny and bright,
I stayed up from dawn til night
i swam in my pool,
just to stay cool
When I left for the mall,
I saw this man who was fat and tall
He was looking in the "Hall of Fame"
but i wasn't able to get his name
I was running after him
when i ran in a lady who was slim
I ran the other way
Then i met a guy carrying a sleigh
I found so many people that day
I didn't know what to say
So i just took off my cap
and laid down for a quick nap.
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I Didn't want to be her Friend
I didn't want to be her friend,
So I ran away,
I ran and ran and ran and ran all day.
I looked back and she wasn't in sight,
But it was hard to see because the streetlights were so bright.
When I reached home I went into my room,
Looked out the window to see the moon.
Then I said " Good night",
And turned off the light.
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"What is best in life?"
What are the best pleasures in life?
Falling asleep in a warm bed on a cold winter's night,
Waking up feeling refreshed.
The clean smell of rain.
Savoring a favorite food or drink.
Lying on green grass watching white clouds cross a sky of blue.
The end of an ordeal.
An idyllic hour spent beside a mountain stream.
These things are good,
But they cannot compare
To receiving a kiss from the one you love.
Of all the pleasures in life
That is the best.
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untitled
You hold me up,
You say that I might fall,
But your really supporting yourself,
Your dreams are way too small.
I have my future held up like a bridge,
Your merely a car,
Stooped and motionless,
Don't want to stray to far.
My load would be lighter,
But then you would have no dreams,
And so I choose to hold you up,
Just unlike it seams.
-Ashley Huey
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: i have no attraction
to anyone
i have no love, or any concept
of want or need
i have no concept of affection
except to u
and each day i grow sadder
because
u shall never know
even though i say
"i hate u"
i will think of u
always
as the angel you
are!
by d.j jerk
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The Sea Was Her Sarcophagus
She walked alone on the wind swept beach.
Raucous cries of feeding gulls pierced the quietness,
echoing her tumultuous thoughts,
encapsulating her heart's pain.
Storm leaden clouds resisted a stubborn sun,
struggling to penetrate darkness with rays of hope.
Clutched in cold, trembling hands, a golden urn
contained the remains of her greatest joy.
Shattered dreams lay discarded in the sand.
Life without love extending into infinity.
Wrapped in shrouds of desolation,
She plunged into the raging sea.
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THE CONFINES OF MY FREEDOM
by Beth
Beringer
I would gladly give this freedom I possess
To be bound forever on the shackles of your love.
Locked in the shelter of your firm embrace,
Solitude, dreadful solitude
No longer has a voice in my tomorrow.
I yield my whole world and place it at your feet,
Lose myself in the deep blue see of your persisting gaze.
I release my unbound liberty for my home is you alone;
I rather would succumb to the gentle lure of your voice calling
Than to the cries of unaccountability.
Your hand in mine, tied for all eternity,
I await the day I can give myself to you
When you can release me from the confines of my freedom
And chain me to your soul.
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WOOD PIE
"Die says I",
Said the fork to the pie.
As he stabs him in the eye.
Please don't kill me for I taste good.
Tree pie sucks it tastes like wood.
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DAISY....
MAYBE THERE'S A REASON OR MAYBE IT'S THE WAY
WE CREATE THE THINGS THAT HAPPEN THEN THEY ALWAYS GO AWAY
MY BLACK DARK ROSE HAS DIED AND TAKEN TO ITS MEANING
BUT NOW I HAVE MY DAISY THOUGH ITS DISTANCE IS DEMEANING
WE WANT THE CHANCE TO MEET BECAUSE WE BOTH ARE SO ALONE
BUT THE THING THAT STOPS US BOTH IS THE LOVE THAT WE DON'T KNOW
MAYBE IT'S THE WAY TO STOP THE HARSH NIGHTMARES AND DREAMS
AND MAYBE IT'S THE WAY TO STOP THE TALKING IN MY SLEEP
THEY NEED TO GO AWAY AND MAYBE LOVES THE WAY
BUY MY PLACE IN LIFE HAS TAUGHT ME IT'S THE PAIN THAT LEADS THE WAY
CONTEMPT TO PAIN HAS TAUGHT ME THAT EVERYONE HAS HEART
AND EVEN IF IT KILLS ME MY HEART SHOULD TAKE A BOW
I'D TAKE YOUR PAIN AWAY AND INJECT IT IN MY VEINS
IT WOULD BE MY DRUG ADDICTION AND YOU WOULD BE OKAY
I LOVE THE WORLD I SEE AND THE BEAUTY IT POSSESS
BUT I WISH I HAD MY DAISY CLOSE TO PROVE MY PAIN OBSESSION.
...END
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"Long"
Robert Walters
Long, deep, buried and hollow,
Comes crashing in on priceless charms
That carries madness into my mind,
My unstable mind, it's dark and cool in here.
Dark like he thrill of murder
And cool like the leaves of a willow tree,
But what is this I see? Light on its way through dense lunacy,
And carried by the a fiery wind,
Mornings flicker of sunlight, time; never is it on right.
It's always blinding bright.
Behind my eyes and they open.
Open to numb and blurring unhappiness,
If only I could stay inside, and never let go of the rope.
But my grip won't hold,
And, the water is too old, too wise and strong
Long. . . Like a drawn out wait for darkness,
On the day that death calls for you.
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Lady Lucifer
Don't lie to me, you would never die for me.
I can tell you're not happy, though a smile on your face.
It's all a game of convenience, to you it's all the same.
Fairy tales and Tell Tale Hearts, you never learned her name.
What's the point, when the Juke-Joint of Jezebel never made it through the day?
Happieness and then it shattered, where can you call home now?
Because she's down, Mother Lucifer gets up, to cheer on the pain.
She hates me now, but what's it matter?
She knows I feel the same.
Years gone by, days go past.
I won my prize back, at last.
But I have yet to be touched by an angel.
That's what I'm living for.
Never had my spirit talked to,
Laying, hopeless, on the floor.
In my room, each night,
Candles burn, to shut out the light.
Ice melts, water boils.
My heart hurts, my mind toils.
A new saint, needs to knock at my door.
What if I were that angel,
What am I waiting for, Lady Lucifer?
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I always will feel the way I have about you.. No matter what I say.. Or how I act around you its just something that i needed to do.. Because i know if i keep the same feelings that i will be hurt. i try too listen to what you have to say about others but its hard for me to tell you what i really think and i do not want no complications i want to sit and talk to you with me not crying thinking that there is something wrong with me you might not say there isn't but that's how i do feel. I mean i like and love you as a friend with all my heart i do want what makes you happy.. i just hope that someday you find the one that's special to you and treats you good and one who has no doubts.. I only wish that it could be me, but i understand i'm only a good friend and i'm happy just for having that because its the most special friendship i have.
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: WE DON'T GET CHANCES TO F*CK UP MORE THAN TWICE
WE WATCH OURSELVES WALK AWAY AND WONDER WHAT WENT WRONG WITH US
AS WE TYPE WHAT WOULD HAVE BEEN WRITTEN 10 YEARS AGO WE REALIZE WHAT'S BEEN LOST
NOT ONLY HAVE OUR SOULS PLUNGED INTO THE ABYSS OF NEVER-ENDINGS,
BUT SO TO HAVE OUR WILL'S TO GO ON
SUICIDE CLIMBS LIKE A SPIDER IN A SOCIETY MADE OF TAPE-LIKE ROPES
I PITY MYSELF OFTEN
WHAT A POOR BABY I AM TO HAVE GOTTEN THE DISEASE
TO BE MEDIOCRITY'S PLAY THING AND KNOW IT
WHEN YOU HAVE MANIC DEPRESSION IT'S LIKE YOUR WHOLE LIFE'S IN VIRTUAL LIKENESS- TO THE EXORCIST,
YOU TRY TO BECOME REDEEMED, TURN TO FAITH, THE LORD, PRAYER...
AND WHEN THOSE OUTLETS HAVE FAILED YOU TURN TO THE QUICK FIXES OF OUR TIMES
THE EASY SOLUTIONS,
THEN YOU FIND AN EASIER ONE THAN EVEN DRUGS OR ALCOHOL CAN PROVIDE,
DEATH, SELF EXPRESSION
YOU SEE THEY CLING TO EACH OTHER...THE MORE YOU VENT YOUR FEELINGS IN WORDS OR PAINTS THE MORE VIVID THE HURT BECOMES.
IT INTENSIFIES IT WITH A THOUSAND MAGNIFYING GLASSES ON A POOR GRASSHOPPER ON A SUNNY DAY...BURNING AND TORMENTOUS.
I KNOW THIS ISN'T GOOD
AS POEM'S GO, BUT IT'S SO HARD TO WRITE WITH BLOODY FINGERS!
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Are you a Player?
Do you lie?
Do you cheat?
Do you beat?
Do you enjoy any or all of these?
Do you beat them for respect?
Do you cheat on them to let them know who's in charge?
Do you lie to them so they trust you?
If you do one or all of these then,
YES, you are a player.
May you receive your punishment ten fold.
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Burning Up The Road
You could never be satisfied with working a nine-to-five
so you climb into your big rig to move some freight on down the line
freight that can not be late
And you know you've got some gypsy in your soul
running that freight where it needs to go
running that freight, burning up the road.
Burning up the road
from Chicago to Laredo, from Dallas to Seattle
from Spokane to Atlanta, Savanah to LA
you're burning up the road with those light and heavy loads
running that freight where it needs to go
running that freight, burning up the road.
And you're a lucky man if you've got a woman who understands
just how much you need the road to survive
Yes, that long stretch of highway keeps you
and America alive.
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Grateful!
A lonesome mournful sound had
filled my life of gloom
Took a turn for another
once you entered the room
You could hear the scream
You could feel the pain
Climbing a mountain
with nothing to gain
Like A quick blowing breeze
during the month of May
I have been given the hope
and prospect of a brighter day
The Pain for which I have endured
in days of the past
Have seemed to fade
with joy at last!
By Terry Frederick
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Questions of the Heart
Lying there holding, touching, feeling, and caressing.
Thinking of absolutely nothing but the one your with.
The warmth between the two of you is so intense it would
make the desert seem like the Arctic winters.
In the seconds it takes to take a breath, your eye's connect
and you can see into each others heart and you know that
the love between you is true,
And only one thing goes through your mind,
Could she be the one that you spend the rest of your life with.
Then you start to question if your feelings are real.
Does she actually feel the same way about you?
Does she truly love you with all her heart?
Could you spend the rest of your life with her?
Would she be happier with someone else?
That's not your choice, it's hers, and she's with you.
This is how you know it will work out for the best......because she is with you and love conquers all.
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THE POOR
The heart of a serpent,
The soul of a cog.
No remorse, no tears,
They wander alone.
Love and emotions are gone
>From the darkness of their minds.
Tis power, not money
That leads them near the abyss.
The suffering and the pain,
Are trampled into the earth.
Ears deaf to the cries,
Of those, not yet broken.
Yet we are many, you and I,
Drawn together in a myriad of care.
The pain is lessened;
For what, do we fear?
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In this desolate world
My heart aches
And nothing seems to go my way
The things I want
Seem so far
Can't catch that star
Depression is all around
As my screaming voice
Is the only sound
I want to wake up
And feel no pain
But my heart aches
And my mind is insane
So I try to find a way out
Through bleeding veins
That just won't dry out
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Reassurance
Louise Thomas
Windy are the heavenly whispers
breathing my peace be still,
And bitter are the troubling
chimes of gusty symphonies;
Yet windy heaven still whispers:
"Thy peace is still."
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MISS CLARK
Ray C. Villegas
I've been caught.
Sliding through her hands,
which so sensuously danced,
those honey colored strands
that dangle from her thoughts.
Wishing once again
her scarlet reds
would play with mine.
Hoping her aqua pearls
would look right back.
Writing sentiments I should be sharing.
She looked up, I've been caught, staring
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A flickering light bulb
hits the full-figured
belly
with its smooth
chesnet finish.
Six strings
tightly stretched to
make harmonious
sounds.
It sits in the corner
shining from the light
bouncing around.
It needs taught fingers
that each know
the wire ropes
like
breathing.
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Leap From A Podium
By Darci Botts
A leap from a podium,
Diving into a pool of blood.
Covering myself,
My own blood so deep.
Wading in my pool of darkness,
Wandering deeply in thought.
Emotions now filling my pool,
Anyone to enter feels my pain.
My physical being not hurting,
But my mentality drowning.
Endangered by reckless brainwash,
Mesmerized by all those outside my pool.
Many trying to dive through me,
Only one succeeding.
Entering my blood,
Running through my thoughts.
Eyes once filled with joy,
Now filled with sadness.
Tears running,
Liquefying my true emotion.
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Winner Take All
Acquainted with Death, having seen
the flare of his nostrils, the curl of his lips
and the superior arch of his brow
as he smilingly deals the hand of despair,
Having sat at his table, watching him
play the high card, reaping his winnings
while ignoring vain pleas
from those who cry "Lost,"
I tell you now and this I know.
Bet all you have and lean close to him,
Whispering this word -
"Trinity."
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I can't write poetry about you because there aren't words beautiful enough to describe you. Ever since I first saw you, a piece of my heart's been aching, but my heart's been devoted. It's aching because at most times, I'm not with you and I want to be. I want to cherish every second of every minute of every day I'm with you. Because those are the good times, when I'm no longer angry at the world, when I can concentrate on the most important thing in my life. You provide me with endless happiness in moments we're together. Because I don't like time, anymore. It becomes the only evil in my world when I'm with you. But nothing else bothers me, and I'm completely satisfied. It's not just satisfaction- it's something so much more wonderful, something so perfect. It's this connection- when I look into your eyes, I lose myself. I suddenly feel comforted, protected, cherished. Nothing matters anymore. And while I sit here and try to express all my feelings, it's impossible. There aren't words to describe what my heart is feeling. It's some kind of emotion that has no definition, that has no standards, that has no end. And it scares me to be saying these things, 'cause I don't want to rush into things- but I can't help it! It's desperation, and when I feel this thing, I go crazy. Every moment we're not together, I'm counting the seconds 'till we are. It's something so beautiful, so perfect. And even though I'm reluctant to say it already, I've determined... I'm in love.
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Grand Canyon Plateau
in the cold air
of the high arizona wind
your eyes shone bright with laughter,
pulling on my heart
so I threw it into the wind
and watched
dumfounded
as it sailed right past you.
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: What to do>>>
What do you do when your world is upsidedown,
what do you say when you voice is gone,
what do you feel when you life is drianed,
what do you do when world is turned around,
what do you do when your heart will not beat,
what do you do when your sight has vanished,
How do you feel,
what do you say,
why did this happen,
how could he turn you away,
you loved, you cherished, you felt, you listened,
What do you do when you heart is broken,
what do you say when its to painful to speak,
what do you do when your tears keep flowing,
what you do when your heart is broken
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Her voice, clear and wet
Teasing me.
I want to elevate it
To a moan or sigh.
I want to taste it, inhale it
To feel it reverberate through me.
To smell those lips
Or lick those teeth
That the voice so clear
Uses to launch
Hot knives into my ears,
Just to watch me die that
Little death.
My epitaph written with
Wet clear words.
The ink
Dripping down on my feet.
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Confession is a normal,
Natural part
Of the believer's life
Freedom abounds
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Peeling away these little nightmares,
the burn marks left by your hands.
I'd forgotten, or so I
told myself.
Effortless abandon, I'd given
myself over to Junipers and Lilies,
wanting, never knowing or possessing
their purity.
You left your fingerprints
all over my body.
And all those shining fingers,
calloused or soft
that have grazed over the spots of rust...
I am left with nothing
to do but turn away from them,
to hide the blemishes that prove
You were There first.
Pity is something I have never believed in.
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FRIDAY DIES
BY STEVEN J. MESSINA
I NEED A MINUTE TO THINK BUT WHAT TO THINK ABOUT
I HAVEN'T FOUND A THING TO HAVE A DRINK ABOUT
ANOTHER FRIDAY NIGHT AND WHAT THE HELL TO DO
WHEN NOT A FRIEND HAS CALLED THERE TURNS A LONELY SCREW
I WORK OUT A WHILE EAT DINNER HAVE A BEER
READ A BIT IN THE JOHN WHAT AM I DOING HERE
TOM WAITS DECORATES THE GLOOMY STILL
WILL I BE ALONE FOREVER YES I WILL
TIME IT SEEMS TO GO WHILE ALL ABOUT ME STOPS
HOPE DIES FASTER THAN A BODY DROPS
I LIE OUT LOUD TO ME ABOUT THE JOYS OF LIFE
LINES CUT INTO MY FACE I CALL THIS MOOD A KNIFE.
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The Search
Is it possible to find The Connection
without the conscious realization of searching?
Aimless wanderlust crashing into a concrete
wall of reality.
There is a piece of me that can not grasp
quickly or strongly enough to that connection piece
deep within you.
That possible perfect connection calls my name
in the deepest layers of the night.
Stirring a yearning in my soul
A soul ache that could equate rebirth
Until the day we meet I am flooded with
mixed emotions and an indescribable
deep void, null of true happiness
Just a devastating need to truly be with you
So the unconscious search has ended but the
possibilities have just begun to surface.
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The rain falls onto the dry ground,
A silver sun sets into the golden sky,
And a rainbow falls from the ground.
Light is a memory in this world of darkness,
Yet I cannot remember living without it,
And our tears blot out the stars.
Shame is our refuge,
Hate our strength,
Love our only weakness.
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High School
by Nikki Carstn
I tire of an existence filled with
Jesters, fools, and gossips
Lies spilling forth from their
Horrid, crooked mouths
Contaminating the ears around them
Be they innocent or not
Passing the chain from their own hands
To that of another
And the links multiply
Increasing the number bound by lies
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Heartsick Being
I hope my mask is porcelain
Maybe if I show my ill-favored disguise it will pass
I'll flash my counterfeit mouth and fictitious temperament
My eyes are trite and worn due to somber placed from internal afflictions
I wish I was more quick witted
I make observations of asinine words originated through my putrid lips
Will I ascent to the one with the stunning picture painted
My image is slightly wrenched and undefined
It may be insipid and dull with little to show but a pale unsuitable girl
If I cover it with false praise will you look
I carry taunt from virtuous others
Maybe someday the qualified will realize the plague they applied in the roots of my spirit
Should I open my unobstructed being
It may be stale and glacial not deserving of acclaim
Others have had but a little appetite for it until they realized and fled
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Searching
Life is a quest
to find ourselves.
Unknowingly we grope
to find who we are
or what we want to be.
years are wasted away
searching for our own Utopias.
I for mine, and you for yours.
But, my request of you is this:
If you arrive there
before I do,
save a piece of the sky for me.
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~Lies~
Sitting here in the darkness of the light
Wondering, "If I think hard enough, will you remember me?"
A tear slowly slides down my cheek
As I answer myself.
"No, you'll never remember."
I was not one in a million
I was one of a million.
I also wonder,
"If I killed you, would your lies
Keep you alive?"
There were so many.
So many LIES.
The whole time you lied.
And I believed you.
Believed your selfish lies.
Because I found truth in them.
They made me feel loved.
Was that a lie too?
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SOMETIMES
Sometimes I wish the world was mine.
Then I'd be happy, or would I still cry.
Why should I, all people hurt each other.
But if I had no one, I'd be alone.
But if I didn't know better,
Would it really matter.
Can I answer myself, can you answer me?
If we could, would it be a lie?
No one knows whose right,
So that's what I think.
When we're wrong, are we really wrong?
Crazy as it may seem, this is all true, so I say.
Though I really don't know.
No one does, or does someone out there really do know.
Who knows, who cares.
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The Soft Sweet Rose
The petals so soft
With each sweet touch
So smooth and sweet
The smell so innocent
The look so harmless
The meaning so true
The feelings so believing and unforgetting
It's stem so guarded
With the wrong touch so harmful
If it's true you know my love
If it's wrong you feel my pain
It's color so radiant
The meaning so true
You give it to me with love
And with each fall of a petal
He loves me...
He loves me not...
I count my blessings
And with one last drop
He loves me...
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The tree bending in the wind
as if to touch the grass,
whipping the sky gently
as if it were made of glass
through the rustling leaves
a prophecy is foretold
the youthful crown of green
will someday turn to gold.
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The Way it is
The fiery stars burn brightly down
upon an earth so far from sound.
They disappear to start the day,
and to the violence they give way
Peace is not existent.
It seems we must resist it.
There shant be peace among earthly nations,
lest we come to some profound revolution.
How long will it take for all to see
there's no reason to hate
those not like thee.
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Rain
I'm sitting here by this window today, Wondering what I could have done.
What I could have done to save you from that awful fate.
Could I have changed it?
I don't know, but I wish you weren't gone.
I loved you thought you never knew.
I long for you every night and day.
Why did you leave?
I wish that you could come back, but I know you can't.
So as I sit here watching it rain, my mind wonders about you.
Could I have helped you?
Could I?
I'm not sure, I wish that I knew the answers to these questions.
Either way you're still gone and you are never coming back.
I cried for you for what seemed like forever.
I thought that the tears would never stop.
The would've drowned me.
I try to remember all the good times.
It doesn't really matter though, whenever I think about you I get really sad.
So as I watch the rain fall tonight I wait for better days yet to come.
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ETERNITY
live and burn
in never ending sorrow
knowing my pain
killing YOUR soul
hating your fear,
i give this to you
my pain devouring you
and ruining your perfect life
your hate digging more and more into your soul
eternity is your final demise
it never will change
my pain taken out on you
your hat taken out on me
who got the better deal
who is here and who is there
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When my life had been broken and I was in a deep dark place-
When I could not keep pace with the human race-
When my heart was down and I could not make a sound-
When my soul was lost and it could not be found-
You reached down and pulled me afloat-
You did not lecture and you did not gloat-
You gave me a lift and showed me how to feel-
You touched my soul and showed me life was real-
You did not want to Judge and you did not have to talk-
You showed me by example and reminded me how to walk-
But my legs had been taken and on my knees I tried to follow-
But still I could not stand and my chest was empty and hollow-
No, I could not walk so I began to crawl-
Your hand lifted me up and did not let me fall-
When my strength had been depleted and all I had was fear-
I tightly grasp your hand and again in life let you steer-
My Heart began to pump and my soul again was found-
My legs appeared below me as I gazed down at the ground-
I slowly raised my head and realized my life did not end-
And once again I walked, but only because of you--MY FRIEND /tlc
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ENDLESS LOVE-
by: Joseph Sipos
The gentle touch of her hand
The security of knowing she is there
The endless love you both share
The look into her eyes
That tells her more than words
The gentle touch of a kiss upon her lips
The feeling of being wanted
The endless love you both share
The sweet melody of romantic song
The gentle sway of her hips
The gentle movement on the dance floor
The sweet smell of her perfume
The gentle glow of her hair
The sparkle of her eye, like a diamond
The endless love you both share
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BUTTERFLIES
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we sat on the grass and talked that day,
i remember.
i remember the way you looked,
the way you smelled,
the way the grass stuck to my sweaty legs.
we were tired from the night before,
and that heat only made it worse.
butterflies came to say goodbye,
as the day slowly changed to night,
and sunsets rainbows caught our tears,
staining them with their light.
the sunset faded into black,
and just like that our time was gone.
i stood up and the grass left an imprint on my legs,
as the summer left on my mind,
"thank you" i said,
and that was all.
a butterfly kiss,
and you were gone.
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He sits under the great tree and thinks,
Sits and ponders,
Strangely, his mind does not wander.
He is deep in his thoughts,
Deep in his thinking,
He has been sitting for days without even blinking.
And it will be days until he is again eating and drinking.
Who is this great man who sits under this great tree?
Surely he's better than you or me.
No, no better, no worse than you or me.
He is the great Buddha, and when he finds what he is looking for,
He will not be done, no certainly there's more.
Who is this great man who sits beneath this this beautiful tree?
Surely he's not you or me.
No, probably not, but who knows?
He could be.
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a Luz de la Cenizas
I imagined my body
was deep and vast
that my voice held you
lucid in dreams
I stretched every word
beneath long liquid eyes
just to dance in the rain
of what seems
Somewhere you saved me
from the Ivory Ghosts,
the scared cells segregating
my head.
In the midst of a whisper
and perfect low light
we left the princess to tread
How we matched! Skin and tongue
as we dove through spun clouds
stroking heat from the ashes
in the race to feel proud
you win.
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EMPTINESS SUDDENS ME
I FEEL NOT OF PAIN OR SADNESS, BUT YET LONELINESS
YOU ARE GONE AND ALL IS LOST
MY HEART IN TWO PIECES
MY SOUL IN BITTER SORROW
YOU ARE GONE AND ALL IS LOST
IS THERE A WAY TO CHANGE A MIND?
IS THERE A WAY TO TURN BACK TIME?
THE ROAD TO LONELINESS IS NOW ENDLESS
YOU ARE GONE AND ALL IS LOST
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Spend all my time loving,
But the loved doesn't love thee.
I just can't shake this feeling,
That maybe one day he'll see,
No-one else but me.
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Some begin to say,
Sometime soon is yet so far away.
Lucky you are to have seen most,
In this situation it makes you boast.
There is added difficulty,
That only your eyes can see.
Misunderstandings are abound,
But for me, I'm glad for you I've found!
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Abused
Two young girls
joined at the spirit
lived a life of sheer joy
reveling in the innocence
of youth.
When walking through
the wood
the girls were attacked
by a monster
one of the girls died
the other was
scared for life.
The surviving girl
lived in pain
and isolation
till the day she died
and lived again.
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What Might Have Been
You know its been along time
We both drifted away from each other
All night long we talk about what might
Have went wrong
We've got a good life now
I will still say, "Life if Life .... Shit Happens"
But people live to love and love to suffer
So why live to love to suffer to die in pain?
But still we ask each other what might have been
That was then this is now
Even though those might be our only good times
We will ever know
We still have to move on
So why do u give me the same look?
The same sparkle in your eye
It's a beautiful night I'm so tempted to stay
But to much time has past as we grow farther apart
So lets just say goodbye and walk away
1st we have to promise we'll be friends forever
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White walls and pink carpeting, pictures on the wall, candles
sitting on the mantel, floor lamps standing tall.
Stairs to lead you up, doors to let you in, windows to let you look
out, chairs for you to sit in.
Clocks standing still, curtains hanging low, shoes beside the doorway,
waiting for you to go. A perfect little home, with perfect people living
there, nothing seems unperfect, not a worry, not a care.
Perfect perfect perfect perfect, not a spot or a stain, I'm watching
from the outside, I'm watching from the rain.
A lost look in my eyes, like a child looking at a toy, I want their
perfectness, and I want all their joy.
But my stained hands smudge the window, and my eyes run from pain,
they would never let me in their home, I live out in the rain.
That perfect little home, with pink carpeting and white walls, is that
place I want in my heart, my home I want to call.
But it's all just an illusion; a place made up in my mind, so I'll wander
in the rain, till my home I might can find.
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Windows-
A little boy sits
In the window
Hands clasped together
Eyes closed in prayer.
His shoes broken
Pants tattered and torn
Shirt rumpled and stained
Hair matted and wet.
Alone
Watching with no eyes
Black eyelashes
Against pale skin.
Heart thumping
In his thin little chest
Blood pumping
Through his twisted veins.
Watching and sitting
On a window
Looking in
On his soul.
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You Are Gone
I roam from room to room
slowly the dying day never bright
brings a deeper gloom
I turn on lights as I go
quickly trying to fill the house
to bring life with the glow
You are gone
this is not a home
I am alone
March 28, 1999
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FEAR
Wilting Flowers
Darkened Room
Deformed Person
Sparkling Lights
Go Out
Its now Dark
No one Around
Only one word to name this feeling
this feeling of fear
being chased through a graveyard
on the darkest of night
with only the shadows to haunt you
what can you do about it
you cant run from fear.
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Oh Mother Dear A Year has Passed Since You Have Gone Away....
It Happened all so suddenly while all i did was pray.....
If i could have just one more chance, I'd hold your hand and smile...
And let you know your love and strength made my life worthwhile...
Oh Mother Dear, I try so hard to ease this pain inside..
I know that you are watching me with love and faith and pride.
I close my eyes and think of you..
and sit and wonder why...
I couldn't be next to you and hold you as you died...
Oh Mother Dear, I love you so...
Your memory remains....Perhaps one day I'll be with you so i can ease my pain...
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Against All Odds
Images of the mind
Creator of mankind
Answers we seek shall find
Never winning without a fight
There remains a sliver of light
Even on the darkest night
Destroying all for fun
We'll extinct before we're done
There is that who makes us
There in does take us
Never will forsake us
& He is only but one
Against all odds
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The world turned cold today.
Friends I thought I knew have ran astray.
Evilness takes over this world of hate.
Leading us to our final fate.
Tears run down like waterfalls.
The pain a terrible mistake has caused.
The fear that surrounds the whole situation.
Will run through an entire nation.
Hearts where broken, dreams where crushed.
Life as we know it somehow seemed rushed
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Love Is You
Only once in a lifetime does this kind of love appear,
My love for you is forever, far more than sincere.
The love that we have will last us a lifetime,
I want now to express it, no more as a mime.
I want us together, just as we were,
No friends to come between us, our love to deter.
No more hiding our feelings, my love to express,
I will tell you I love you, no more to repress.
I'll treat you far better than I did before,
Neglecting you never, I'll do it no more.
We'll go back to the hillside, our sunset to view,
My love is forever. My love is for you.
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Why do you always turn away
And instead share your love with a stray?
Always time and effort for him or her
but, did it ever occur?
My birthdays come and go
On their's I feel a big blow
Always time to take them out
Do I not have any clout?
Why must I cry inside
My feelings I am forced to hide
If words, my lips do form
Once again, there is a storm
You say you do not even like most of them
But my time, once again, you do trim
A whole day, do I not deserve?
No, never, someone else is always in reserve
The irony is such
I love you so much
I come begging anyway
Only to be cursed in every way
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"Little White Lies"
You told me you
loved me
For months on end
So I believed you
and I trusted you
then I find out
It was a lie
By: Erica L. Keough
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Long ago
Drifting away
These thoughts
Towards an end
So bold
Ruthless
To the end
But what waits
For me
What is the destiny
For me
Black oblivion
Heavenly bliss
Both I see
Both with reminiss
A short journey
Or a walk eternal
Which to chose
Which to follow
When both paths
A fate eternal
A pawn in a twisted game
Of dominion of my soul
To warp my senses
Bent to follow
Either god or beast
They leave it to me
This choice arresting inner peace
I cannot tell you
Which path to go
Decide yourself
For no one will ever know
Nor care
Not in the least.
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"One Dark Woman" -
Romanticism of the dark
Remember the beauty thou art
The black invades my dreams
Of a life that does not seem
To be mine, or some being's
A goddess that's all seeing
But a man who's all alone
More has the temptation grown
Yet less the chances are
The beauty is now far
In the night skies, and moon
Doth my aching pain has grown
I see no cure that can ease
Nor physical object which can please
My sense of bloodied tragedy
The heart torn fatality
Which runs through these veins
And mind, nothing that disdains
The light does more than blind
Give me some shade you find.
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When I Say Good Bye
When I say "Good Bye"
My heart breaks
The birds stop singing
And the wind begins to blow
The sun begins to hide in the dark, dark clouds way up from my door
My heart starts beating fast
And it begins to ache
My voice starts getting shaky
Because your voice makes me go crazy
And now before I say "Good Bye"
Your lips and mine combine
With a kiss good bye
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