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FUNERAL NOTE!

For you to understand me

You would have had to of known me

Not just those

Smiles

Tears

Tantrums

But the passion that drove me

The desire that crushed me

The help I now thank

That achievement page left blank

WRITING FOR YOU

I don’t long for neither pine

That desire to adore him just climbs my mind

But that fear of control just battles inside

Yet I’m still able to rejoice in the happiness I find

So I reach out to you

Carry me through

Just touch my hand

Kiss my cheek

For when I cry

It might treacle but never leak

THE BREATHE OF LIFE

 From the day it started

For my yearns had long lasted:

 From the breath of maturity

Through the growth of maternity:

 School runs reined over my land

And pay check gripped within hand:

 Let go’s were for a mother

Father bounced back to lover:

 Elegant looks turned to wrinkles

Flushes ran down in tinkles:

 Now it was time to say goodbyes

And wrap up any last ties:

Note to all:

My will is pinned upon kitchen wall

As I lay on the here in the hall

MY BUBBLE

 A bubble

You can see through it, at certain angles

Round and soft to my touch

Blow it too hard and its moves away

Poke it and it will burst

How can you protect your bubble?

Easy, give it just the right attention and it will thrive

Your bubble will remain with you for life

Look after it and it will prepay the favour

Just trust it in your own care

MIDNIGHT LOVER’S CURE

The words we talk together

Work, dreams and fantasies

Meant to connect face each other, late into the morning light

That fierce pause of tension

After the regretful words put out

When dawn is thrust upon the door

Pride comes first and grasps you tight

So shut your eyes, it will be alright

This leaves you to sleep in each other’s arms the rest of the night

WHY?!

When we went to war

We were promised

The glory, the pride and the backup of the country

When we left the war

I was half the man I was

 

 

She saw the boy everyday

Sat on a chair in an empty room

The boy said anything

His head in his palms and feet rested on the legs of the chair

She never saw his eyes and he never revealed himself

But this didn’t bother her

For she was happy to love him

From afar

 

 

If u think you know someone, then u don’t really know them at all

You can’t know what they think about

Do you know what they love and truly desire?

If they told you would it upset you?

What if the thing they wanted, you could never give them

Would you honestly want to know?

Maybe it’s better left alone, until they are ready to share

If you pressure them, u will undoubtedly lose them 

 

EX

His footsteps on the concrete

Burning words of woe

The object that had been to me

For now remains my foe

 

Girl’s big day

Outstanding arrangements

Stood next to those fearless vows

Sets of the flash

EMOTION

 That flinch,

Interweaved patch of intent

Ripple of breathe drowning out a bitter ball of pain

So, very bitter, ever so sweet

My flaunt movement

Tender gasp of air

Controlling my legs, leading me swiftly through the space below

I pass against a rough surface

Scraping my body

Piercing my skin

Forcing a sharp intake of air to pollute me

As i look, i embrace my situation

Every disjointed noise pulses within my ears,

Echo’s and proceeds’ to echo again

UNTITLED

The life we regret will haunt,

As we’ll have to fight to break the cycle

The words we thought we would never say

Just come tumbling out

We cease to be happy as something or one makes us sinful enough to remember our mistakes

The lies we say to others less hurtful then the ones we say to ourselves

I regret to tell you

We come not accept them in this life

But hope for them to be removed from the next 

OUR OUTSIDE

 We stepped out into the savaged student area

To be swallowed up by a desperate dance of berries

When we were done with

They spat us out:

 

Into the underground scene of the trees

We were spun upside down

To be placed upon the little prince vehicle

Before ending up at a dump:

 

Cracking plastic toys and squeaky sets of swings

Mobbed and kidnapped

Subjected to crying and tantrums

It was when the parents rolled up

We were released back to our side of the fence.

 

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