#poem4

[ancientarts6]

Poem 4

When I’m in-front of you am I still the one you see? 

I have been made pure yet  YOU still cut me. true lovers I see .You can’t respect silence but you can understand why the silence is there. Silence oh silence, silence makes sense when someone is no longer here or there. Your Silence is not a weapon it’s a war. You spoke nothing yet the birds, the sky, the moon the wind comforted me more, and that’s troubling. Well, at-least they brought me calmness in the loudness of your despair. no effort in your silence. no communication in your text. No walk your talk yet the birds spoke to me more than you. the birds walked more than you…  the sky kept spinning  Yet you can’t say anything and that is confusing. 

The clouds got cloudy, and told me about sadness in the grey. the rain cried, and washed away our dirty pain. and that’s why I love the rain because the rain can’t hideaway the rain has to fall down from heaven to question our cry aways. 

Life is for us 

Life is for you

all of us are in this life

But we play life like a game

death is mine because death is around me

Im TAKEN to Graves eating carrot cake 

FUNERAL CARS passing by 

SKULLS popping up 

BUT peace I leave you

Stairs went up 

stress is a day to day struggle. we can never be pleased in this world but we can find our perfect perfect.in this world we all face sorrow. everything I have is because of you I am ever grateful.. and I will always be grateful. I let you go many times you weren’t  satisfy my soul my soul found no rest still.

 You lost me and i lost you but we found each other in the mystery. 

How can I not miss you… each day with you is a memory a creation of goods and bads that equal to another equation. Our moments in a memory bank come bank us. we met because we both desired more of the unknown. two knifes cutting Just with different intentions so if you’re going to cut me in half remember how full I was when we started. 

You want to know what love is? Love is taking someones pain and turning that deep pain into a dream and never under any circumstance letting that love not be untold.  

Are you dozing off ? Can I doze off with you? I want to be under your magnificent wings. You’re like a chameleon ever changing with the times, I guess we all change with the times if you do make that change. I miss our laughs. I Don’t remember the last time we had fun. pain in our smiles but we still try laugh. 

silence is a peaceful pain. 

I don’t dream nice. I hope I get to dream of you 

all my dreams have been dark.

SO Everything I DO is for you. 

all eyes on you

but remember 

the only eyes that truly see you Is me 

So The man I see is written in the sky scattered amongst the infinite stars 

And he will always be my main star. 

you don’t have to find him you just need look up 

and see what radiates above him

And that ladies and gentleman is my silence

The end. 

[utterlyshattered]

Last night I dreamt you said you missed me,  when I woke up I realized, that it was just that; a dream.

-n.d.

[theprogeek]

Faeries

Did you hear the flutter of a wing?

Can you hear that gentle voice sing?

Do you see the little glow?

Is it real?; I guess I’ll never know.

Yet I let my dreams soar

that out there somewhere, there’s more

Magic, laughter, faeries

Out here they’re such rarities

Won’t you make a wish with me?

Don’t you think they’ll set me free?

[tylandpoems-blog]

Important to Remember

It is important to remember…

To not focus on what other people say,

Or what other people do.

That is their business.

Do not stroke someone else's ego,

In order to prove your own worth.

You are worthy.

That is your business.

That is not an invitation,

To be a dick.

Be pleasant every chance you can.

Just do not abandon your own integrity in the process.

If they cannot see your beauty,

And all you have to offer them,

Then it is important to remember...

That you will be okay—without them.

-TyLand

[poetry1101-blog]

Alzheimer’s

I see it

touch it

comfort it every day

calm it

love it

and call it by its name

know it

hear it

but now it’s close to home

feel it

grieve it

will we place him with “his own”?

fear it

mourn it

and the memories that fade

 plead to understand it,

and remember you before it came. 

[aerodynamicbumblebee]

Carnival

 Diagnose the normals with a failure to thrive

         (No freaks allowed in circus culture)

Imagine life in Bizarro world:

         Zoos don’t have animal cages.

  Imbibe your fruit of choice

         (I heard bright red apples taste wicked good)

Coercive caramel. Coated contamination.

         Watch them drop like leaden lint.

  Toss a loaded die –madam misses lady luck

         (Map reads six more feet ‘till marble town)

Sound advice from wordless to wise:

         Don’t lose roulette.

  "Lying is not in my repertoire.” Unconvincingly.

         (Fairest of them all?)

Repeated verbatim: "My repertoire is not in lying.”

         Lying echoes down the hall…

  Even lambs play cannibals come Mardis Gras

         (Masquerades? Attended by wolves)

Sanctioned depravity: accismus demands polite gluttony.

         Anticipation of hunger buries any ugly aftertaste.

- J. C.

[graff1980]

Step by step I erase the past. Footprints fizzle out of existence. My history becomes a fog of forgotten impressions, till future foot falls sound no more.

-2015

[schlampe]

In Darkness: NaPoWriMo 4

The sound of your voice is the soundtrack of my life but I can’t conjure it when I fall asleep at night. Your body is mine and I can trace it in my sleep, and when you slip into bed next to me and wrap your arms around my waist and nestle your chest against my back I realize that in darkness I could be visited by anybody, anybody, but I know that it is you.