Posts Tagged ‘Pain’

Heaven for a Day I {Mass Appeal}

Posted: August 31, 2015 in Poetry
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One day…
Just one day…
One place…
Where we could be together again…
Where past

Could press my “fuzz” upon your smooth skin..
And Wish the woes away…
And restate with grace…
How much in love we are…
On this one day…

For one day…
All has been right…

But who am I to believe…?
To wish…
For what will never be…
For what only I’ve seen..
For this me isn’t me…
Real me can’t appease…
Real me must believe…
That being me is enough for you and me to be…

I pray…
All praise is to The Supreme…
To bring forth my selfish dreams…
You to be with me…
Even if you don’t wish us to be…
Heaven must be…
Heaven tells me…

My heaven…?

Intensity {Story in a Song}

Posted: July 28, 2015 in Poetry
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A dream…
For you to understand…
Just how much I care…

Language…
The choice of words…
Choice of verbs and phrases…
Makes for this way I feel..

That seems so odd…
How can one feel so strong…
Without the time needed to bond…
As if one touch releases all…

Perhaps there’s a cause…
Deep down inside…
I’ve felt lost…
Yet in you I see all the signs…
See you as the guide…
For my flows…

Knee deep in the throes…
Of being no more…
Yet the mere showing of you…

Apologies for being me…
But if there is only one person who could see…
The beauty in being me???
Or have I become so deluded…
As you remain quiet…
Uneasy…

Leaving me to wonder…
What have I shared…
That has lead to this blank stare…
Don’t you love me???

What have I done…
This glimpse of shared love…
Broken by my own trust…
Trust in you seeing me as I am…
And not the bits & pieces…
You fell for in the past…

Reduced to a pile of words…
Rummaging through what works…
And what tingles the nerves…
Pray back to when I could say no wrong…
While knowing what you’ll be saying now…

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We won’t work out…
All because of me..???
My combined pride and shame…
In being who I am…
Will let me take all the blame…

Yet I feel it’s your loss too…
Yet I feel you deserve no pain…
Only wish you wonder why…
We can’t be…

My intensity???
Burns all around me…

Sweet Echo II {No More}

Posted: January 28, 2015 in Poetry
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Intro: This song is a spiritual successor to Sweet Echo (Link below)

Sweet Echo

The winds still carry the story…

Sweet Echo II {No More}

Remember…
Way back when…
You and me…
Never missed a beat…
Now I skip back each chance…
Just to see if she’s there…
Waiting for me…

Instead the winds greet me…
With the warm embrace of past memories…
But just as fate frees me…
Winds leave ever so swiftly…
Leaving this soul in pain…

Wondering when…
That chamber of echos…
Feels like your voice again…

[Missing notes…
Missing quotes..
Missing most…
Your sweet echo…]

Memories of you…
Form part of who I am…
If past tense…
Could be present once again…
But fate had other plans…

Faith lead me to believe in you and me…
Winds reminded me of your sweet embrace…
As if today’s pains began to dissipate
Into a cloud borne from all the self hate…
That had taken peace away from me…

Is it wrong to remember what once was?
So fleeting the moment…
But still all us…
All love…

[Missing notes…
Missing quotes..
Missing most…
Your sweet echo…]

Bits of Belief: Pt. 1

Posted: September 23, 2014 in Poetry
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Introduction:

I seem to only pray in times of need…
And often react so ungratefully…
But if ever there was a reason to believe…
I’ve found my need…
My reason to believe…

Burning Question

Posted: September 1, 2014 in Mantras
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“Why do the good people ignore me?”

Shattered Mirror

Posted: August 1, 2014 in Poetry
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All these pieces hold onto a single thought…
A single memory that tempts me to believe…
That if I could piece back together these pieces of me…
I would be able to see who I am…
So I grasp a piece…
Raise it up to my eyes…
I see…

A form of me I’ve been trying so hard to hide…
Those with sight are still blind…
For my smiles hide all pains inside…
You can’t see my heart…
Only this facade…
Well crafted “Art”…
Tailored to each individual part I must play…

Sadness is that stowaway…
Forever locked…
Keys exchanged for this scarred face…
Pain…

Silent Cries…?

Posted: June 8, 2014 in Poetry
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Each day I wake up with bare hope…
Hoping to complete one day without being scathed…
Or have the will to bear 8 more hours of pain…
School is Hell…
School is Hell…

Each ring of the bell…
School is Hell…
School is hell…

Each note spells…
School is Hell…
School is Hell…

Spellbound has become time…
Hands refuse to move…
Or they unwind…
To each piercing place and opine…
Make me relive each moment of mine..
Mind by all eyes…

Same look of sigh…
Disdain towards my whole life…
Make me go cry…
Some side locked mines…
Locked up inside…
Banged up by…

My so called friends…
Don’t they hear my cries…?
Or they see that smile…?
Good sport guy…

Pride in being so “kind”.
Use me for dime, dine, and lies…
Behind and in front of me…
These memories…

Conception

Posted: March 6, 2014 in Poetry
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Instruments transcend barriers brought on by languages…
The power of an assemblage of strings to imprint thought processess…
That words could never completely define…
Let the symbols testify…
The life lived lies…
Sounds, sights, smells…
Scribed through smiles…
Sulks, sobs, sighs…

That’s the power within instruments…
Words…
Words…
Can only carry emotion so far…
For I found the other five senses…
When meld with thought…
Teach us the greatest of all lessons…
Through the pensive times…
Pondering what each key and nth degree means…
Concede that we are not all that we speak…

Sad for a pen to write V

Posted: February 16, 2014 in Poetry
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The power of a pen…I try to write what I think is right…Humbled by all the slights and frights that arise when words are drawn onto paper…
So I take care in order not to offend…
But I’m offended by the lack of civility…No more chivalry…Much more hate, shake, break…
This history…I see it in my periphery…More violence followed by universal silence…
We mum our tongues to the discrimination gripping so many nations…
So much subjugation of the masses…Wars between the classes…A new generation of classless fascists…Hate is all we now seem to practice…
While the strings all pulled by the puppet masters…We are falling down faster than ever before…Don’t know what else is in store for us…I want to scream justice…But my tongue goes numb before any sound expels…Darkness tightens the belt…
Nothing to tell…

I delve into this world of darkness…
The light left so long ago…replaced with the cold violence we now see…
Another baby been blown up…
No “crime”…Just “wrong place and time”…
People still crossing the line between human and savage…So sad we seem to choose to ravage rather than build and speak peace…Remember that “Silence has a lease”…The fees are the loss of peace and loss of life…nothing seems suffice to us violent souls…
We choose to kill rather than grow our humanity…I’m losing my own sanity penning down each man made calamity that strikes again and again…When will this trend end? I’m thinking red colored ink…As the color sinks into the skin of paper…It’s so sad for my pen to pen down this pain in this flavor…My pen {writing} says…
When will it all end…?

Drones {Draft}

Posted: January 7, 2014 in Poetry
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Anti-zealotry…

I don’t blame belief…
But the believers…
And our deceivers…
Funded by whores who own the media…
Not only the corporate beasts…
But the social speech…
Shared through corner alleys and beats…
Brainwashed poisoned beings that preach…
Rhetoric that heats…
Sadly leads to lobotomies..

Drone beings who only believe one way…
All other paths bane…
Must maim…
While in same breath claim our path is supreme…
What has happened to humanity…?

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