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Welcome to my poetry page! I hope you enjoy them just click on the titles to go to that poem!

NIGHTMARES TORMENT
THE KIND THAT LASTS FOREVER VASE
WHEN I THINK OF YOU BE MY FRIEND
HOLE Hope
I WONDER LEAVE ME ALONE
LIFEBOAT Lollies
Memory MINDLESS TRAGEDY
Something To Prove Pills
Serial Psychosis When You Touched My Heart
Vacancy When I Saw You
soul Chemical Reaction
whispers COLD HEARTEDNESS
OLD MAN SUNDOWN
RUNAWAY FLICKER

 

NIGHTMARES

Sometimes I walk, along the rough edged way of my nightmares. Hot rushes flush through my tired body, my soul enriched with scattered mindless thoughts. My eyes are blurry, weak from weeping, the wind starts to creep into my bed. I try to scream, cant anybody hear me? Am I effortlessly cunning, for Im painstakingly running, along the rough edged way of my nightmares..

They creep into my head at night, just waiting for the lonely light. The day that dawns will make them vanish, the nightmares that I try to banish. The squadron that tries to fill, my eyes with visions that I cant kill. Making me wander aimlessly, round the torment that makes me see. The time that I once knew was still, with the visions that I can't kill. Because of the nightmares distilled in me, they make me blind the blessed be.

 

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TORMENT

Standing alone, I look across the the faces of the people that I know. The devistatingly handsome faces of the people that I would like to. I cant bare to imagine the willingness of the few who torment me. Open the doors and in I'll walk, so calmly and effective. I want to show you the error of your ways, take you down for just one last look. On your knees you beg for me, shocked in the belief that I could do such a thing .Apologising for inhaling your last breath, your very last picture of me in your mind. I opened the door and was horrified at what I saw, what I didnt think I'd find. I saw you sitting there on a box that I made for you. Your soul was crying loudly, so loud that one look and your eyes just caressed my mind. I was blinded from your wisedom, your spirit was running free. When I took your breath away, I fell lowly to my knees. I tried to speak but our tongues were tangled with words that we couldnt say. Ill never forget the memory you gave me, when I took your breath away.

 

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THE KIND THAT LASTS FOREVER

The kind that last forever, is there even such a thing? Two loves lost, fading into the never not seeing it go. The times just roll on through my head, a slideshow of forgotten memories. I try to forget the pain that we caused each other. By the time I give you one last glance, the day will be over and all our thoughts that were once one, will become my own. If there ever was such a time or such a place where, exists the kind that last forever, I would believe in such a thing.

 

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VASE

Running through the hills Im chilly, I pick flowers, pretty ones . I take them home put them in a vase, I smell the pollen hits me in the face. I sneeze and stutter, I giggle and laugh, for I put flowers in my vase.

 

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WHEN I THINK OF YOU

Tears fall from my eyes, like diamonds from the sky. Life is like an onion, you peel it and it makes you cry. You tear away the layers and your left with what's inside, just the heart that keeps it alive though it tries its best to hide. The blades of grass flow uniquely but together, as they are one, the glistening dew that drips down from them dries up with the rays of the sun. The dust that rides the wind that blows, landing wherever it may, it always flies no matter how much the breeze happens to blow that day. The leaves are green but turn to brown when the season says its right, the stars that sparkle in the sky, when there are no clouds in sight. The waves that break and turn to cream when they hit the shore, the boats that sail on the summer water makes the moonlight hit the ore. The road that's melted on a humid day, rain makes it smell a special way, the summer shower that falls on the ground it makes the softest sweetest sound. The city lights beam in the distance, my eyes they stare without resistance. Wishing on that shooting star, wishing you were near not far. Hoping it will all turn true, these things I think, when I think of you.

 

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BE MY FRIEND

I want you to be my friend, I want you to be my living, my end. In everyday in every hour, On your heart, my love will shower. My strength is yours and all my caring, All our love we'll go on sharing. Through the times good and sorrow, I'll be there today and morrow. For you to need and to hold on tight, For I'll be holding with all my might.

 

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HOLE

The hole I dug just eats me up, swallows me like I'm sweet. I can't choose, I'm drowning, sleeping, cant breath. Looking out into the hollow from which I've come, I still can't ponder a single thing. Meanings are obsolete but still, I'm drowning in the hole I've dug. Or maybe it wasn't me.

 

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HOPE

My dreams are my reality; I live on the hope. My dreams are my insight, to what I have in store. Last night I dreamt of something pure, loving and so warm. Tonight I think Ill dream of you and loving you once more. If hope is gift then my dreams are Christmas, all I have is this. I'm hoping, dreaming, wishing for, your one last tender kiss. Drifting off into the weary, holding my pillow tight. My visions of you so vivid, will get me through the night. All I have are my dreams, my reality and my hope. And all the dreams I have from now, with you I'm sure Ill cope.

 

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I WONDER

Waiting at the airport, my hands sit nervously in my lap. I wonder what I'm gonna do, am I going to be the love that you wanted? Are our eyes going to meet and see the same thing? I wonder. Is our kiss going to last or will my quivering lips fall away with a trembling fear? What will our days involve what will our nights be like, Will the time pass slowly? Will I be a part of the last thought you have before you go to sleep? When you wake will my number be on your fingertips? Will my ideas be the same as yours? Are you the man in my stars who is blown away by my power of analysis? Will our romantic dinner date be an entrée to the rest of our lives In two weeks is when Ill know, until then, I wonder.

 

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LEAVE ME ALONE

My tears drip down, spill onto my notepad. They tremble in a puddle of blue, like they're scared to dry up. They're salty but bland like the love I once knew, the wounds haven't healed yet, I don't know if they will. I'm trying to write rhyming words that mean something, but they don't go together like someone I know. I think and I think but thoughts of you just wont leave me alone. If there was a way I could tell you right now, I don't like the taste of my tears. I wouldn't be writing all my thoughts in my head down, my writing was never once fear.

 

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FLICKER

"Im sick to death of looking for the remote control!" Why are you so sick of it? Its not like you look very hard. One simple glance to where you expect it to be is merely just the beginning of an ongoing saga of the forever lost piece of plastic.

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Lollies

Up the slopes I'm running, trying not to fall back down. Descending slopes, I'm crawling, rolling to the ground. Like a jaffa I keep up, with all the other lollies. There isn't any m &m's, how will I get my jollies? Kool fruits are teasing me and the licorice is laughing. There's a gummy bear stuck in my throat, I can't keep from coughing. The all sorts are out of sorts running round the pops, Ginger man hit Ginger woman should I call the cops?

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LIFEBOAT

I sit on the edge, whether it be on my bed, my couch, my head. I'm so close to falling off, I'm scared to think to feel my loss. Though the plain is not physical nor is emotion, I think it's mental, drowning in a created ocean. My tears, my thoughts, my fears, devotion. Is there a lifeboat?

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Memory

The laughter that surrounds me is almost astounding; I haven't laughed for so long. The gaze of a child and the smile of another makes me think that all this is wrong. I can't seem to shake the feelings, I get all giddy and feeling forlorn, is there a person out there that is happy or is it in my imagination. The trees all smell nice the pine and the cedar, takes nothing but sinus away. The berries that fall on the ground stain the memory of you that I'm feeling today.

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MINDLESS TRAGEDY

I just want to take your hand and make you touch me. I want you to see my inner being just as it was in you. Facing you with the fear of not coming out, when you step into the unknown. Taking the chance of feeling so real that all your thoughts become your own. Your mind isn't yours; you don't see the tragedy. That having a thought and writing it down has the power to take me. Take me to a place where the mind always runs free, feeling your being so deep inside as if it were in me.

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Something To Prove

Touch me in places I'm not sure of, I want my energy to make you rise. I want to entangle my thoughts with yours, as you undress me with your eyes. I'm feeling your soul, can you feel me inside, your hearts beating faster, are you liking the ride? Primal waves of seduction make your hands shake with love. I'm having you now, come taste me from above. I need your hands on me, pressing hard on my being, my eyes are weeping, can't believe what I'm seeing. The force that fills me, so warm and so smooth, when you touch me in places I'm not sure of, seems you had something to prove

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Pills

Why must I take these pills? I don't feel like I'm mad. I might seem like I'm a little disturbed, but really I'm just so sad. The lives are gone I cant make amends, my life I guess on them depends. Do I live or do I die? I won't know until I cry. Tears of joy or tears of sadness if I die Ill live in madness.

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Serial Psychosis

The air is cold; it makes my skin crawl like the sight of you with another woman. The darkest of dark places makes my eyes bulge with insanity, as you sit in front of me taking my picture with a camera, which has a broken lens. The dirt seems clean as I kneel on the grass clawing at the clay, gets under my finger nails like the rotten apple that I had eaten just moments before the worm had shriveled up and died. The water is a murky green; mould and scum float on the surface above the scum that's weighed down with heavy cement boots. The cave is hot, the fire that burns inside will make an oven for the soft flesh that you feast on with your eyes. You pick your teeth with the bones of your victim; its hoof stuck in your ribs sticks out like the macabre picture you have of your first wife in your mind. The blood soaked cloth you used to wipe my tears, is approachable only with the stench of foul play. The walls glow a bright ultra violet green, with the body prints which point out the affection you showed me with your knife. The abnormal heartbeat which drums only every minute, is fast when you make haste with the bag full of bits. Placing it in your car, they start to ooze out of the tail pipe, leaving a trail of mayhem and investigation. You sit on the steps of your local law abiding citizen, just waiting to be caught. Playing the game of mouse and cat only to be chased away by the devils advocate, down into the arms of the one who loves you most.

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When You Touched My Heart

I thought about you last night when it was time for bed. Was brushing my teeth, putting my PJ's on, I couldn't get you out of my head. The thought of you behind me, your arms around me tight. As I get ready for bed, so early in the night. That lingering kiss I told you about, happened in my dreams. I wanted so much to be with you that it was real it seemed. We made love soft and slowly touching every part. But the part that I enjoyed most is when you touched my heart.

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Vacancy

I never dreamt it would happen, I never thought my days and nights would be filled with thoughts. My empty mind was filled with nothing, I had an idea once and it scampered away cause it was scared to be lonely. I met this man, I have never seen him but still I'm drawn to him like fog clings to windows on a cold winter morning. The notion of spending my nights talking to a computer screen just takes me to this place that I never knew existed. The kind words, in a harsh reality makes my eyes see a whole new life. The life that I want so much that every time it gets within a whisper of my ear, it just screams and runs away. I sleep in a vacant bed; the sheets are only warm from the spirit that lives in me. The humming of the fridge keeps my rhythm going as I try to walk toward the soul that is crying to be loved. When I get there I think that my mind will be overwhelmed with thoughts and ideas, so much so that I wouldn't know what to do with them and Id just throw them away on a whim. I hope that it will all make sense at least one day in the future, who knows what time will bring. Whether the society that surrounds me will make way for the special people, with special thoughts and make their voice be heard. I still dream the dreamer's dream but a wise man once said..."Dreams are no longer dreams when you make them a reality."

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When I Saw You

When I saw you it was like, a pane of glass falling from the 15th floor of my building.It shatters on the ground into a million tiny splinters that just lay there in the cracks. It all flies in a zillion different directions, not knowing where to land. When I touched your hand, it was like softly touching a fresh clear lake making it ripple around in circles. When I sat next to you, it was like sitting in a room full of people and only having you in my sight. When I talked to you, it was like the outside world didn't make a sound and all I heard was the sweetest tone of you just whispering in my ear so softly that it made my heart skip a beat. I see you in my dreams; I don't want to wake up. I want to fight with you just so that we can make up. I've never had these feelings before I don't know how to handle them. I feel like I'm going crazy with love every time I think of you.

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soul

Come with me, I wont lead you wrong. Come with me, your pain I'll make be gone. The mirror to my soul, set deep within those eyes. covered by the hate and torment. Uncovered by your lies. Everything looks new, on the outside its pretending. Its rotten to the core you see, humanity's descending. The written words, fade into the page, the night falls into day. So come with me my trusting one, I wont lead you astray. Now, you feel better, isnt that so? Youve been promoted past your death row. You have to chance to collect souls as these. pointing out amongst the thieves. All you have to do is grant, your soul for me to see. I'll keep it here, in my fiery grasp. From now til eternity. So you take this all for granted, its not really what you thought. A quick fix, a way to an end, the power of which you sought. While I rule to bad, and I teach the good, no-one will powerful be. I am the one who rules your soul, me oh powerful me.

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Chemical Reaction

I feel so hot, I'm falling through the floor, just one sound Ill wake up and then ill want some more. The needles dirty, maybe I should clean it, where's the lighter, anyone seen it? The yellow fluid goes in all icky, rushes straight to my head. My eyes are closed and I can't feel anything OH GOD! I think I'm dead.

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whispers

The whispers I hear during the day make me realize that I am socially illiterate. I take deep breaths and I know that the next wheezing one could be my last. Sometimes the wind seems louder. Loud when the bells ring in my mind, the ones that tell me when its time to kill. People surround me, annoy me, and bore me to tears so completely that I am driven to mind others insanity as well as my own. Its everywhere, the mental diversity that has a hold on all that is good but can turn to bad at any given moment. Not everyone knows it, but the time will come where nobody will have the opportunity to be nice anymore. Speak badly, think badly, and basically just behave like total hethens, totally oblivious even to their own enlightenment. What is this thing called life? It's an interlude for what comes at the end of it all, though is it really the end. Nobody can say for absolute certainty, that what lies ahead in our time of expulsion is anything but skinny worms getting fat whilst feasting on our dirty flesh. The idea of it all quite frankly just sends me to this place where even I have something to say. Here, I am smart; I have a vocabulary that can only be matched by the likes of some famous dead author. I guess people just like to believe in things. I would only suppose that people want to be as nice as they can for as long as they can handle it. There will after all become a time, when people will be annoyed by innocent people, just as they annoy me. Then and only then will we find out what is at the end of our pitiful lives

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COLD HEARTEDNESS

The cold night air bites at my cheeks, it makes me think of the heater that I had thrown away at the start of summer. The machine that threw out warm vibes was stuck on six and used to burn my underwear, especially when Id sit on top of it. I wish I hadnt of thrown away that heater, now its the dead of winter and my cheeks are so sore, my fingers turning blue. Now thats how I feel, since I threw away the warmest thing I knew..

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OLD MAN

The old man that sits in the window, he stares constantly out into the street. He has an old hat, it has a bit of paper in the torn rim that hangs down over his forhead. I walk by and I can sense a mumble, I see an incoherrant rags to riches case, he does afterall, have a certain je n'est ce quoi about him. He sips his cup of coffee like hes drinking out of an old english rose. He crosses his arms and stares back out the window, he notices me observing him and gives me a fortifying glance. It seems weve met before but my mind cant think back that far. I pick up my paper, until we meet again.

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SUNDOWN

Sun goes up. Sun goes down. Still, the faces of the people that surround me are as real as real can be, they never disappear. The quiet haunting whispers that fill my head are only a touch away, I can see my future in my hands, while on my bed I lay. Let me be my own self, let me take pride in my thoughts. I have but one wish, let my thoughts be my own.

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RUNAWAY

Scamper around, try to get out of the cage that entraps you day by day, night by night. You run on your little wheel, going nowhere fast. You dont seem to notice that your surroundings are no different than they were 3 weeks ago when you first started running. The same glass, the same house and the same sawdust on the ground. Your red eyes have made the air hazy, can you see where you are going? How do you get on your roof without a ladder? Why are there no locks on your windows? Did they break when you tried to escape? So Scamper, try to climb up the walls with abnormal amounts of effort, see how far it gets you.