Who was I
Teenage orphans know
Saddness burried far beneath
Smiles that deceive sorrow
Barders made by birthright
Bear life, ignorant but blamed
Children and babies carryon sins
From kinship who share lastname
Brokenhearted charms
Hung by faith and security
Encrusted by betrayal
Round this lastborn's misery
Hurried to be done
Dispelled to Wed me away
Disobedience, an unruly child
Eyes for truth see how well we the bad obey
A love then so fragile gone
Ignited inflamed to ash
Hushed secrets wanting to be told
Pained most seemed no on cared to ask
Loved him first and most of all
With leftover love to be had
It was all a lie as it be told
One big fable I only'd wish this deceitful heart ever said
Such opposition of what shouldve been
Left me a mess that Fall day
Wouldve been easier just to die
Than have it be him too who wished me away
Riddled hearts survive
Hope babtised twice over in tears
A fight I made my own
Riddled hearts grow acute fears
To fraid to surpress and forget
Of wealth which lives in every detail
Or keep so close the bouts
There'd be no child to tell
To weigh whether lost or gained
O judge right or wrong o'er tragedy
Life wills whether we do or dont
We choose our own debauchery
Friday, December 30, 2011
Thursday, December 22, 2011
12/22
Winter first
Winter fast
When hurts
Make winners last
Season's change
A fickle heart
Not quick to Fall
Love became art
Tears
Flooded my Spring
Winter wont have joy
Without sacrifcing
Winter fast
When hurts
Make winners last
Season's change
A fickle heart
Not quick to Fall
Love became art
Tears
Flooded my Spring
Winter wont have joy
Without sacrifcing
Wednesday, December 21, 2011
12/21 Poem
That's too bad for us
I'm sure of it for me
He became thy lost love
I needed subconciously
Squandered forgiveness
Led this fool's fragile heart astray
Stubborn thy mind to concieve
Potential felicity reason to stay
An intentional diversion
Although relunctant I learned
Hurt begets hurt
Lest redemption be earned
As the story be told
I met a stranger whom I loved
Pedastled in admiration
Priced his needs, mine above
I defied gravity to hover
Paralytically on borrowed time
In fear any upset would confirm
Thy hopes of us were just mine
Settled to recoarse as friends
I knew him to fail any change
He who abandons once
If allowed to, will again and again
A fool for love
Is what I made me
Blind eyes found refuge
To prevalent treachery
Cloaked by pain I deserve
Strength now but none then to leave
Him a mere tyrannical mortal
Athena he not better to beseige
Only if he knew
The lesson he burdened himself to teach
If and when learned, robbed him
Of the love so reverently beseeched
If I knew of him at all
He wanted to care, even lovingly
Let the stars be cursed
Vexed now to thy memory
Hear me confess
That be but my one regret
Thy fallacies t'with love
Novices, fail sure by his suspect
Bless'd to have known
Someone with what made him me
Alone dispelled from loneliness
Newfound conviction with security
I'm sure of it for me
He became thy lost love
I needed subconciously
Squandered forgiveness
Led this fool's fragile heart astray
Stubborn thy mind to concieve
Potential felicity reason to stay
An intentional diversion
Although relunctant I learned
Hurt begets hurt
Lest redemption be earned
As the story be told
I met a stranger whom I loved
Pedastled in admiration
Priced his needs, mine above
I defied gravity to hover
Paralytically on borrowed time
In fear any upset would confirm
Thy hopes of us were just mine
Settled to recoarse as friends
I knew him to fail any change
He who abandons once
If allowed to, will again and again
A fool for love
Is what I made me
Blind eyes found refuge
To prevalent treachery
Cloaked by pain I deserve
Strength now but none then to leave
Him a mere tyrannical mortal
Athena he not better to beseige
Only if he knew
The lesson he burdened himself to teach
If and when learned, robbed him
Of the love so reverently beseeched
If I knew of him at all
He wanted to care, even lovingly
Let the stars be cursed
Vexed now to thy memory
Hear me confess
That be but my one regret
Thy fallacies t'with love
Novices, fail sure by his suspect
Bless'd to have known
Someone with what made him me
Alone dispelled from loneliness
Newfound conviction with security
Tuesday, November 29, 2011
11/29/2011 POem Prt. 2
I took three shots for love
Got trigger happy and missed
Killed would've and should've
Next time could've ceases to exsist
Got trigger happy and missed
Killed would've and should've
Next time could've ceases to exsist
11/29 Poem
Angry but not defeated
Not with you but me
I den got sick'n tired
Of my same ol idiocracy
Im good on a bad day
Weak on a good night
Wise enough to wise'n up
A sinner's plight
I win even when I loose
Beat at my best
Failure keeps me strong
A conquerer's contest
Dramatic days in dramatic fashion
Background music of mozart
Oscar De LaRenta's life collection
Worth every penny paid broken heart
Damn...
Not with you but me
I den got sick'n tired
Of my same ol idiocracy
Im good on a bad day
Weak on a good night
Wise enough to wise'n up
A sinner's plight
I win even when I loose
Beat at my best
Failure keeps me strong
A conquerer's contest
Dramatic days in dramatic fashion
Background music of mozart
Oscar De LaRenta's life collection
Worth every penny paid broken heart
Damn...
Thursday, November 24, 2011
11/24/2011
If you ever find yourself
Looking for me
I've drifted far east
Home
If you ever find yourself
Looking for me
Ive conquered myself
Shalom
If you ever find yourself
Looking for me
I've found my answers
Alone
If you ever find yourself
Looking for me
I've embraced meagerness
Dethroned
If you ever find yourself
Looking for me
I've lived my life
Bygone
Looking for me
I've drifted far east
Home
If you ever find yourself
Looking for me
Ive conquered myself
Shalom
If you ever find yourself
Looking for me
I've found my answers
Alone
If you ever find yourself
Looking for me
I've embraced meagerness
Dethroned
If you ever find yourself
Looking for me
I've lived my life
Bygone
Thursday, November 3, 2011
11-3 Poem
A dried rose moment
Preserved in life's time
Be a scented ornament
Hung in thy mind
A lesson taught
To an unwise woman
Death be thy fate
Never here will I be again
Fragranced moments
Blessed be the blind
Satisfied to have
A laugh, a cry and cold wine
Preserved in life's time
Be a scented ornament
Hung in thy mind
A lesson taught
To an unwise woman
Death be thy fate
Never here will I be again
Fragranced moments
Blessed be the blind
Satisfied to have
A laugh, a cry and cold wine
Monday, October 31, 2011
10-31 Poem
Tears for Fall
Feared ol ratchet placing
Flow South, Brazil's Bay
Swam love to vodka's chasing
Merry minds begged
To wade t'was doomed bliss
Love bargained low
Merchants, slaves to selfishness
Rythyms in synce by dawn
Bathed in seas of lust
Bathed in seas of lust
Lost blight to heavy current
Held captive again at dusk
A forever'd night
Worth waves of frivolities
What be a tear, but a ripple
In life's ocean of infinities
Sunday, October 30, 2011
10-29 Poem
Yet dying here I must remain
A Lonely yet victorious soul
Dying to come home again
Faint in the distance
Heavens harps pacify
Days drifted nearer
Pride endures to testify
Comforts come
At surrender's shore
Selfish humbling prayers
Builds faith from faith restored
Solicited happiness here
Naivety fights the seasons
Self-inflicted pain
Unloyal to truth, a broken heart’s treason
I’m not know Scholar
I’m not know Scholar
Or master of many things
Just a meager being
Outcasted by moral striving
Outcasted by moral striving
I’d choose an easier way
Simple joys just to waste time
I envy ignorance, even stupidity
Bless'd mercy to be freed from thy own mind
I not of this world
Save the world, not me
I do well to hide my sorrows
Only if it wouldnt inspire thy poetry
10-27 Poem
I wake
To greet his Son
A costume plucked
My day begun
Naked in pretend
Adolescent innocence
Then, lightly clothed
By my dubious repentance
Performances inspired by
My mind’s scrapbook memories
Hot Hell’s happiness
Stained by short-lived blasphemes
I never present, in moments made
Though an actress, makes it seem
Superseded by unknowns to behold
At mercy to he who writes the scenes
I hide not one, flawed true be
A stumble into life’s stages
Smart, yet too fool a memory
My parables recorded on life’s pages
Poised, short finger north,
Etiquettes for Queen’s tea
Perception won, for injured minds
My Imperfections impress His Majesty
Now, a misty sky
Purples over pinks and blue
Painted faces and facades far-gone
My blessings, in bird’s eye view
Nudity returned for
He whom always see’s
Sleep delighted, I with peace
True to self’s own transparencies
10-24 Poem
We do this dance
Of sorrows said
Well sorrows said
No more
I dare not do
This dance today
I Life’s acquisitor
You reach out for me
For comforts said
Here none you shall find
Let me be, leave me now
Thy sorrows
My no
Never mind
I cannot fix,
What wills to be broke
Nor this burden
I chose to bear
Thy choices are
Thy own to make
I waste not
Another prayer
What comes of it
A reality
Won’t make this one
Any worse
A woman alone
Enlightened now
Shadow to a curse
I dance no more
The “Devils Duel”
He has his hold on you
Free will
The promised
A sacred fight
Souls lost, I bid adieu
10/24/11
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