Monday, March 14, 2011

Selected "Love" Poems

waiting for a sign
in an icy room
where my breath turns white:
proof my heart still beats.
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on a tiny piece of paper
i jot down your name
in pretty cursive...
with words i dare not say
to such a face.
ill hide it hoping you will find it
someday, somewhere-
these feelings can no longer stay
fighting not be forgotten and
withered away...
when you find that tiny piece of paper
you will think of me- 
even if only for a moment
you will be mine.

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i remember vividly
walking you to the door complacent. 
a shallow kiss given as a feeble promise 
that hours cannot change the heart.
the words of goodbye are as thin as the air 
we breathe, which hits my skin like a burn
only hot metal can yield;
a deep, branded scar- 
sore and red as raw meat. 
I wanted to stand there until your
silhouette faded,
watching the distance between you and me
become far greater. 
You were here and you were not.
I closed my eyes and the door. 
bring me back from the dead

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my need is deep

you promised so much, too much. too little too late.
you promised to keep me safe
from this ever rising tide
you promised i wouldn’t have to hide
i spoke to you secrets never spoken 
except to empty cinder blocks 
who will not betray
all that my words cannot say
its wartime and the rations are low
i would chase and follow
but im not sure where to go
say it....i need to hear....i need to need....
just as god needs the devil;
i need you.

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Reciprocation. 
maybe there is a chance she was right.
accepting.
believing.
is all the same. 
and maybe, just maybe, 
you are the cure I’ve been looking for.
you'll see, you'll see. 
now it's not just me. 

as the paper burns down
disintegrates into all but ash
i trace the outline of your lips in my mind
pulling a memory off the shelf; 
smoke clouds suffocate the reverie
leaving your lips
lost in time forever.

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Spill Into the Night

when all the tears have been shed
and all the words have been said,
these bruises will fade.
all that’s left to do is: invade.
take no prisoners, make no amends. 
swiftly the war ends. 
feelings were slaughtered; blood spread like a disease,
beg for mercy, beg for retribution, beg to be put at ease.
broken bones can be mended,
i will lie to you, tell you this was nothing i intended.
to fall so deep into you. 
i close my eyes...and imagine you are here. 
given the chance....i would have....
fluttering back and forth on the brink of...feeling.
feelings fill this tiny, fragile heart.
its nothing like our dreams...
but dreams are only utopian manifestations 
of the promised world...
tonight when i crawl into bed....
feeling my way through the cold, cotton sheets...
ill pretend you're lying there waiting for me...
with bodies entwined like tangled ivy growing upon a building...
we can finally sleep. 

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and if we stood here all night
gazing over the still to the still waters 
i'd whisper a secret in the wind
praying you'll answer my wish
praying you'll hold my hand
because even here, now, 
when most slumber,
and only the mistakes lay awake,
i can only think of you.

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I reached over
hand met cold cotton sheets
my heart searched the night for you

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you pretend to be dead.
still, lifelike...almost like an entombed shell of a man. 
your eyes are like immobile beads of glass, 
always steadily watching, never wavering. 
expressionless face, tight jaw- your silence says it all.
you care.
im not alone. but you fail to see beyond that which remains visible:
its you i think of before i slumber,
its you i think of as i wake,
its you which consumes my dreams-
its you i long for in the middle of the night.
you cross into my mind, seep into my thoughts like acid...
melting its way to my core. 
oh god, how you leave me wanting more-
how i want you so. 
all of this maybe you will never know-
you see:
the time has come to surrender;
for you are not the only pretender. 

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and now its time for you my dear:
you spoke
i listened
you laughed
i cried
told you i may
commit suicide
you coveted
i gave
you lost
i fell
couldn’t bear 
to say farewell
you grew easy
i grew heavy
left me feeling 
quite unsteady
you
i
(ties may be disarticulated; limbs recovered; promises severed; words shed)
you 
i
unsaid.

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It's in the Eyes

fighting off sleep
stealing furtive glances
before they wither away
 
logging,
collecting,
the data 
of his face, 
his smile,
his lips,
the sound of his laugh,
the feeling of his hands
 
on mine
on my skin
 
ripping me open
like an old battle wound
painful
but beautiful 
all the while. 

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Refuse. 

It’s time.
(I’ve paid enough for this crime.)
It’s long overdue. 
(What can I pursue?)

I’ve got nothing left to prove.
(I don’t have a single move)
Nothing left to lose.
(what is there for me to choose? )

I’ve already lost you  
And I won’t lose me too.
It’s as clear as the wind 
(We’ve both sinned.)
You care about me not.

I’m a fictional character
Living in a world of dreams
(Nothing is as it seems.)
And as I slumber,
I remember.

I saw all the wrong signs
Prayed for all the wrong things
(How my heart still clings.)
Maybe I saw what I wanted to see
Maybe I prayed to the wrong entity

Not sure if anything I did was right
(Will I be alright tonight?)
Except this.

It’s like breaking my heart all over again.
(I begged for you to explain.)
I really did some leg work
Didn’t I?

It’s time (I’ve paid enough for this crime).
It’s long overdue.

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N[o] O[ne] W[ins]

how could anyone forget?
you're a solider.
and damn son, you play the part well.
every move you make,
is hard, calculated and measured.
you never falter,
never waver. 
for you, there is no past or future;
there is only now. 

for you, feeling is not first,
for you, life is a paragraph,
for you, death, you think, is a parenthesis. 

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Save the flesh, leave the heart. 

How deep your words burn
Speak softly, just like the wind
Even now, I still yearn.



As we made love, I listened to the pounding of the rain.
I felt your heart beat as our hands entwined
I watched as you left, so this is what they call window pain. 


The more you pull, the tighter the chain
You speak in riddles, love me, love me not,
As we made love, I listened to the pounding of the rain.


I used to be able to feign,
Hide everything that was mine,
I watched as you left, so this is what they call window pain. 


All I wanted was for you to explain,
(Tell me why you don’t want me as I want you),
As we made love, I listened to the pounding of the rain.


You want me to refrain,
Hold back, stop loving you. 
I watched as you left, so this is what they call window pain.  

I can’t stop, my heart is forced to sustain,
Carry on until you bleed me dry,
As we made love, I listened to the pounding of the rain.
I watched as you left, so this is what they call window pain. 

2 comments:

  1. First and formost I just looked at the counter of page views and yours matches mine which is kind of awesome and creepy at the same time. Secondly, I love the following poems: Save the flesh, Leave the heart/Refuse/On a tiny piece of paper/Waitig for a sign.

    Will elaborate on these later.

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  2. Lovin the poetry,very deep n they've all got a lot of emotion in them. My personal favorite is You Pretend to be Dead, followed closely by Reciprocation and My Need is Deep. Keep up the good work ;)

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