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empty without your
familiar ground, and exhausted from
standing so far away, my beautiful
home. muffled are the moonlit
cries of wolves as my harsh
yearning does nothing
but snow inches upon
inches and ice-over all
the hurt i had held so
tightly against me,
stumbling through the
present. i want to turn
and wander back to you,
oh homeland, oh frozen one.
how i miss your cold embrace.
I've Changed (poem)I've Changed
i change the color of my eyes
for my world looks so askew.
maybe i'll feel better if i'm
violet, red, or blue.
i change the color of my skin
to blinding ivory: snow.
every winter clings to me
and i want everyone to know.
i change the color of this room
to kill the normal: insincere.
if everything is fake,
i have nothing left to fear.
A Question of WorthA Question of Worth
i'm begging myself to give up.
i'm begging you to pretend.
the wash of days, the pain of
your eyes, is poisonous.
i am furious. i want to loathe you.
i am heartbroken. i only want love.
the burden of these emotions
seems to be rotting me away.
i wish i could have saved myself.
i wish i would have ignored it:
the cascading volume of your
voice: like a stereo in my memory.
i've been running in place, my love,
and you've begun to resemble a curse
rather than a sweet opportunity.
please, someone end this hurt.
hatred begins to plague me.
if i can't love you, anger will help
to cleanse your rubble from my heart.
you're not worth it. you're not worth it.
Happy RebirthdayHappy Rebirthday
you said no.
i finally stood up
from the shadows,
and you said no.
we were on the eve
of a glorious morn.
now our morning
is my mourning.
my hands shook
and my gaze averted
from the deep pools
of your sacred eyes.
and as you made
no move to stop,
i followed you to the
door. it closed on me.
the answers aren't real.
you haven't given me all
of what i wanted yet.
i demand a better ending.
i am so tired of the drag
and drop of the sun
through the days i wait
for you to come around.
oh yeah. oh yeah."
fade. a new song begins.
Classics of the UnrequitedClassics of the Unrequited
unreachable one of my tortured heart,
don't mock me with your glances.
when our eyes meet, there is only less
hope in my head left for us.
i've come to see that behind my planning,
behind the "maybe" and the "tomorrow",
i am deathly afraid of you. so please,
come to me only with affection.
this is my second winter of hunting.
you are gorgeous, my prey. you are wild.
and through the ivory, clouded winds,
my hands tremble only to hold you.
it's too cliché, isn't it? perfect in flaw.
you're the football player with your pack
of ravenous little minions: friends,
and i am alone.
and so i wait. and i watch. and i wait.
the days filter through the hallway windows
and rest their heads on the pains panes.
my cold, dry patience fades to hopelessness.
deep beneath it all, i know it won't end well.
i know you're going to tear my heart
and leave me forever unrequited.
i know that one day i will despise you.
do you even care?
why is it t
Persistence: The Ache of OptimismPersistence: The Ache of Optimism
inside the sanctuary of optimism,
our galaxies clashed in crowded hallways.
i spoke, and you looked away, ignorant.
i tasted the sweetness of simplicity
in our out-of-body conversations
and i can't help but want to hunt you.
your coyotes cackle and bark,
their mouths dry: their heads brainless.
the laughing can't stop me. it can't stop me.
sometimes i wonder if i've got you
in the lovely trap of my glances, my smiles,
but the tide just keeps turning: shifting with the wind.
i overcame my fears! i vanquished the
little voice within that stopped me from pushing,
fighting forward to your voice.
oh, the cascade of sand.
like an hourglass. like wind-whipped deserts.
the sound of your replies is like candy.
i am in love with the chase. i need to
hang on. i just need to cling a little longer.
"i just wanted you to hear me say it."
so tell me, quickly before the final bells sound,
do you love me too? can you love me back?
my powerlessness stings
like the winter air
that still plagues my worn heart.
the past is like a wound,
throbbing and burning.
sometimes i wish i could have
gone deaf for just one moment...
i begged for the future to take me
to a place where scars
melted into smiles and happy eyes,
but the snow shows me no mercy.
my monologues won't save me,
especially when no one will listen.
my poems can't deliver me
to the heaven in your arms.
you ARE my happiness.
sometimes i wish i could just
tie you down and make you hear
my words as they reveal my frustration.
more than anything, i want to catch you
in my net, in my trap, in my gaze
and place a kiss upon your ethereal lips.
i want the fireworks of our firsts to light the way.
i could look at you
for the rest of my life
and never want to stop.
an endless world is painted
like softness over invincibility
in the irises of your bright eyes.
i stood for a thousand years
inside shadows of fallen leaves loves:
reread their pages until erosion took the words.
i could trace my hand
over the curve of your jawline
for as long as my muscles would let me.
you, so (dare i say it?) perfect, emerged
from beneath the bitterness, the ignorance,
i held so dearly: like a jewel, like a stone.
all the hurt that had laced my iron cage
evaporated, and the hate i bore simmered
into calmness, simplicity, and a new best friend.
i could lie in your arms
for a million star-dressed nights
and never tire of your embrace.
and though my mind can deceive me,
i like to think that you're gong to be
the "one", the "actual", the "realistic and perpetual".
i could love you forever.
the fire that sparks between us
could burn, high and strong, for eterni
Dark TonesDark Tones
grey of winter.
her soul coughs out
the poisons that simmer
within the rising white banks.
ever-growing is the thought
that something is beginning here.
these hallways smell of life:
a calm drowse laced with noise.
the windows are fogged
with my breath. i'm standing here
so still, my eyes searching: wild.
connection! i need a connection!
i hunt for silly, stupid things.
things i know will not satisfy me
things that can't satisfy the hunger.
i yearn for simple glances smiles?
dark tones, low music, they hum
like brown, dry leaves on the wind.
the winter to begin the trend, the cycle
starts with the reverberations of your voice.
O' My Love, I'd Die For You (Deadly Infatuation)I know what you'll say
so with my scarlet thread
I'll stitch these lips.
But o' my love,
I'd die for you,
I'd kill to make you love me,
to know when someone says my name,
you'll smile to yourself
and think "I'm so in love"
I know what would happen,
what would go down,
to lose you is a greater cost than
I can afford.
But O' my love,
I'd die for you,
I'd kill to make you love me,
drink poison from your lips,
be your Juliet.
I know what I'll always be,
in your eyes I'm that silly little girl
with the jaw unhinged,
lips forever flapping in the wind,
whose doe eyes always gazed in adoration.
But o' my love,
my love, my darling man,
as the years go by,
and your picture still rests in my mind,
O' my love,
I'd die for you,
even though you'd never do the same.
For YouYou said I was simple,
easy to understand and comprehend.
You thought I was a unlighted grenade,
unable to burst through my facade.
Could you ever light,
the glow of my hidden jade?
I know I am hard to open up,
a tough shell to break through.
It isn't because I fear,
for what may become clear.
It is just who I am.
Trust me, my dear.
You aren't like the others.
You are understanding,
gentle and kind,
easy to know,
easy to get along with.
You are wise,
from the sun to your demise.
I wish you weren't,
the type that is hard to find.
But that is life,
void of any joyous strife.
But I can rely,
on the head and heart,
to know when,
goodness and truth,
strikes me like a dart.
You are great,
better than the ones,
who gave me the joy,
of my undeserving fate.
How can I sit,
How can I stand,
How can I understand,
our love, our friendship,
when it falls on different lands?
it is just a friendship,
but for me,
I dream of what it could be.
Or is it?
Did I blow your mind,
by showing you my lig
(insert title here)You say you fell for me,
I say I called for you
But now I know,
Neither one is true
God brought us together
Out of love for you and i
And chose for us the other
So that now our hearts will fly
They Met at the Bus StopAt the bus stop on a bright, sunny day,
A girl asks a boy for a bus ticket.
So he gives her one from his wallet.
The bus arrives, ending their day of grey.
At the Bus stop on a cool, cloudy day,
The girl ask the boy for a bus ticket.
Prepared, he takes one out of his pocket,
And together they sit without delay.
At the bus stop on a cold, snowy day,
She asks him for an extra bus ticket.
So from his hand he gives her it,
Then he turns around and walks away.
At the bus stop on the very next day,
Waiting with two tickets, there he stand.
She comes, and says while holding out her hand:
"Walk with me! Just like yesterday, Ok?"
SoulmatesWherever our future may go
I’m always by your side.
All around us dark winds may blow,
But we have time to bide.
My love, I won’t abandon you,
No matter what may come.
If troubles be many or few,
Or even if we’ve none.
I’d fight for you with all my heart,
And do all that I could.
To fight for us, I’ll do my part,
For I know that I should.
After all, we’re soulmates, my dear,
My heart you have beguiled.
My deep desire is now clear,
I want to see your smile.
A Day Upon a Dayone day one day far away
someday someday soon
you might find a ray
a person to make you croon
over all the little things
and they make you smile
every time your phone rings
and you promise to overcome all trials
because they are the only one who you love
Three WordsHe who returned my life to light
Now stand within my reach.
There’s no one left we have to fight,
No gaps we have to breach.
He throws himself into my arms,
He sobs into my chest.
He knows that now we won’t be harmed,
These times will be our best.
He gazes up into my eyes
He has something to say.
I think what secret he belies
Will now be clear as day.
He says to me those three small words
Of how he feels for me.
His feelings now free as the birds,
And filling me with glee.
I look at him as he did me,
Our faces oh-so near.
And I too make my feelings free-
“I love you too, my dear.”
I Love You TooHis heart whispers in genuine emotion,
but mine cannot return the devotion.
When I hold his hand there is no affection,
when I kiss his cheek there is no infection
of my hearts tender confection.
There’s a pain in my chest, a guilt.
I’ve become a liar, my web’s built.
With my verbal swords blood is split
as I bury them in his heart, to the hilt
they burrow the jilt.
Yet he doesn’t recognize the pain.
He smiles and laughs, slowly slain.
He isn’t alone, for I suffer a strain,
the inability to actually abstain
so that I might stay sane.
But either way the path is the same.
Both roads are laced in signs of blame,
each speckled with the course of our game,
leading to the destined place of shame,
and neither save him from my claim.
“I love you too.”
Every EmbraceEvery Embrace
every embrace held its own story
and every kiss was a work of art
maybe someday you'll return to me
to finally heal this shattered heart
every held hand was a lightning bolt
and every glance could melt the stars
please take me back to perfect love
darling, help me melt these iron bars
every calming breath grew flowers
and every soft touch created waves
i told you that i remember everything
from our open skies to cool ice caves
every word you said stole my heart
and every salty tear was wiped away
so why did you leave this love behind?
why have you let my hurt soul decay?
every wound was healed with trust
and every sunrise was free and warm
i know now that i froze your passion
and so you gladly fed me to the swarm
every fire was tamed with strength
and every ocean was met with light
there was one ocean we didn't cross
only because you gave up the fight
every time i close these soaked eyes
and every time i see your happy smile
i still ask and b
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