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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.
The Girl and the Goat I was once so devote
To one whom the angels have hand-wrought
A worship that was prevented, by a robot goat
I struggled to unchain my throat
Which was bound for I did not believe myself a big-shot
I was once so devote
Soon I was ready to cross the moat
And leaped over, as if moon-shot
A feat that was prevented, by a robot goat
Once again I pre
It Wouldn't LastI think I broke his heart.
How could I be so cruel?
I said the word, tore us apart,
Is this what it means to rule?
Never knew what he saw in me,
Only the small, trivial things.
He said he was okay, you see.
The harsh word in his ear rings.
Asking my opinion, then debating it,
Is that how the world works?
I'm sure he was so full of it.
In a breakup, are there often perks?
No, he's the victim, his heart is hurting,
In this case, I'm the one to blame.
For me, the love, out of his heart, is spurting.
I think cupid may have missed his aim.
For me, there was never a connection
I never felt comfortable with him.
In terms of sensing this, he failed detection.
My guilt spilled over the brim.
Week and a half, his heart's mine for the taking.
I feel it was all too fast
Maybe if he'd waited a year or two-
No, I still think it wouldn't last.
Love at first sightThey say love can bloom at first sight
I was not one to believe until that night
When the cheer and fun was to begin
My heart beat strong and began to win
Even our meet our talk began to last
With dreams, likes and the past
We both began at in a place of insanity
But then walked towards our paths of humanity
Our family friends and thoughts
And the many things we were taught
So when one says there is no love at first sight
I say to them that they are not very right
Because I was the girl who fell in love at first sight
Poems to AsylumOde to Ju
You who know the face of love lie,
for I have seen it
A face of love and delight,
Her skin smooth and delicate.
Her eyes of care and passion,
Her voice soft and gentle,
Her hair beautiful blonde that frames her face,
her temper delicate and fragile
Sarah, I love you.
This Isn't Me
Shall I compare ye to a summers day?
I think not, for it isn't me.
So what of winds in may?
For it is now and I am with you.
For heaven shines in your eyes
while hell shines in mine,
without another they both fall
So long they live, so shall our love.
For the hate of poetry my affection is double,
I love you Sarah, I hope this poem see not rejection.
Loosing My MarblesRushing rushing daisies
Popping the tops off never ending sod fields;
Mortal cries of aquatic hunger
Often lost in the magnitude of the latitude;
Incomprehensible to this little blue marble.
True LoveIt was one of those moments. It was a moment they speak of in movies. It’s the one you stare at on the big screen without blinking and you think to yourself “I wish I was her.” The two stood there and stared at each other. He looked at her with such great love and everyone knew it but her. He was in love with her. He calls her beautiful everyday and he means it. He means every kind word he ever says to her. He’d do absolutely anything for her until the day they both die. He wants to be with her forever. He pictures his future and all he sees is her standing right next to him hand in hand with him. She looked at him the same way. She stared into his glassy eyes with great love. She wanted him and only him. Guys would talk to her but she ignores them. She only wants him, no one else. She closes her eyes at night and pictures a future with him. The truth is they love each other and everyone else sees it but they don’t. Everyone believes in them. She is too af
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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