My Insides
My insides are melting dripping like glue and sticking to the ground.
The noises outside have left my interior deaf.
How shall I put the pieces back together?
How can I pick up the wax and form myself again?
These emotions are deep and the sadness and muse of anger won't let me be.
This hut has become nothing more than a cold cave.
And I've become an empty body.
Fantasy Like Saran Wrap
You've wrapped me up in your fantasy saran.
Left me there to sufficate on my own.
I am no longer part of anything.
I have melted completly into deep transparency.
It is through you that I sparkle
like the beam of a running unicorn with something to say.
My Dream Lover
I have a mental relationship with you.
In my head we do everything together.
All the well combined words of nonsense turn into activities that are only allowed in a dream world.
But I dont care I like us there
in that world.
However
To you,
I am nothing more then the dreams you cannot remember.
I am the words you cannot spell.
and the magic you don't believe in.
Days Without You
Sometimes
When your not around
I see your lips hovering around waiting to be touched by my lips.
They call me as they float in my head and ask me where I've been.
And though you're nowhere near,
I feel your tender stare
and your vision snuggles with my thoughts.
The aroma of your smile
enters my nostrils and numbs all the pains I carry within.
I want to empty your body,
tare with my bare hands the layers of your skin and the cells in your brain
so that you can come back to me all natural
like water from the blue spring.
Hey! Really deep poetry here!! It's Jon from the A-team, my number is 770-335-3729 we should hang out sometime! You keep melting in your poems, and the color makes me think of those cream flavored life savors melting.
ReplyDeleteHeres something I wrote on the highway
The View
The view never changed, was there evermore?
Flowers, trees, and grass once stood before,
This place so senseless and driven by mind,
I wish I could see what was left behind.
The view could only change, when the weather came through-
Because weathering would bring back what I missed in view,
The birds used to sing in a melodic way,
Before the trees made them sleep like trickling rain,
The tone I used to love, gone with the blink of an eye,
Is reminisced by the technology brought before I.
It's too bad I can't select a pastel to make my text glow, lol.
No Angel
ReplyDeleteIf their's something you've been hearing,
Please don't buy it,
I know truth can hurt but what if it's being told by someone lying?
I say I'm no Angel...
If Perfect is what your chasing, girl I'm timing.
I told you, you would make it, but I'm really lying
Cause I'm not no Angel...
Eyes still, like a picture when its taken.
Gesture suggests the moment was a guilty pleasure in the waiting.
Who are they to judge when inside I know they have a grudge,
Cause Her ex considers her trash, well-
Another man's trash, is another man's treasure..
The Angel on my side says he could of done better,
Currently she's hurt, so I listen when she speaks
I quantify her presence as little to nothing,
Because I choose quality over quantity,
Rather then settling for something.
Here is another one I did.. In the past like 5 mins lol.