Posts Tagged ‘ over ’

A dead rose & it’s thorn

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It’s been
So long
Since I’ve been hurt
I almost forgot
How it feels,
How deep
The tears run
How hard it is
To breathe
How real,
Realities blow
Is no where
As close
And as soft
As Is steel,
Winded
Are the lungs
As they collapse
From my
Reveal,
That we’re not
Meant to be
Even though we both
Engage in activities
That are intimate
But lacking in
Spiritual intimacy,
That my soul
thirsty
Longs for
I hurt not
Deliberately,
Argentina
Be strong
Do not cry for me
For I am not
Any where near
Worthy…

2012
08/09
CATEGORY
acceptance
change
Love
lust
observation
plead
Poem
poetry
venting
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I see More than a Twinkle

Fairy tales

nightmares,

all that she wants

its right there,

in her dreams

up in the air,

all she can do

is just stare,

wonder

unaware,

her energy

that slight scare,

that down here

is not up there,

figuring that in due time

it will all fare well,

but until then

farewell,

right now is far to far

& there’s contemplation on withering away or dare to care…

it takes much to look up

knowing that, I’m stuck down here,

that twinkling from my obstacles & moon light

provides just, enough glare,

that shines on my bruises

& strengths that most often tear,

oh how just a kiss

will cure the heaviest of moments I don’t want to share

2012
06/12
CATEGORY
enlightenment
in character
meeting
Poem
poetry
SEEKING
wondering
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How iT appears

objects

may appear closer

when held up

against the glass,

visions a bit

hazy

when your inside

is full of wrath,

others will measure

what you amount to

when hunting down

like fast math,

no matter what the signs say

the horizon is never too far away

because this too shall pass

and the rain storm, no matter how hard, never does last

2012
05/08
CATEGORY
assurance
change
observation
Poem
poetry
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The next Move

ah

ah

I have iT

in my hands,

I want to do

something with it

but im scared

so I stand,

not too sure

on my next move

damn the feeling of feeling damned,

she fell right

into my palm

but to bother her

I can’t,

I fidget

feeling rigid

 I AM a Richard

I’m the man,

the king in me

is humbled

and I bow

as if on holy land,

that doesn’t mean

I don’t attempt

but every kick

is caught by another hand,

that assures me

somethings going to happen

but it’s not

what I have planned,

so all the more

does it make me mad

and all the more

do I demand,

for more

oh this whore

has me heated

and then a fan,

hovers over and cools me off

I’m put off

and forget

why I heavily pant,

once I sit

all the way down

I can now

figure out my next dance

2012
04/27
CATEGORY
head games
humor
Poem
poetry
SEEKING
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Already near the end of another year

look at where we’re going

aint iT going fast,

sometimes iT

seems so slow, I swear iTs dragging ass,

but as I look again

I see that so much has already passed,

why is it that/ the bitter takes forever

and the sweet hardly ever last,

the truth is whispered/ barely heard

while  lies are screamed out loud taking grasp,

of all our attention

while in suspension/ we watch time-lapse,

I notice my self/ on the same lane

as if its been but a second/ and I just took a glance,

already near the end of another year

and iTs happened, way too fast…

2011
12/02
CATEGORY
observation
Poem
poetry
synopsis
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How many times must we go through this?

I come to you often

most times

you just ignore,

I don’t like

getting rough

but if im gentle you just absorb,

and reject any open doors

so if it’s not what you want

then I know you, you wont explore,

a closed mouth

can’t get fed

and your picky like a whore,

who’s done her time

around the blocks in the ghetto

who then moved up to the east side, near the expensive sea-shore,

now you think

that your special or something

or another,

I in love

I earnestly

implore,

that you shake off

your habits quick

because I’ve teared you down once before,

history has a way

of repeating it self

and it seems like I must, like a chore,

get your attention

in some dimension

in an allure,

blame who you truly worship

because it aint the based GOD

thats gotten you out of this once before

2011
11/30
CATEGORY
advice
approaching
iT
Poem
poetry
proclaiming
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Hostage

You love me when you want to

I love you when I can,

we both hold on to what God gave us as a hostage

until the others complies with the demands,

that the other wants

wanting can f*** us pretty bad,

games are ment for children

yet here you are planning it out in advance,

so much cat and mouse

the cheese no longer fuses the same trance,

that it once lit the fuse of

its grown as stale as an uninspired square dance,

all this dosey doe

wields no more sort of romance,

if that ever was there to begin with

I no longer want to go into the darkness and take a chance,

birthing what the physical

couldn’t possibly intellectually or spiritually advance,

your as stubborn as al Qaeda

where’s the white flag?

2011
09/16
CATEGORY
change
head games
humor
Love
lust
Poem
poetry
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Listen&See

There is way more then meets the eye, and subtle choices draw the lines.

Love

Love is patient and kind; love does not envy or boast; it is not arrogant or rude. It i does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful; it does not rejoice at wrongdoing, but lt rejoices with the truth. Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. Love never ends 1 Corinthians 13:4-8

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