Bane of the UndertakerYou fire glances like iced bullets, As though to penetrate this fleshy exterior.Bane of the Undertaker
My mind's a daze as word ooze from my lips, Only to form a pile on the floor at your feet. I pick them up, trying to string them out; An attempt at some level of coherence.
You play off my shortcomings, As reflections off water. You raise a question to make point of my flaws, "May I inquire as to what is the matter?" In the most polite of tones I stutter,
Unable to speak, Unable to...
I should never underestimate your intelligence, I am the only fool present here,
One dayA quiet individual, more a picture than a person. Hair blowing like a flames in the wind. A constant exitment behind her eyes,One day
As though seeing everything for the first time. It is upon the rare occasion I see this illusive beauty, Though upon meeting our eyes never part.
With many years about us, we are never silent. Past is present. Present is dear. Such shine, such grace, such beauty.
One day I'll hold her near.
Crowds Can Be a PainThrough feeling through falling,Crowds Can Be a Pain
Through learning though calling,
I find myself above this land. I see myself as less of a strand.
Though laughing through talking, Through meeting through walking, I find myself, a branch falling from a tree. I see myself not as a part of you, but of me.
A baron wasteland, that is a crowded room, Is not a place where flowers best bloom. It is in these walls that I wish to be,
Though no such people I wish to see.
When suggestive questions raise eyebrows,
Yet friendly arguments raise "die now"'s, I bring
Anglesthe angels sleep tonight, they hear you sob and cry, I need you here with me, I watch you smile and die.Angles
Tears well in my eyes, I am broke inside, your death is a great loss, you've left me open eyed.
Tears on my cheek, you weep and smile, this is what you want, i loved you all the while.
The angels sleep tonight your last breths are near Why do you have to go? Why tonight? why here?
tears on the floor,
wait and there'll be more, i will cry, tears will dry, i will try but what for.
I don't
Dancing to the end and backI danced to the end of the world today. I danced even farther, leaping from post to post until it was only the water my way.Dancing to the end and back
I danced to the end of the world today. I smiled and I frowned. Would there be more I would dance further. I have seen it all and have danced through many a life. I cried today but it was brief. I will not wallow in the lack
but turned around and headed back.
With the end behind me I started anew.
I danced at the beginning of the world today. I’ll dance until I reach the end {
stalemateonce again, my mind and heart divergestalemate
sense speaks of practicalities, impossibilities, foolishness
yet my blood whispers of need, want, tomorrows
logic and instinct vie for dominance
reason reigns by day as minutes click past
with chores, bills, groceries, gas stations
but desire rules the night as dark hours crawl
restlessly amongst frustrated overheated dreams
a constant roiling
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just avoiding work really. pinched a poetry book from school today so im flicking through that, "great poems of the 30's" its genius.
I noticed you only had 3 poems up. I look forward to you posting more!
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I only recently started using this again.
as over the past few year writing songs, reading poetry analysing it at school, I got better and better so decided I might stick some up on here. My favourite on here is the new one I put up. I like it, because no one who reads it will ever know who it's about.
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