We find answers and truth on opposite sides of the spectrum.
The difference from what is said and what we know,
Something, at times, impossible to recognize.
If only spoken word was always sealed,
With a promise of accuracy.
From mouth to ear, to brain and to mouth again.
The cycle repeats.
Stupidity;
As viscious as slander.
Tripping over your quick tounge,
Spiked like satans horns,
Sour as salt.
A mouth kept dry
By stupidity and nude lies.
For each nescient word,
Spills tears from one more eye.
How much salt will fall?
Oceans will succumb,
But at what point will you realize
This is what it's like to cry?
Saturday, August 13, 2011
Thursday, August 11, 2011
Louder Now
Actions speak louder than words
So we're just going to scream
Until the actions can't be heard.
We won't back down,
You won't push us back.
We're stronger now,
Pressure won't make us crack.
So we're just going to scream
Until the actions can't be heard.
We won't back down,
You won't push us back.
We're stronger now,
Pressure won't make us crack.
Sunday, August 7, 2011
Insufferable Possibilities
Passions beat upon the screen.
You say you love me
But what does it mean?
I'm wishing for you to be the last i see,
But dying is in the past.
Not what i am,
But what i've been.
Illogical, incomprehendable emotions,
They beat upon my soul.
A heart is just an organ,
But it beats for you,
Doesn't it?
Hooks peirce my sides,
I'm tugged in either direction;
My courage slowly dies.
Which is the right decision?
Left or right?
You think i'd lose my will,
But i'm inspired to fight.
The honesty was on the surface;
Clearly visible through the miles.
Why didn't i see it,
Lying in front of my eyes?
You left and my hopes vanished.
But now i've realized.
Our feelings are mutual,
I know i can't decide.
You say you love me
But what does it mean?
I'm wishing for you to be the last i see,
But dying is in the past.
Not what i am,
But what i've been.
Illogical, incomprehendable emotions,
They beat upon my soul.
A heart is just an organ,
But it beats for you,
Doesn't it?
Hooks peirce my sides,
I'm tugged in either direction;
My courage slowly dies.
Which is the right decision?
Left or right?
You think i'd lose my will,
But i'm inspired to fight.
The honesty was on the surface;
Clearly visible through the miles.
Why didn't i see it,
Lying in front of my eyes?
You left and my hopes vanished.
But now i've realized.
Our feelings are mutual,
I know i can't decide.
Saturday, August 6, 2011
Verb Without Action
Anyone who dances is a dancer,
Anyone who takes photographs is a photographer,
But not everyone who loves is a lover.
Love dosn't have to be a motion,
Or any action at all.
Love is the simplest of things;
Hold my hand
Walk me home,
Kiss me goodnight
And then i'll know.
Anyone who takes photographs is a photographer,
But not everyone who loves is a lover.
Love dosn't have to be a motion,
Or any action at all.
Love is the simplest of things;
Hold my hand
Walk me home,
Kiss me goodnight
And then i'll know.
What If?
What could be
Never happened.
Certainly the thought traverses your mind from time to time.
"what if..?"
Nobody can know.
Just shut up!
Its over now.
Either decision would have ended in "what if...?"
Either decision would have ended in pain;
Pain fueled by curiosity.
It is possible that curiosity killed the cat,
But you're not a feline.
So what did curiosity do to you?
Have you fallen victim to a racing mind?
Have you not a chaotic life?
Never happened.
Certainly the thought traverses your mind from time to time.
"what if..?"
Nobody can know.
Just shut up!
Its over now.
Either decision would have ended in "what if...?"
Either decision would have ended in pain;
Pain fueled by curiosity.
It is possible that curiosity killed the cat,
But you're not a feline.
So what did curiosity do to you?
Have you fallen victim to a racing mind?
Have you not a chaotic life?
Friday, August 5, 2011
Let's Party!!!
As of today I've reached 1000 views on my blog! Right now the count is at 1020. I'd just like to take a second to thank all my readers. You are the people who inspire me to continue posting to my blog. It is so exciting for me to know there are people who have become avid readers of my blog, and I love you all for believeing in me and I hope I've been able to touch you with my poetry. Thank you!
Thursday, August 4, 2011
Recovery
Every story has its ending.
Everything built must fall apart.
What is broken is unbending.
Sucess is only for the strong at heart.
A sense of doom which is impending;
Every ending has its start.
Not so feeble minded;
Only faint at heart.
My aches begin their mending;
I watch as you depart.
Something above comprehending.
My love for you remains;
Unending.
Everything built must fall apart.
What is broken is unbending.
Sucess is only for the strong at heart.
A sense of doom which is impending;
Every ending has its start.
Not so feeble minded;
Only faint at heart.
My aches begin their mending;
I watch as you depart.
Something above comprehending.
My love for you remains;
Unending.
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