je souhaite
7-22-2004 10:26 AM
cruelty afronts the face of humanity
love battles ever tied
my arms are tired
my love,
I tried.
7-22-2004 10:35 AM
4 points
2 symmetrical pairs
I stand for a man who was killed
I stand for pain and sufferage of sins and corruption.
And nothing's changed.
That man.
That man, no more than a man. That cardinal whom decked by a corrupt religion. That leader.
That holier-than-thou man that is supposedly
closest to that man who was sacrificed
for this race's sins
on the first of my
4 contradictory points.
7-22-2004 10:26 AM
slow smooth exhileration
inhale
exhale
life
whirlwind of thoughts and chords
melodic solutions to our being
harmonic deftones, heard my little
little to none
in hever happiness there strikes a note
a note that echos and ressonates
throughout our core
you've heard it before
cracking ever-so into your wall
human
cressendo to the future
decline into your present
7-29-2004
who knows how long I lay here
in this trail of dust
who knos how long I'll stay here
in this world of rust
maybe old ideas will flow
and mutate jealous genes
acceptance may be the spoken word
if the word could just have wings
7-30-2004
strangling us like a corrupt cocoon
our social status kills
throwing beings through drama dreams
and giving them the chills
forever through a fals caress
the egos dissapate
strangely through emphatic abandon
the chorus comes in late
----
right
right left
republican democrat
independent
we are given the right to choose
but is it really us choosing?
united we are to stand
but divided we vote
and divided we fall
we have the right to be
right after all
----
and I'll write into a crosswalk
with the light ever brlinking red
and I'll sing into a change of thoughts
and maybe be home again
and I'm sorry that I lost you
you're not sorry that I'm gone
I'm all alone in silence
to try and prove you wrong
'cause you're no remedy
'cause you're no reminisence
you're a dangerous liasion
and I'm scared
'cause I might prove you wrong
and secretly I need you
but you never want me back
and secretly I'm shy inside
with my heart on a one way track
anyone could come and save me
but only you can save my soul
and you'll be a memory
an experience
a learning lesson of my own
and we're all alone
in our twisted world
with no one to call our own
so I search for a new train of thought
a train that can take you back
some vacation from my idealistic mind
someone with a brand new hack
this is my remedy
this ain't my reminisince
this is my train of thought
this ain't my medicine
this ain't my debate page
this is my creative insanity
but next week I'll be better
next week I'll be fine
tomorrow all the pain is gone
and I'll write into my crosswalk
9-15-2004
you'd never know
the thought I hide
behind my laughing eyes
you'll never know
the past I find
in the smallest strangest things
and I know that you won't go there
and I know that you can dream
and I know that we can make it
happen like it seems
9-24-2004
sigh
for nothing but that sweet caress
that lovers live to feel.
and the harder that loves lost refrain
attempts to strike for an easier day
the wider and abyss grows
till death do us part is unlike any other
but not enough at times
10-26-2005
I am an atlas
and as the word lays
upon my broken back
I consistantly life myself
into my own standards.
I know that the world does not own
the place I carry trouble
but I have created my
own
world that must be chained
to me.
and in the methods of a masochist,
I adore it.
10-27-2005
hypocracies destroy your brain
with rules and guilt and a breath of shame
the pits are burned and
potholes made by the holy bombs
& vast crusades
from all your artillerary
you fire off with a printing press
"pen mighter than sword"
is something you feel you need to address
your mounted calvery dwell within our
TV screens and bars of gin
and from about the street corners
soldiers cry anon
of how their general is gone
11-1-2005
1
filled with sandbags to gaurd me
from firepower and arms against
my intellectual clarity
2
from dream to deathly chalice
I see my worthiness in the society's
struggle against it.
3
I can't see the fire that burns
within the vindictive bosoms
of what I delibrity know.
4
and whatever you wish to bring to
that fire will burn in all the
encourage ment
I can possibly offer.
11-4-2005
what to be has come undone
from father mother lover son
and all that in the vesture wait
to salle forth reciprocate
intending blood but after bile
lover stops to take a while
inducing love and fearing pain
father plays with haughty blame
as mother knows the guilty tune
she hums a little below the moon
that son did place within the sky
so he may see me bleed and die
all within the sufferage wait
from death within reciprocate
and then as we do come to trial
the judge will stop to bleed a while
if the leech is doubly done
from father mother lover son
we all must free the dying day
and place our heads into the frey
closing the pavillion with violent remorse
our damned faces are changed chorus
we face our friends within the mirror
to all within the forum hear
my stranged cry of right sorrow
for my friend will not have seeked the morrow
These poems are from my notebook that I have been writing poetry in for over a year. The dates are all correct. They are selected. It's interesting to see the ones from last year compared to the ones from this year.
Je suis content.