an artist empty realization...
today i gathered some clay. i took a large piece and formed a shape then closed my eyes and thought of my list of my companions qualities. with each thought and compromise i added a piece of clay, all the while my eyes closed and focused on my dream.
Joe The Old Man
He was tired and they called him an old man He moved slow and one day I heard someone call him Joe They only knew him as Joe the old man Down by the beach,his footsteps weak as he walked through the sand And when seagulls would fly,no one could
Imaginary Life
a old poem I wrote years ago
Everything is so conditional
Everything in this world is so conditional: Moment of wanderings and offenses. I will tell you laconically. That in life there is on all a limit: Friends, enemies, treason, jealousy, I loved not enough, I caressed not enough And value has all
confused time
I can't eat, I can't sleep with what's on my mind, I feel depleted and defeated from the evil of mankind. Everyone believes it when they haven't even seen it, it's quite beautiful how they control the mind, the collective hive, never questioning a
No entry
No Entry You are unwelcomed to this earth-city You are damned to this mudane-earth You are cursed of being a Human But you are blessed h
the storm
Bitter is the water I drink And shallow is my pool But my world seems upon the brink And thirsty is the fool So let this hate sustain my soul let anger wet my tongue let pain take its tole And wake me when its done let sorrow feed my sleep l
My Lament
I was feeling down this day.
Acknowledgment
self explainatory
Your Feelings Cut In Thirds
A third of sadness A third of pain A third of hope That you'll feel normal again
Falling Tears
under previous name serpico12
when the day is done
When the day is done Down to earth then sinks the sun Along with everything that was lost and won When the day is done. When the day is done Hope so much your race will be all run Then you find you jumped the gun Have to go back where you be
I MISS YOU!
everone knows,what it's like to lose a loved one,the pain is very personal,and deep,i wrote this for my dad a few months before he died,i had a sinking feeling that there was not much time left,call it a sixth sense,i'm not really sure,this was a very personal poem to me,but to help in grieving,i'm sharing it with all of you.
Untitled
Got this never ending feeling Following me down every road i take Burning sun on my back Coming out in a cold sweat It leaves a bitter sweet taste on my tongue Got my finger wrapped around the trigger of a loaded gun Wrap me up in cotton wo
mirage of the heart
does he love you does he care if he beats you would you still be there does he know you is it fare i seen you girl stop and stare does it break all his hate when you cry my friend why hesitate my heart is open just for you you are gods it breaks my h
TOO LATE
i wrote it out of no where, plus i was depressed. this one i got published at poetry.com
outcome of the homeless
this is about me and the other people that are homeless right now how we get treated being on the streets and not get help
Change
The belife that change is coming The hope that a new beginning is near She fell... And she fell Rock bottom she hit Hopes gone Dreaming never agin It failed her, one time to many
Pain
Her cries awaken me Stripping me of her hope The anger takes over Filling me with her darkness Horrific The screams The pain that is brought should be heard... Nevermore never again But again Her cries awaken me I wish I wish
Time
Written for my son
Just Gone. or { I leave yez all to it }
Strumming some meaningless chords in this empty room im in Cloaked in unknown surroundings many hours before the Dawn Thinking of a recent past ,thinking of all those i have known , I have left you all so many miles behind,now i face this place
Lover Bleed
I knew someone last year. If things would have different, we may have been more than friends, as it was I became part of her support system as she tried to kick alchoholism. she was in a re-hab facility for 6 months. she did not.... that is to say..... I've heard rumors. one can try, but must walk away sometimes. some people you cannot help. she inspired a few songs. it's really sad, and tragic. I'd never dealt with that evil of an addiction. not like that. a learning experience, to be sure. some people are only in your life for a moment. like a shooting star, if you will. flash! zip! gone.
who rescues the angels
The streets are all dark an angel falls to the ground nobodys there she doesnt make any sound no one will hear her tears falling down she is just an angel that has fallen to the ground Who rescues the angels that walk on this earth who ev
Awakening
Woke up again this morning, donned my clothes Trying hard to hide my melancholy I joined you for breakfast and coffee And we continued our lie, you and I You continued to over-shadow unbearably Every day now it is similar, today is worse Over
Silence
Why I can not tell you how I feel why stand in front of you I lack my words maybe I'm scared that you won't understand me and your words "It's nonsense" frighten me. So I enclose my thoughts and I have a dialogue internal myself And you'l
all alone
literally just wrote this off the top of my head. but is expresses how I feel right now. alone. lonely and my strong desire for real female companionship.
Cannot
I cannot read what I cannot define I cannot see what makes me so blind I cannot feel without the words that you sell to a lonely heart that knows you so well
Just Part Of The Crowd
Hello friends and strangers Been a long time since we met Hello friends and strangers How many memories did we forget Now when we hear laughter It doesn't sound near as loud I use to be part of the family Now I'm just part of the crowd Oh
The first war
Its about the war in Heaven.Its told by one of the Archangels,I will let each viewer to decide who that is.The loss regret and futility of it all from an angels perspective.
She Was Broken
She was broken Simplistic In a realistic world She thought But the truth would be known Seeking everthing and nothing Still broken She was broken
Crazy One Among Us
Confused and haunted and in a "crazy" place at the time I wrote this.
JOHN
Requiem to my old hunting friend
brown eyed girl II
There is a ghost in my imagination re-appearing with hesitation tis an unclear spirit of a different kind tis the spirit of my mind this spirit torments me night and day with thoughts of you so far away this vision I see is a sight to behol
When you walked away
the last thing i saw of you was when you walked away when you walked away you left my heart in dismay we thought we had everything but i was wrong but now cause of it where does my heart belong i would of done everything and anything for you
Dated:
Today I feel very sad, asked myself why, maybe it is the memories down memory lane, There was this lady in my class, she wasnt the best fan I had, nor was she popular in class anyway, she had these pikkels on her face that created a bad look of her e
my loneliness
i wonder through the darken sky just to see life as it passes me by to find a friend for me gentle as rain does fall pure as a test of time i walk alone scared to say anything im sorry for my loneliness if im gone i just want to be missed i wonder th
ME 2 WILL FLY....
Today I write beacuse today I cry they try to steal my shine so today I start a new fire! My love is rewarded with hate and the friends turned their back always giving and never expecting anything my feathers cut,I start falling so today
Not made to crawl
Stop Woman Abuse
Cut Out Pain
The pain is in me The pain will not leave me The pain is all I feel in me Cut out my heart Cut out my emotions Cut out my pain Only in darkness do i find peace Only in darkness can I escape Only if this darkness could stay Cut out
Through the eyes of a child........
I picked some pretty flowers to take home to mum I got soaked with April showers never knew how fast I could run. Mum put them in her bestest vase then gave me a big hug and told me I was the sweetest child she ever knew, I was so smug.
All They Can Say
He thought one day it would stop but the harassment never ends After many years have gone by no one wants to say Why they still hate this man Many view him as simple minded just a gullible soul He keeps on being kind They keep on being cold
A dream in black colors
Dream medicine for the soul oblivion. Dream colorful fairy tale, with a happy ending. Dream cyclical phase REM. Dream desire and realism eternal struggle. Dream so why me accompanied nightmare?