YOU DO
Line by line I set here, thinking of the next word. backspace, bacespace, that wasnt the one. what will they think, or am I just A LIE? why does it come so hard, this line that I want to write? who reads this crap anyway, you
down in the well
dark down here ... filed under dark poetry ;-)
~~~MIND ~~~BODY~~~SOUL~~~
JUST A DARK POEM IF WE SEE WITH IN "OURSELF" WE WILL SEE OF "ANOTHER" MIND,BODY AND SOUL~~~~~~~~
Another Mess
remember some disappoinments and my own weakness
Waiting...
Dark night of the soul
crossroad
To the cross roads My road I have tread Long and winding Hard and steep Ups and downs Struggled all the way Where my road has gone Lonley it has been Company would be good To take the bordem away A soul mate to find A loving
Path.
I take one step. One back, one forth, but I can't seem to move my feet. Stuck to the earth, can't breathe. The wind it moves, it shakes, it pushes on. I can either push it back or let it carry me away. Somewhere my head it lies, it cries, it feels al
Soul Survival
December 2012 was the start of a very rough path, but I am still standing.
THE HOODLUM PRIEST!
MONEY CAN'T BUY EVERYTHING. THE MOST GENUINE THINGS IN LIFE NO AMOUNT OF MILLIONS OF DOLLARS CAN BUY. THE HOODLUM PRIEST, I FEEL BAD FOR HIM BECAUSE HE LOVES STOMPING ON THE HEADS OF THE POOR. THE REPUBLICANS WOULD LOVE THIS MAN.
She Couldn’t Save Me
Its about pain you cant see... "Nobody" is a reference to me.. How only we can save ourselves, but how we think others can.
ships (1847)
your giant ships sailed out the tide to block my village far and wide to plunder food from famine soil to thieve our hope with our own toil forced to leave our barren lands we dug the streets with broken hands we built your ro
Who is in the center of the Eye.......
Just thought I share an illusional moment I had today...Fun
WHEN HOPE TURNED TO DOPE
THIS IS APOEM
THE ESSENSE
“ THE ESSENCE “ I only live that I may die I only love that I should cry – I sometimes hate and wonder why On a sunny day can’t see the sky. The clouds are black and slowly creeping Around me and I heard them weeping, For they can see me
DRINKING KEROSINE (All rights reserved . R.B.)
i used to be in a writes' club and we were asked to write something purely from my imagination ,This is what i came up with.
~All That Fame~
We search of the lime light and once we get it we find its not what we thought it would be.
? dark
Sweet and low the melodious rhythm the rhyme without reason of sleep and breathing the rapid of the RIM vibration of the uvula the tantalizing dream illicit brought to fruition - no black and white thoughts duplicit How goes the marc
Just Because
Narcissists break people down emotionally, mentally and sometimes physically ... why? Because they can
tranquility nightmare 3
And as I see that the reality is finally the end of me. Beyond all the refuge. Is the life and death of this tranquil nightmare of this dream. It burns to the bone as I crawl down on my knees. I see the ocean now isn't shallow but is even getting mor
sunk
Made in belfast Set sail on the open tide New york destination Fastest speed Ice blast seas Ice bergs ahead no slow speed Crash of wave Thunder roar of engines Ice warnings no slow speed Ice berg ahead Warning ignored Crash ba
How I fell.
In a gaze or a sleep, a piece of me you always keep. When it comes to you I'm weak. Trapped in an existence so bleak. Could you listen to a plea when this weary heart speak? Place one last kiss on my cheek. Because i'm wrecked. No more can be
Pain
a book im going to try to start.
the pub on poet's corner
I was mending a hull 'neath the crying gull when the call came down the line my dad had gone.. his time had come and a world of hurt was mine left my girl to anger swirl told her "needed space" but I was dust.. not even lust could the hurtin
My inertia
I'm lazy as a slug.
Silence rewind reset
Silence Cities once loud lies now on silent ears Inside they hide Afraid to go out side Locked away Thier own prison cell TVs on 24 /7 Solitude they hide Only venture for food and pay the bill They hide from the unknown unseen dan
The Old Man
wrote based on an old man living alone and waiting
Howling Demons
Why do I feel so weary of life It’s more than I want to bear There’s demons on my shoulders sit In their grip me they ensnare You’re no good, you’re better off dead On and on, from whisper to shout Whatever is good, whatever is fine All of t
Cusp Of Eternity
A child of autumn was born into a world of deceit and death and a land of ice. A break of bonds would take her away and install a sense of loss and eternal sorrow. She walks across the country, she holds her head up high in the rain. A mother is scre
"SUCCUBUS" 2/2/2011
This song will b on the album i titled "THE HOST"
Black & White III
The third one in the 'Black & White' series
HATE!!!
I GAVE YOU THE WORLD...... I GAVE YOU A LIFE..... I MADE YOU WHO YOU ARE!! I MADE YOU FCKN FLY!!!!! AND YOU TREAT ME THIS WAY??? I ROLLED IN PAIN.. BURNED ALIVE FOR YOU... AND YOU JUST WALK OVER ME??? AS THOUGH I DID NOTHING? WHAT DID I DO??
Our House
Speaks for itself I think!
Field Trip
The wind rallied on the day Destined to break the fellow's bone Too short minded for his pain He felt nothing but a boat's sail For the luckless few he had confessed Of the wasted dice that put him in distress The lost soul, the misused c
Time
What time is it?
MULTI COLOURED LOVE
my obsevations of life
swing set
outside the children play ignorant of deeds today the laughter of their game puts the sweetest sound to shame the young wife cleans about the house whislt the cat plays with the mouse he gambols on a beam of sun mouse escapes, game is done
For thee and thine.
A moment alone,with thoughts losely flowing...
I don't know what to call this....
I took a writing class about 100 yrs. ago, and haven't written in about 14,15 yrs. This is the result of being mildly perplexed over someone effecting my heartstrings. I don't know if it would even be considered a poem.
Confession
I am your Knight is it the moon or the stars that keep's that sparkle in her eyes or maybe cause I sworn to never harm her, charm her with every breath she takes know they have to get past my shinning armor to take that away, I will give up everythin
mid-dell
they are the ones, unless, they are not.
dreams
..............
What does that mean?
in the realms of fabrication where dreams and nightmares undecidedly lose their brass tacks i was considering dancing a waltz when i came across a pseudo old chap i asked him if he could curl ones liver as sobriety, melancholy and wistfulness