Don't tell me how the world has let you down, as you scream into my face.
Don't roll your eyes at me when the boss has let you go.
Don't waste your breath telling me how false my idols are.
Don't laugh at my virtues and then wander round with your nose up in the air.
Don't lecture me about my children when you've none yourself.
Don't raise your fist in anger and try to swing at me.
Don't look so surprised when I show you to the door.
Don't act as if you cared about the way it could have been.
Don't.
Just DON'T.
Because I DON"T.
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Posted: May 2010
About this poem:
Thoughts....
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Author: Unknown
Sick of crying,
Tired of trying,
No more lying
Inside I’m dying!
All the bleeding,
No longer needing,
No more pleading
Death is succeeding!
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Posted: Dec 2009
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The Dark Angel
I awoke in the half light, and turned to watch you stretch your angelic wings, flapping them gently, your naked beauty by the window, surreal in its perfection, and even in this moment of heaven, I dreaded the dawn, I had flown to you in the night, and hid from you in the darkness, that I was a dark angel, my wings are black. Now I dread the dawn that you will see, I am not perfect in your eyes, but the dawn creeps slowly, I have at least another while with you, neither the heavens, nor hell, pleased that a white, and dark angel shared the night. I stirred a little sleepily upon the bed, and felt your soft hand come around me, and I trilled as your soft scented breath, caressed my neck, and spoke my name, come my Ben, fly with me.
(C) Ben Guiry
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Posted: Aug 2010
About this poem:
deceit, is deceit, even amongst angels.
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I wonder.....do I amuse you?
.....do I tease you?
.....do I annoy you?
I contemplate.....am I living?
.....am I happy?
.....am I neurotic?
I dream.....can I fly?
.....can I touch?
.....can I feel?
I hope.....that I may laugh.
.....that I may cry.
.....that I may love.
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Posted: Aug 2010
About this poem:
Random thoughts......
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Soul heavy, lined with gravel
Soft imaginings swift unravel
Breath of hope kissed my face
Transient, gone, without a trace
Dread bends its dull, dry back
Thickly points to all that’s lack
Total empty now, complete
Loss is full and round, replete
Heart adjusts pain filled angle
Emotions freeze, knot and tangle
Fear, regret, gripping tight
No shelter, homeless, nowhere light
So many lives lived and spent
Haunted with unuttered repent
Feel jagged edge of every pain
Trace the stars, spell my name
Arms of loss open wide
Guilt and shame clenched inside
Despair mesh tight constricts the mind
Smothers all that’s bright and kind
Lessons learned harsh and jagged
Feelings crushed, contused and ragged
Puzzled love approach unbidden
Buried by shame, its beauty hidden
Dreams come loose and drift away
As light fades at the fall of day
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Posted: Aug 2010
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There is a low keening sound
Carried through the air on waves of sorrow
Pure, incessant notes of loss
For love cannot be heard
Her spirit weaves its delicate tread
Tiptoes between the graves of dead hopes
Surveys all damage for her sake
For love cannot be perceived
Her ghost wails for infants born in her name
Generation upon generation
Each named with hope of lasting
For love cannot be enacted
Her reflection gazes through the mirror of longing
Illusions only are seen in return
Smeared and distorted with disappointments
For love cannot be understood
Needing and wanting mimic her soft voice
Desire and lust clutch greedily at her garments
Yet none will prevail
For love cannot be imitated
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Posted: Sep 2010
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the pain is a dull ache now,
with the passage of time.
the void just gets bigger,
and darker and loud.
the tunnel seems longer,
with each passing day.
and earth needs a champion,
this mess's not child's play.
our babies are grownups
with pains of their own.
the future uncertain,
we made it that way.
rainforests dwindling
glaciers melting
and contaminated sand underneath
newborn babies feet.
smile politicians.
the greedy not the needy
is king.
no smiles with the sunshine
nor in the moonlight.
and don't shout in afghanistan
or anywhere for that matter.
do you plan to read his memoirs on the war?
six billion heartbeats every second
should make a difference.
humanity needs a future.
from you, and me.....and them.
the earth needs a champion.
is it you ?
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Posted: Sep 2010
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dark poetry on a glorious sunny day. But things are being left unsaid so here's some food for thought. peace.
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M.EET WHAT YOU HAVE MADE
E.NOUGH TO LET GO?
T.IME WHISPERED YOUR TRUE NAME
U.NHEARED BY ANYONE.
S.TONES ONCE LAID WITH YOUR FIRE
S.TILL SLOW, WON’T WARM AGAIN.
I.NCENSIVE TRACE PASSED ON TO YOU
N.EVER MORE, FOR NON AGAIN, WILL FUME A FAMILLIAR TRAIL.
G.ONE ALL THIS WAY LOOKING AWAY, AND BACK FROM WHERE YOU’RE GOING
U.BIQUITOUSLY NOW – DESIDERATE!
L.EFT VOID WHEN PAID BACK, WHAT YOU’VE BORROWED
I.N AN EMPTY HEAVEN MADE ONLY FOR THOSE WHO LEAVE THE LIFE FOR TOMORROW
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Posted: Jun 2010
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though of what i'm afraid of the most. the only thing that makes me terrified is, that I won't leave anything behind me, and I will be forgoten. That I often run so fast, one time I will not stop. That every minute I lived will have no meaning at all. That when I die, I will not have done anything worth holdin on to, and the heaven I build for myself will be void with nothing to remember, and nothing to look forward to, and it will be only me and everlasting run, just as I'm running through my life now, without a point.
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online today!
Awakened by the sounds once more.
The ghost that reside within these walls.
Not to be silenced nor hushed.
To laugh, to drink, to dance once more.
I lay very still. Willing them to go away.
But their presence calls.
Not willing to remain in their graves this day.
To all that know of me I live alone.
But the ghost their still here.
I keep them alive.
As if they were never gone.
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Posted: Jan 2011
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eyes jumpin out of your mind thats in blurr
scared breath, rides the air as you struggle to be
it's not yours, how can it be, it's never this way
you fondle your mind for resolution of sorts
cajun heat body steams within your realm
where it began will the rooster crow soon
feet toss an turn for a way to escape
sheets are tucked in they're goin nowhere
you think you're awake in this fantasy scare
it's real and it's now as pillows in tight
pillow and cheek share a river of drool
as your mind finds a way to set your night free
so real as it is you'll never forget
your eyes went to sleep an it started from there
ur callin for friends they don't hear a sound
feet still in quiver in blankets they're bound
you've got to go pee, no it's not about this
blankets are wet from a self induced sweat
adrenaline pours into your dream
it's not what it is, just what it seems
charlie horse breaks into both of your calves
breath shoots like darts over your bed
your mind plays it over an over again
a nightmare gone wrong from start to the end!
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Posted: Nov 2010
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