A collection of a few poems I have written for me, for class, and for others...
Surrender
I sat down in the shower, that day
still sick, and
overwhelmed by the weakness
of you, and me, and us
what used to be
now, no longer mine
so I finally surrendered
waving my white flag, naked
and vulnerable
but for no one else to see
and, you won
this unspoken battle
between the two
of us
water fell across my bare legs
like tears;
but they weren't falling
from my eyes
because in the midst of heart ache
I am flattered
by what I know for sure
pictures captured of you smiling, now
mask the words,
coming from your lips,
and with
new hands upon you
I, now, can breathe
so, I stood up
and continued to
wash you away …
still sick, and
overwhelmed by the weakness
of you, and me, and us
what used to be
now, no longer mine
so I finally surrendered
waving my white flag, naked
and vulnerable
but for no one else to see
and, you won
this unspoken battle
between the two
of us
water fell across my bare legs
like tears;
but they weren't falling
from my eyes
because in the midst of heart ache
I am flattered
by what I know for sure
pictures captured of you smiling, now
mask the words,
coming from your lips,
and with
new hands upon you
I, now, can breathe
so, I stood up
and continued to
wash you away …
In Words We Trust
If all words were true
There would be no words for
lying
But there are. And so,
We have a choice
To trust the words spoken
Or see the words
For what they really are.
We have a choice
To kiss the lips where words have fallen
Or follow the signs to the door
We have to choose
And when we do, we know,
As hard as it is to understand
We have to taste a peach
To know that an apple is our favorite.
So, we trust.
There would be no words for
lying
But there are. And so,
We have a choice
To trust the words spoken
Or see the words
For what they really are.
We have a choice
To kiss the lips where words have fallen
Or follow the signs to the door
We have to choose
And when we do, we know,
As hard as it is to understand
We have to taste a peach
To know that an apple is our favorite.
So, we trust.
(t)hereweare
just, so you know
nothing matters
but feelings
you can’t put into words
i don’t remember
what you said
but how I felt when
you
said it.
and with that,
and this,
your nervous kiss still
lingers
like the words
that i can’t remember
stumbling
from your
mouth
you make a difference
to someone.
and just,
so you know…
you could change the world.
nothing matters
but feelings
you can’t put into words
i don’t remember
what you said
but how I felt when
you
said it.
and with that,
and this,
your nervous kiss still
lingers
like the words
that i can’t remember
stumbling
from your
mouth
you make a difference
to someone.
and just,
so you know…
you could change the world.
Grow To Love
Who am I to judge
The you who gave her life
The you who gave us life
Selflessly
When she couldn’t
Even if
it was selfish, to some.
I just want you to know
Above all,
She is loved
And
Because of that she will
Grow to love
Like a tree, someday.
Roots to keep her strong,
Branches to let her reach,
And memories
On her skin,
Carved deep within her
Because of you.
The you who gave her life
The you who gave us life
Selflessly
When she couldn’t
Even if
it was selfish, to some.
I just want you to know
Above all,
She is loved
And
Because of that she will
Grow to love
Like a tree, someday.
Roots to keep her strong,
Branches to let her reach,
And memories
On her skin,
Carved deep within her
Because of you.
Self-Contained
I dread the stars at night
Where incarceration finds you
With noises of pain and helpless actions
Hands on bars that wont budge
And I don’t have the key
Visiting hours in the daytime
Through a window, of opportunity
You’ve never felt more alive, you say
I’ve never seen you weaker
Though I have seen you before
In someone else's thoughts
Recorded phone calls in the night
Where you lay in your self-created prison
Speaking words no one can comprehend
And I cry, while you speak about differences
Between you and me
Your hands cuffed at the wrist
Behind your back where you can’t see
That you
And only you
Hold the key to escape
This cell
But you’re unable to reach the window
That will release you from this place
So you stare at brick walls with bloodshot eyes
And I miss you
Because, I know you.
Where incarceration finds you
With noises of pain and helpless actions
Hands on bars that wont budge
And I don’t have the key
Visiting hours in the daytime
Through a window, of opportunity
You’ve never felt more alive, you say
I’ve never seen you weaker
Though I have seen you before
In someone else's thoughts
Recorded phone calls in the night
Where you lay in your self-created prison
Speaking words no one can comprehend
And I cry, while you speak about differences
Between you and me
Your hands cuffed at the wrist
Behind your back where you can’t see
That you
And only you
Hold the key to escape
This cell
But you’re unable to reach the window
That will release you from this place
So you stare at brick walls with bloodshot eyes
And I miss you
Because, I know you.
Harmony
I remember his body laying on the right side of the bed
The freckles that lined his spine, wet from washing---
His scent is beautiful
Soon our bodies will meet in the harmony
of stares and shaking hands.
Soon our old lovers will drown in a sea of memory
Gone now and gone forever.
Soon the hopeless romantics will dream another day
And the non-believers will open their heavy hearts
But now, love has tired our breath
And won, as it always does, so we lay there
Together, dreaming.
The freckles that lined his spine, wet from washing---
His scent is beautiful
Soon our bodies will meet in the harmony
of stares and shaking hands.
Soon our old lovers will drown in a sea of memory
Gone now and gone forever.
Soon the hopeless romantics will dream another day
And the non-believers will open their heavy hearts
But now, love has tired our breath
And won, as it always does, so we lay there
Together, dreaming.
book of life.
remembering
what it felt like
isn't the same as feeling it
it's like you look back
and everything looks perfect
when in reality
it was the best and worst times
why is that?
we take the good and the bad
for granted. everyday.
they say you have to go through heartbreak
before you truly learn to love
i don't think that is true.
i believe you make your own love
blindly
you and your lover
nothing beats going through things you weren't expecting
even when they don't bend in YOUR favor
because you'll be like me
looking back and smiling
because not only have you experienced young love/lust
you have grown into the person you've always dreamed of
because of it.
and you are mature enough to be completely happy
for yourself
and your previous love.
a chapter in your life. a few chapters.
some bigger than others.
the book of life.
what it felt like
isn't the same as feeling it
it's like you look back
and everything looks perfect
when in reality
it was the best and worst times
why is that?
we take the good and the bad
for granted. everyday.
they say you have to go through heartbreak
before you truly learn to love
i don't think that is true.
i believe you make your own love
blindly
you and your lover
nothing beats going through things you weren't expecting
even when they don't bend in YOUR favor
because you'll be like me
looking back and smiling
because not only have you experienced young love/lust
you have grown into the person you've always dreamed of
because of it.
and you are mature enough to be completely happy
for yourself
and your previous love.
a chapter in your life. a few chapters.
some bigger than others.
the book of life.
fire.
between sheets
you and me
close my eyes
and take you in,
just to be able to share
all of you
in the moment of passion
to close my eyes and really feel it
like an island
so peaceful;
where i'll dream to be
with you
and wake up
in your warm arms
to pick up where we left off
tracing a map along your back
to where
you end
and i begin;
to breathe...
you and me
close my eyes
and take you in,
just to be able to share
all of you
in the moment of passion
to close my eyes and really feel it
like an island
so peaceful;
where i'll dream to be
with you
and wake up
in your warm arms
to pick up where we left off
tracing a map along your back
to where
you end
and i begin;
to breathe...
confusion.
a mirage
is what we were.
you saw it for all it was worth
and even though it was far away
you insisted it was there,
that we were there.
and i was the skeptic.
but i told you i saw it
in the distance
just so you wouldn't worry.
which made me worry
about the words 'us' and 'we'
and the fact that i had lied
to spare you the confusion of those words
then
you said we were getting closer
but who is 'we'?
i am me, and you are you.
at least that's how i saw it.
and
i wish you did too.
because now you're too cold
to see what once was the mirage of us
of me
and now
i don't see you at all.
is what we were.
you saw it for all it was worth
and even though it was far away
you insisted it was there,
that we were there.
and i was the skeptic.
but i told you i saw it
in the distance
just so you wouldn't worry.
which made me worry
about the words 'us' and 'we'
and the fact that i had lied
to spare you the confusion of those words
then
you said we were getting closer
but who is 'we'?
i am me, and you are you.
at least that's how i saw it.
and
i wish you did too.
because now you're too cold
to see what once was the mirage of us
of me
and now
i don't see you at all.
distress signal
we’re lying here
so still and
even still
standing in a pool of worry
everyday, even more
than the last
it doesn’t matter
what you choose
if you go
or
if you stay
there’s always
a tomorrow
but now,
I’ve closed my eyes
hoping to not meet yours
because when the moon sets
if you choose to leave
it’s no different to
the sun
but it matters to me.
so still and
even still
standing in a pool of worry
everyday, even more
than the last
it doesn’t matter
what you choose
if you go
or
if you stay
there’s always
a tomorrow
but now,
I’ve closed my eyes
hoping to not meet yours
because when the moon sets
if you choose to leave
it’s no different to
the sun
but it matters to me.
the new new.
that is why we fear new loves
were so afraid that a stumble
could start an avalanche
and uncover things that you didn't want out.
things supposed to be kept
in the dark
but time does its work well
it brings new loves to let you down
to excite
to confuse
and
time does fade the memories
even when you go back to places where
it all was simple
you remember a feeling now
it doesn't hurt
it doesn't come to life
it stays a memory, in time
uncovered
still, but still.
were so afraid that a stumble
could start an avalanche
and uncover things that you didn't want out.
things supposed to be kept
in the dark
but time does its work well
it brings new loves to let you down
to excite
to confuse
and
time does fade the memories
even when you go back to places where
it all was simple
you remember a feeling now
it doesn't hurt
it doesn't come to life
it stays a memory, in time
uncovered
still, but still.
distance
i hope
when you sleep at night, you dream
and you breathe the salt
of endless oceans
rocking you, back and forth
to sleep, but still
pulling you back to me
because
only the waves and i know
that
i will love you
long after the wind hits my sails
to carry me far away
it is then,
my salty tears will remind me
that in the moment, you are safe
when you sleep at night, you dream
and you breathe the salt
of endless oceans
rocking you, back and forth
to sleep, but still
pulling you back to me
because
only the waves and i know
that
i will love you
long after the wind hits my sails
to carry me far away
it is then,
my salty tears will remind me
that in the moment, you are safe