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Showing posts with label #lies. Show all posts
Showing posts with label #lies. Show all posts

Wednesday, August 2, 2017

Untitled #828

My eyes are like unruly hounds
They waver, close, and fall asleep
Encumbered with compassion
And the secrets that they keep
Until the moon grows thin
Until the seas run dry
Until the stars go dim
No inconstant, inconsistent love am I

...But....

Too many nights lay heavy
Burdened with my pain and your lies
I hope you know that I am ready
To carry your secrets and rise

....So....

Until the clock strikes elevens
No need to take it in your head to flee
Lying side by side
The pressure of you against me
I feel your burgeoning love
Laying aside me and mine
No need to move right now
The world itself will be just fine

....Because....

Everything has a beginning
And everything has an end
The middle is sitting right here.
Time and two and twice again
The sky turns blue and gold.
Morning seeks to part this pair
Should the universe achieve this goal
The whole world will find itself stripped bare.

Tuesday, May 10, 2016

Surprise

As  I lay there, we breathe in
Time refusing to pass us by
We lose all sense of reason

The winds herald the coming season
Leaves settle with creeks and sighs
As I lay there, we breathe in

I lose all sense of calm and reason
Clench my teeth between the cries
As I lay there, we breathe in

My thoughts have lost all cohesion
This miracle has mystified
We lose all sense of reason

One more press that softly frees him
Delivered of this great surprise
As I lay there, gently breathing
We've finally have a sense of reason

Saturday, February 14, 2015

Deadly

Deadly

Tell me of the howling of winds
That blow the bleakest black
Whisper of your darkest sins
God and I will hear of your slack
Whisper to me of cleverness
Of great deeds, of battles foretold
Don’t try to make it seem less
Clever or brave or bold
Remind me of your virility
Of women, of wine, of song
Don’t bother with humility
Tragic tales are often too long
Shout of your numerous possessions
Of which you only want more
These are private confessions
Not added to legend of lore
Adding substance to the world though
Would require much effort, a coup
Forgive the truly low blow
But that seems too much effort for you
The world must seem like an oyster
One that you wish to eat
You feel as though you’ve been cloistered
And lacking of anything sweet
Forgive my troubled verses
I see the ire in your eyes
Little effect have your curses
The truth will outweigh the lies.


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Sunday, October 19, 2014

My Past

My past

A dark corridor
Is where eternity lies
Wrought with sorrow
Pain and Sighs,
You bright up my life in
Like the sun in mid June
Like the sky fills the moon
An illusion of an oasis
You go and disappear
The sorrow in my ribs
Again begins to sear
I guess I’ll never know
The treasure I have found
Until it disappears,
Without trace or sound
The light up ahead
Will guide me home
Never again shall I forget
Where I‘ve come from

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Tuesday, September 23, 2014

Lies

Lies
Do promises made at midnight
Mean nothing in the light of day?
Did you not swear by look and by deed?
I believed you when you said
You would be faithful
Was it all lies?
The moonlight was so beautiful
It cast a spell over us
Made me a romantic
Took me for a fool
I think we need to take time
To reassess this relationship
Maybe we were never meant to be


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Saturday, August 30, 2014

Divinity

Divinity

Dancing along the head of a pin
Crowded out, pushed way too thin
Too many people, still not enough
Arguing for sanity is dangerous stuff
Trolling for power the rush to be beat
Rivals will mark you, steal a hasty retreat
Never forget Paris, The bouillonnant vibe
Feel what it’s like to be truly alive
Tomorrow will come without much applause
Making it easy to dessert the cause
Listen for footsteps, the tiniest patter
The simplest way to make sure you matter
It’s easy to forget childhood goals
When glory and fame make life seem whole
Time hasn’t finished, there’s a new story arc
Now is the moment; We must leave our mark
Take what is offered, a well deserved prize
You know what is needed, where divinity lies

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Wednesday, August 6, 2014

Simple Wanderer

All my tomorrows
Bleed into yesterdays
When the burden of proof
Lies in the beholder
Truth flies on the wings
On a snow white dove
When you can’t believe
What you your eyes tell you
Bring to me you fears
I’ll lend you my sorrows
Together we will be
The saddest of companions
But maybe together
We can conquer the world
I’ll lend you my hand
But I must see where to place it
Without a direction
I’m simply a wanderer
Groping in the dark

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Wednesday, March 27, 2013

Slander


No one is made to be perfect
Everyone is made to be strong
When we tear each other down
We only destroy ourselves
Our foundations are built of trust
Lies serve only to obliterate
Viciousness and slander are the tools of the weak
Helping them only to fall further
We must stop trying to top and topple each other
Together we can reach the stars