In my dreams, wide awake, his kisses cause rainbows to form
For his existence helps lessen the storm
And every word is shaped by his form
And in these poems are how I’m born
He’s the prompt for starlight
Or how eyes have sight
He’s the moon at midnight
And for every word I write
© Delia Ross. 2020 @poeeternal
Our equation reads: I love you times infinity (squared). Can you put that into a formula for us?
Dreams make me sad
Consider approach
My neck, your rope
It’s all I had
My toes your slope
Was I that bad?
© Delia Ross. 2020
The no entry signs are posted still they stray
I’ve stated there’s no hope yet they pray
I’ve mentioned I am starving they won’t pay
I need some time alone can’t get a day
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You are an ocean sterile of courage
The damage you forage
Using me to build your forest
All my love stowed in your storage
You’re now a florist
An apparition or permanent tourist
Loving you will make one poorest
Overgrown but rarely nourished
Your cold hand is never furnished
© Delia Ross. 2020
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He’s the reason I am viral
Often in a downward spiral
Everyday there’s a new cycle
He won’t know if I’m a rival
And I’ll make known my arrival
Bet it’s louder than a rifle
He’ll collect my tears in a vial
Insert them direct into his spinal
© Delia Ross. 2020
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Energy can’t be destroyed
Iron gates can’t stop what God deployed
A toxic giant void
Overly paranoid
Or just just ignored
They’re all for her
Illogical
Every single word
I observe
I’m just a neurotic girl
He uses to rise and stir
And I concur
He wants forever
Just in another world
I come
But then I’m gone
Lost on the run
I understand
But then I’m dumb
I jump
But then I’m stunned
I speak
Then tongue is wrung
I won’t compete
Unless I’ve won
All you ever care about is the life you built
What is it but an island of guilt
You ripple the fabric of time
Dropping poems like pebbles
But who out there should feel each wave
As if were all mine?
My love, I can’t block the fabric of time or my love for you.
I’ve tried endlessly to.
Cutting out the need like truth.
I lie to do.
My love, I smell your fear and read it as silence.
And while my hands are small they hold such violence.
My light gets lost in your iris.
But I would die for this.
Stop using me to bleed
Cut you from my feed
Amputate the need
Your evil seed
Look at me all frail and pale
A ghostly figure freckled with fright
Look at all the shite I write
It’s best if I stay out of sight
I block the channel
But can’t stop the feed
I numb existence
Just not the need
Why do you give out your fruit
To awful prey
She’s dug a root
You’re just her slave
I’ve had just about enough of this bandwagon
Exiting stage right quickly to abandon
Sick of watching other hearts you stuff and over fatten
Meanwhile there’s a spotlight on every fault that’s ever happened
I’ve spent enough time following this circus
To simply know this isn’t our purpose
But your mask is her clown behind an ugly curtain
And you’ll never change, this we know for certain
There’s a thick layer of doubt
Enveloped over more doubt
Hope is now in drought
I’m lost en-route
There’s no love about
He’s all beast in cardigan
Lying every second if he can
All over earth they span
His name is man
I’ve got very fine silks growing from my head
Still they call me dead
Leave me alone to rot
Let hope decay
Find my love an empty plot
The cost too high to pay
You’re better than a pyramid scheme
Riding piggyback over her every broken dream
Her methods outdated and obscene
She’s a copycat queen
I set myself apart
Too many broken feet
Trying to compete
For the best of me
I’m not meat
For them to eat
But they try and feast
In a frenzy
Still tied and chained
To mistakes yet more they seek
Well I’m not weak
You’re better than that wheel of fakery
Not your enemy
Not your friend
You got empathy
Just not my hand
Not your ally
Not your wife
You got power
But still cause strife
Not your favorite
Not your worst
You got popularity
But I’m still first
Why are you still hanging out with that gang?
Riding the fake ass gravy train
Hopping bandwagon after bandwagon under her name
She’s hoping for fame
You’re missing your game
He’s got alot of money, he’ll even call you friend
But he will only make you feel cheaper in the end
He’s got alot of money, but not a spine for him to stand
And I’ll kick his ass if he ever comes ’round here again
Safety ever an illusion
Tiptoeing over delusion
Frozen lakes of confusion
This hand is for losin’
He doesn’t want me for himself
He doesn’t want me with anyone else
He doesn’t want me for himself
He doesn’t want me
Tell me, when mountains crumble beneath your feet
When you’ve got a tongue, but no breath to speak
When your knees are trembling and you’ve fallen weak
Is it ever me you think you need?
He won’t support me month after month for my work
And he’s got more rooms than he can fill
I’m tired of even trying
When to the world I have no worth
I’m all nerve endings
Pockets lined with anxiety
I am pen within pen
Leaking under skin
Bleeding from within
Marching forward
Chained to sin
Our time is thin
© Delia Ross. 2020 @poeeternal #poeeternal
The way your words kiss my spine
No world greater than how they wrap around my mind
In endless time
You take the hurt and move it down the line
© Delia Ross. 2020
You got to take this one down really really slow and have like a choir sing it.. It’s gorgeous in my head.
Just freestyle dropping these tonight.
XoXo @poeeternal
If only words were removed from page
And hearts were not full of grey
I’d lift the sun in such a way
Your burdens would just turn to ray
And I’d be there with heart to say
I love you every single day
© Delia Ross. 2020
There’s a good chance my poetry isn’t beautiful at all but it’s just how he makes me feel. Inadvertently, I mean. Because I am nothing and nothing is for me. 👍
It’s just a letter
But I eat it like a pill
In hopes, it’ll make me better
Your pen a feather
An allegory, as an umbrella
Your stormy weather
With distance in-between
We’re still together
There’s nothing we can do to break this tether
© Delia Ross. 2020
Neo helps.
Morpheus:
Have you ever had a dream, Neo, that you were so sure was real? What if you were unable to wake from that dream? How would you know the difference between the dream world and the real world?
The Matrix
I mean the only positive news that has come out of 2020 is the fact that the Matrix 4 is coming out and I’m trying to stay alive for that shit (it’s only news that they’re making another one- doesn’t mean the movie is coming out in 2020).
Fool. I don’t know if you’re my kryptonite or what, but I’d take a fucking bullet for you ( I prefer offense and saving though, that’s what I’m efficiently trained to do).
I literally want to just leap Into Your Existence and wrap my entire body around you in a hug. I don’t think that’s normal response. I’m like a wild fucking animal. You like- turn me into a werewolf on a full moon. Can I ravage you?????
Fuck. I can’t breatheeeeee.
There ain’t a pill in heaven that makes me feel as good as your fucking existence.
Blocking is like putting a fence up for your own protection. So I don’t fucking turn all werewolf on you.
Cuz I do have a little bit of werewolf blood in me too. 🙂
I do stupid shit like howl at the moon- but once you’ve been sleeping in fox holes in a war zone in the middle of the fucking desert in Iraq for months at a time – yeah bitch howl til your heart’s content.
I iz beast. Untamed.
So, my very last breath will be loving you… ❤
My love, if you’ve ever known truth, know my tongue
Love is the reason for why I’ve come
Heaven is leaking from my lung
I look on you and continents and oceans disappear
Into the thin atmosphere
Wishing you were here
I hope one day you find the street that leads to my arms.
He didn’t know what to tell her,
He didn’t want to lie.
He just knew anything was better,
Than the truth he had to hide.
I read them…
They just don’t draw attention
Not like yours
I’m alive in your world
Like leopards leaping giants
Our history to be explored
I’m alive forevermore
Your words are gems on peaceful shores
Do you think they’ll ever find our matching hidden doors?
Love written like puzzle pieces
Rearranged and then re-written
I’m smitten!
Insert your phrase like a vampire
I’ve been bitten!
Got me itching!
Crawling over the people I’m ditching!
She’s a Goddess hidden under crutch,
What price would you pay to feel her touch?
I’m still a favorite under veil
A full moon can shine from hell
© Delia Ross. 2020 @poeeternal
So stick around if you wanna. I need to stop screwing around and get a schedule put together for Twitch so I can start bringing open mic night to you. Loving people with depression requires a lot of patience. That’s probably why I don’t have a lot of people that love me. But if people would stop treating me like shit, I probably wouldn’t be depressed. So goes the circle of life.
Ta ta for now!
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Holy moly!!! Yes it does feel good!! Thank you for watching! This is the first time I’ve ever gone viral so for it to reach 500 plays and then 1000 plays all in under 24 hours is phenomenal! I’m shook to see this in my notifications! 😍
Thank you all for watching!! 😍
I’m definitely inspired to get my first Tik Tok video going. So thanks a bunch! I appreciate the virtual cookies/ inspiration!
It doesn’t mean I’m famous and it doesn’t mean I’m rich but can I just please enjoy going viral for the first time in my life and for doing something original and on my own. This is my passion. I’m showing you the best of me (it doesn’t mean I’m perfect, I’m just giving it my all). And believe it or not, I’m actually scared doing this stuff.
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Once it reached 500 plays (some 14 hours after it was published) it only took 3 more hours for it to have another 500 plays, putting it over 1000 plays in roughly 17 hours, reaching 1K status in under 24 hours, for an original poem I wrote, which is incredible! I’ve never done anything like this before. But it’s very encouraging! Thanks for watching my reel!! 😍
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Link to my original poetry reel: https://www.instagram.com/reel/CGgDxW9FJmv/?igshid=1vx8ysbgxr083
Original Poetry Reels
Original Poetry Reels!
Woot! Update! My new poetry reel is going viral because I got my first ever notification that my reel has had 500 plays!! It hasn’t even been out 24 hours yet y’all!!! 😍😍😍😍😍
It’s already had more plays than all my previous reels!!! ENCOURAGING. CHECKMARMATE PLEASE! 😍
*happy dance, pees self*
Apparently Instagram thinks it’s worth notifying me that my reel has had 500 plays already! 😍
Again, on hour 14 or something currently! 😍
It feels pretty damn good to write a poem and go viral all in the same fucking day okay.
Yeeee thank youuuuu 😍
Full link to my reel: https://www.instagram.com/reel/CGgDxW9FJmv/?igshid=1cczgh0xusw2z
Stepping my game up poetically but I broke a set of fangs yesterday doing so yet I still managed to not have a complete meltdown and jump off a fucking bridge before I got the poem recited for you. I’m down a set of fangs now (might jump a bridge still wahhhhhh).
Link to reel: https://www.instagram.com/reel/CGgDxW9FJmv/?igshid=2dj9xswjmn1p
If you prefer, you can just search Instagram for my profile, I’m under my pen name POEETERNAL.
This reel has been out 10 hours and it’s already racking up the views (compared to my previous reels).
I don’t put all my faith into these algorithms.
First of all, it’s insanely hard to just speak in a set of fangs but then try performing in a set! It ain’t easy!
What’s yer secret to youth? Don’t get married.
*insert crazy laugh*
I gots to go. More crying to do. Festering. But in between the crying and the dying, I’m rhyming. Not lying…
I call myself a poet because I practice the art of poetry. I don’t need anyone else to tell me who I am, when pen and blood are one.
I know why Edgar Allan Poe died in the street, I know why Einstein quit school, I know why Jim Morrison quit college & disappeared from the world. I’m know why I’m about to quit life. 🙂
*dies some weird mysterious heartbroken death in the fucking street*
*insert crazy laugh*
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I was all darkness, cold and gas
A baby stellar nursery forming with mass
But along lit my flame when it was you who came to pass
I’d give you every bit of starlight if ever you would ask
© Delia Ross. 2020
I already had a poem with Starlight as the title. Totally forgot about this one. And it’s a good one. I’m getting ready to put a book together of love poems but my god I’ve written so much poetry in the last two years and it is not organized at all- I need your help. I need you to come organize my poetry like Pamela did for Jim Morrison because I’m Morrison’s daughter and just as disorganized poetically. People have even told me I possess a room like Morrison when I walk into it (pre war days). I’m a mess. Helps. 💞
I love you so hard, don’t I baby?
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If bridges were steps to forgiveness, I’d collect every tear you drop-
Pave the road with hope, and the love we brought.
If gardens grew trust, it’d be a golden crop-
And every bit of fruit we share, a taste of love we sought.
If distance was a rainbow, for your hug I’d hop-
For every moment I exist, you are in my thought.
© Delia Ross. 2020
Cliffnote: Still apologizing to my love (and enemies) for uprooting his existence and shining my light on his darkness that he’s pulling and sucking every bit of light from me, until you won’t be able to distinguish the light from the dark as we become one, our words embedded with time.
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The only thing that mattered were how we were to one another
Many children go without a father or a mother
They only know abuse from the hand of every lover
It’s simply poor excuse you failed to be a brother
© Delia Ross. 2020 / @poeeternal
“Let brotherly love continue.
Do not neglect to show hospitality to strangers,
for thereby some have entertained angels unawares.” Hebrews 13:1-2
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I am an open grave / Or a wound for you to play
Surrounded by howling winds
Heavy rains as regret
Your dreams as my silhouette
Your sins as my sins
Been resting with the lights on
Not getting any sleep though
Living in a hostile zone
Better approach me slow
Your hand may be cold but you woke me from the dead
Your whisper I can’t hear but your words live in my head
Push them away I do
Then seal the door shut with a nail or two
Not made for you
Still they accrue
The no’s, the warnings, it isn’t new
I’m turning blue
The balance is off
The pendulum tipped
We’re slaves to the 1 percent
The only redemption it all will burn
The good, the evil, all is done
Prayer won’t stop things to come
I’m always writing and it’s rather frightening
Lost every single thing we had
From a fire that seem to spread
No point in blaming whose more dead
How can you say those things to me in private
While ignoring me in the public eye
I don’t like it
Your trust is a lie
They don’t understand the sanctity of marriage
How the other person’s soul is a carriage
They only want to cage any heart they manage
They have no remorse for the things that they damage
Finding someone worth loving is a needle in a haystack
Checkmate
Waiting for you to make your move
Wondering how your next play will improve
Did your mistake stick you like glue
Into another’s arm’s you flew
Do you know that you can fuck yourself too?
I’m never visiting your blog again and I donated your book to the bin
She misses you while the other is warm
I no longer care who is on your arm
The fundamental constants you only bring harm
You seem like a prince but it’s only fake charm
The ways of the world ain’t right
The 1% built a world of greed and fright
The poor chained with no voice to fight
You stepped into my event horizon
I swallowed you like lava risin’
Got sick of all the compromising
Signals fired with no replying
Your tongue is black and good for lying
As you watch your view count slowly drop
Unless Instagram brings you more fame than you thought?
But I am gone with nothing bought
I came with nothing and left with naught
There’s nothing on the TV
I ever want to watch
I’m feeling fairly empty –
And I drank all of his scotch
Others think I’m winning
I’m crying ’round the clock
Enemies always leeching
Thieving in a flock
Look at all the cum stains
The mind games
You say I don’t care enough
I call your bluff
Pushing and pulling
Your hand is rough
I don’t like it tough
I start out right but slowly drift to wrong
I know how to forgive but it never lasts me long
You’re the sole proprietor of fucking up my life
You should have aborted me with a knife
Instead you cause me decades of strife
I’m thinking of ending my life tonight
She’s a hypocrite
To be two-faced you won’t need a permit
The road is lined with her endless bullshit
I’m over it!
The more I come together, the more I fall apart
If only we practiced the art of love instead of war
If only I were the girl you were searching for
Wake me from the dead
Meet me under ethereal sky
In the twilight
Because you’re the starlight
Our love is indivisible
The dreams I’m living for
I find you beautiful
Your opals I adore
Bury me deeply where you bleed
Plant me near your sacred seed
Leave, but know you’re all I need
Follow holy signs or let me lead
Do you collect my broken parts?
Are they keepsakes in your heart?
I hope my enemies stay off of my grave!
We always regret we don’t have more time
If only I had…
We could’ve…
I should of…
But we don’t.
Or we won’t.
No matter how sad.
There’s a halo around the moon
A sign you’ll see me soon
Mountains have limits
They come in sharp peaks
Piling up my guts to flee it
You won’t find me here in weeks
The last flower in me died
I sat for hours and I cried
Watched the sun burn gold
With eyes that only spied
The last flower in me tried
It spread its petal far and wide
But the sun disappeared and I’m old
It’s simply time for me to hide
© Delia Ross. 2020
Now posting videos of me practicing my guitar and singing on Instagram. A first. I never play or sing in front of anyone. Sacred parts of me. I’m also awful. That may account. 🎃
I’m also on LinkTree so you can find me on the web easier. (It’s been made known to me that people are stealing or using my ideas without so much as even giving me a courtesy of a like or my blog a follow. That is intellectual theft and plagiarism. I don’t mind being a muse for you but the least you could do is follow my blog or like the post that inspired you. I have copyright laws posted here for a reason and WordPress is a publishing site so everything I publish here is backed by copyright law. If you are using me as a muse, would you at least consider joining my Patreon for $1 or joining the donation tier? When I tell you that I’m at risk of becoming homeless again and that I can’t afford to eat, I’m not lying to you. I can’t even afford to buy alcohol or weed to numb the fucking pain of existence and I’m depressed and suicidal. 👍👍
He never knew regret until he saw her face crack
She never knew he cared because she never looked back
© Delia Ross. 2020
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How is it you fell into my heart without any warning?
Like the lightning swiftly coming
And maybe from Venus thus forming
Color in my eye, an overflow of becoming
The words you write like winter mourning
Turning me into jewels you’re still adorning
Our flame is burning
For you I’m yearning
I’m fully forming
© Delia Ross. 2020
*spreads petals open wide*
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I know that I’m not popular
I know you’ve never called my name
I know I’ll never be like her
I love you all the same
© Delia Ross. 2020
To him: I love you still so much tho, even when I’m no longer around to say. And you should print these because it’s not true about things staying online forever. I’ll always wonder what life with you would be like because being with you is the only life I want to live… 💞
Still crying by the way. The sloppy, eye makeup running down with my snot and tears kind of crying. I love you. Even tho you deny my existence just like the world and Judus denied Jesus Christ.
Do you also deny that someone existed with that name who got crucified? Or just that fairytale of a bible that man tries to sell you to try to keep you from acting like a beast, tho you still do, but donate to charity or the church or in other ways to ease your conscience instead (to whomever the shoe fits)?
You could try running to me instead of the bottom of the bottle.
You could try acknowledging my existence again.
Fool. I love you stewpids. So much it god damn hurts. God damn these endless tears!!!
Or deny me a third, fourth, fifth, what number are we on my love? Betrayed with a kiss. Oh, Judas…
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Black holes are the pupils of space
Light enters but can’t escape
Like the poetry we make
It enters but isn’t opaque
Still our eyes partake
Absorbing the love and the ache
The connection we create –
Will never go extinct in this place
© Delia Ross. 2020
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I take the outside, pull it in
Rope is tied but wearing thin
I have died and will again
Ask my heart just where it’s been
I take the inside, stretch it out
Now we both are filled with doubt
Tongue is tied we cannot shout
Ask my heart what it’s about
© Delia Ross. 2020
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You’re free to go
Where the wind will blow
Disassemble and row
Nobody gotta tell yah so
So go on and show
What your feet can stow
Hello, good evening Tormentor
May I call you Mister?
Mister Tormentor?
Word hipster
Hard hitter
Love quitter
Still with her?
I go from tuning
To finely pruning
They say I’m ruin
I got sin brewin’
His voice is a soothing surf
Not a curse
I need him and it’s getting worse
For what it’s worth
Our lives aren’t permanent
I was born and in effect, I’m not perfect
Still mistakes you’ll erect
On display my regret
1, 2, 3, now it’s set
I’ll admit, I changed my bet
But you are dead and now I’m next
He was gone
But his eyes kept looking back
And now love was a balancing act
Her heart atrophied
From the love it lacked
It is so obvious to me concepts
But then I am gullible and miss steps
She cried so much
He made a levee
But it just keeps flooding
Her tears are heavy
There is more bad than there is good
It gets to me more than it should
Constantly pretending it doesn’t hurt at all
Restart. Repurpose. Throw it up against a wall
Reorganize disaster before they see the fall
Rejection. Redirection. He will not take a call
Taste the sin, twice the infection
Long-distance waiting, I cannot face inspection
Hours non-debating and time shows no affection
A trip to my own mind, a nightmare his direction
Everyday, I’m waking up triggered
Just today, frustration got bigger
He must exist in some galaxy far from reach;
Like my company he won’t seek
I’m stone but you cut through me like water; making me soft yet harder.
There’s a positive and a negative in everything I’ve learned; even the outcome…
I peer into my dream as if you’re there –
A hundred million reasons why I care
His words a sword cutting through stone; I guess I’d rather be alone.
Read the lines in between, I do get what you mean and, I’m not searching for a thing…
Transforming into high seas
Don’t wanna be on my knees
Or marching in an army
My dreams of him live in endless meadows
Where fears have been foreclosed
Never near the brink of extinction
Our love can never decompose
And now he’s building a nest
Right where her heart beats best
Both try to speak though tongue was held
They try to walk but they both failed
Sinners have acute senses sinning
One day she looked down at her hands and didn’t recognize them anymore.
Wounds she carries of others crosses.
Her hearts too heavy from all these losses.
Wrap me in your worlds; only want your words.
You’re always passing by
Why don’t you come inside
And stay awhile by my side
Secrets aren’t for telling
Even when we’re yelling
Secrets aren’t for selling
Even where you’re dwelling
I don’t know if he’s iron or sorcery / He’s got a hold on me
They come, they go
I’m high, then low
The trouble with worry is that I worry there’s trouble.
He yells “retreat, I am the dark”
But, he is the way for light to embark
It takes both to fuel the heart
And when it comes to love they hit the mark
“…You have to cut the cord”
“No, I can’t live without you…”
“Babe, you can’t stop existing just because I do” (love is keepsake, love is forever)
I gave you my best angles
My mess and my tangles
She said, “you finally showed up. Took the damn end of the world, too…”
© Delia Ross. 2020
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Break the chain, break the link, don’t wanna be in sync
The way your eyes and my eyes leak
The way we talk but never speak
The days prowl on and we are weak
But life is cruel and so are we
And I guess we are both guilty
But neither life is a life free
And that is why we’re bleeding ink
© Delia Ross. 2020
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Where do you go when you leave me?
Rushing with spiraling arms deceiving
Past the shallows, into the shadows receding
I feel you bleeding
Moody, violent thunderstorms in your wake
I watch lightning shatter dream into heartache
Am I all that you forsake?
Is regret the road we take?
You fill the galaxy with longing
Eternal calming
With people falling
Earth formed from fawning (and we’re still falling)
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‘Turn Me Blue’
Sometimes I experience words as if they are new
That’s what your written word can do
Pushing and pulling through and through
Take my breath, turn me blue
Subjunctive mood
Lay it out for me in lines
Penalized
Marginalized
Revised
By your red pen, I am chastised
Twisting and burning
Your pens always yearning
Speaking of truth as if you are learning
Replacing your mask while your lies keep turning
Every single day my anger is churning!!
Lines! Lines! The devil’s crossing, the way you’re talking!
The constant lusting, a poor man’s cursing
The way you haunt me
The nightly stalking
I can’t keep walking
I’m more than drunken babble
Jagged edges traveled
I’m more than all you saddle
Or the porn that’s on your channel
Stop pretending you’re something you’re not
The baggage you carry weighs alot
Still licking your mask for all that it’s got
Worried the truth simply might drop
I go from wanting to block him to wanting to fuck –
I go from ‘I hate him’ to “he’s my buck”…
Jagged edges
Overcrowded ledges
Falling into hedges
Deserted second pledges
Wishing things I haven’t
Rotten choices maggot
Fine tuning an old habit
Lessons always absent
Why do they always have to lay on me their personal conditions?
I want to muse not defuse the hourly emissions
Confessions, obsession, next the rejection
The highs, the lies, twice the objection
Undermining and poor correction
Next you know there’s more affection
Every step has got you guessing
But no one ever moves direction
From none to some
From some to none
From birth to young
From aged to numb
From luck to curse
To curse from luck
From fast to stuck
From good to suck
I’m still finding bones you buried
Death the only thing you married
I wasn’t around love and nurturing growing up
I was a petite girl beaten, I had it rough
My mother, my sister, my father’s, they all were tough
From blood to bruises, scruff was the stuff
The frog doesn’t know until it’s too late that the water is hot
People either loathe me or they love me alot
Maybe I’m formidable or maybe I’m not
Maybe you’re alive with a heart full of rot
He left but his silhouette remains
Life is quiet where shadow overstays
Not even a whisper asks if I’m okay
All you ever give me is your poorly drawn lines. I’ve heard this excuse now a million damn times.
Stop pretending my love is a crime
Stop telling others I’m not worth a dime
It seems you’ve laid integrity on the line
Darling, I’ll win every time
Lure her where light breaks
Offer her heartaches
Remind her of her mistakes
He made his bed though he wasn’t prepared
The road she was going he couldn’t care
It seems her worries wasn’t shared
Or maybe underneath the hiding, a boy was scared
I left you like a ton of bricks crumbling
My rearview shows the void
A boy devoid
Self-worth destroyed
There’s nothing to avoid
Tear me down
Disassemble words ticking
Fingers clicking
People bitching
Darkness my gown
Sales we’re pitching
Endless ditching
Wounds we’re stitching
Anger itching
Another smiling clown
Dreams still wishing
Lies keep twisting
Sorrows non-fixing
Love went missing
Watch me drown
I can go but the only thing it’ll prove is that I’m gone…
If only forgiveness were a page to turn
All these hills are mistakes I’ve run
And I cannot change the things I’ve done
Got my enemies watching with a telescope
You say you hate me but you know I’m dope
I see you clinging to my every hope
You pray I’m drowning tho God is my boat
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New original spoken word recorded in my home studio. Free MP3 download.
Heaven’s Gate ~ Spoken Word Poetry
Written, recorded, and mixed in my home studio! New spoken word!! Free MP3 download or listen here (good speakers recommended)! Don’t forget to like or comment for positive support! 😄
Spoken word!!!!!!
Blue (Spoken word with guitar)
Guys, this is me playing my own guitar and reciting poetry. I can do both! I’m terrible at both!! But I do promise to bring you some more real guitar playing with my spoken word in the future!!! I need a band so I can focus on performing the vocals for you- which is why I use GarageBand – because it’s terribly hard to play the guitar and to perform at the same time, at least for me! I hear you, you say ‘practice practice practice’ but then stage fright kicks in and let me just say it’s easier if I can just focus on performing! I also took Drama 1 and 2 in High School, have done minor acting roles, I dig improv so much, but I don’t know if I could ever do it like Jim Morrison did it. He had stage fright too. Which is why sometimes he would close his eyes or turn around. “Turn the fucking lights down” (because he didn’t want to see his audience).
I LOVE GUITAR. My depression and health issues keep me from playing (I won’t tell you how old I am, but somewhere like 420 years aged). My bones hurt everywhere. 🙂
If I can keep the support rolling in, I’m ready to move into making spoken word video. Everything I do is time consuming and you don’t see the creation process.
Anyway, I recorded this little piece for my muse last year, I probably haven’t improved much in the guitar area. I do not record from my squeaky chair though and this was live from my squeaky chair and recorded from my crappy cellphone. 🙂
I’ve been songwriting a lot lately though which means I need my hands on my guitar. 🙂
© Delia Ross. 2020
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Heaven’s Gate is where Earth meets the sky
I’ll get there if I try
Forever searching for a hello or goodbye
Only finding time to cry
These mountains I stumble and crawl
Every day for you I fall
Gathering mistakes for monuments standing tall
You’re my favorite of them all
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What happened to your spirit?
Oh ye reckless wanderer
Casting lies like fishing lines
Hoping any will take a bite
Where did you drop your honor?
Ye who lost more than sails
Racing by like comet trails
Wishing love was more than tales
© Delia Ross. 2020
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Come on raise your head
Now wake the dead
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Got my finger on the block
I guess it’s better than my Glock
I know you watch me like a hawk
And then you turn around and mock
I know I’m always in your thought
I’m not quite the sinner you sought
I’m the girl you never caught
And you say you love me naught
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From the dark comes the light
From the words you write
Light is energy
Like your love for me
Your spoken word is the air I breathe
Your tongue is sea
© Delia Ross. 2020
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The frog doesn’t know until it’s too late that the water is hot
People either loathe me or they love me alot
Maybe I’m formidable or maybe I’m not
Maybe you’re alive with a heart full of rot
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There’s nothing that I have when I die that I keep
There’s not a word that he’s written that has not made me weep
Longing comes in floods, I guess we get what we reap
Treading flooding waters drowning where his soul runs deep
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The way he kissed her
Galaxies forming in the rearview
Nebula swarming in the mirror
All your dreams coming true
The way he missed her
Stars twinkle in the hue
The sunlight drawing nearer
His breath the fresh morning dew
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Do you ever feel me clawing on your existence
Why push for truce then give resistance
You know for you I’d shut away the distance
If you call my name I’ll come this instance
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I conjure words
Give them silhouette and form
Watch them rise a storm
Make them flood the world
I give idea method
For world’s unexplored
Breathing is only second
After pen is born
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I’m falling to pieces
Falling for you
I fold into creases
When I see your blue
I’m crawling these inches
Wasted for two
I’m still burning bridges
To get a better view
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I went to visit the tree we planted
The seed that fell as our hearts connected
The hope that grew as love erected
A time before I was neglected
I buried my heart where you rejected
And even left faith if ever collected
I have found peace and wrongs been corrected
The tree keeps our poetry safe and protected
© Delia Ross. 2020
I still plant his poetry in the better parts of me… his entire existence became a nebula for my poetry and to be honest I haven’t stopped writing about him. I wonder if he still reads these.
In an alternative universe, there is a tree growing with our initials, threaded together by our poetry.
His existence changed me. It’s still changing me. I wish he grasped the power of that.
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I love you like midnight
Piercing off the moon
How even your cold shoulder
Can still make the night swoon
I love you like the darkness
Passing by at noon
How even when it’s hopeless
You make the cold wind croon
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I still see you and feel a rush
I think I’m dead then find a pulse
Tell myself it’s just impulse
But heart and mind still convulse
I hear your voice then start to faint
My wings expand without constraint
Then lust and love start to taint
I leap in gallops for a taste
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I remember wonder
I found it deep in you
I remember hunger
You give me all that too
Deep beneath your slumber
Upon your dreams I chew
And if you dare to plunder
You may just like the view
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Why do you take me to plight
Leading me to still water
Why can’t I be her
Reflecting from your eye like moonlight
Let me cast wishes on your soul
Under growing starlight
Like how you light my life
Got me dreaming from the cold
© Delia Ross. 2020
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I want him to stretch out my smile until my cheek hurts
Roll around on the ground laughing til it’s worse
I want his poetry as my universe
His kisses to be my in-house nurse
I want his words instead of roses, dig?
Forgiveness for mistakes I hid
Perhaps another chance to bid
Love despite the things I did
You give life color
You are the place sadness goes to rest
Gently under midnight breath
You unchain the collar
Your tongue rushes through layers of time only to stand still!
Why do you stomp outside my gate demanding honor when your skin is made of scales?
I wonder if there is any light left in you at all?
Do you feel my love sneaking into you at night?
Or when my tears have sweetened the sky?
Is it a pen-
Or a tool for destruction?
Is it a hand-
Or a rule for instruction?
Why do you always have to be so bad?
Why do you exist only to make me sad?
Why are you always claiming I am wrong?
Why are you someplace I don’t belong?
Remorse is a little grave
Radioactive your words decay
They cause delay
Like the games you play
The lies you say
The lives you slay
I don’t hide behind pretense or a mask
I’ve got a mind to not do what you ask
If you want it first you’ll get it last
A narcissist hating me, makes me feel first-class!
Just go! Why do you always make a scene?
Your reason cruelly crafted, doesn’t mean a thing.
Life happens in gallops
The downs, the ups
A calloused heart develops
Blackened and jealous
There’ll never be an us
You’re too careless
You’ve got life but you’re aimless
Now the end you can cherish
You’re spinning on your axis
Your every lie is backless
I’m splitting from this madness
And returning all your sadness
People out there climbing, hardly trying, rarely ever hear them crying…
Don’t let the bottle sink you to the floor
Got you nailing shut every door
Every hour you are at war
The enemy is your roar
We can’t take it anymore
Eventually longing runs out like a clock that stops ticking…
She’s a pyramid scheme
Lined in fake gold and your dying dream
The way her eyes will gleam
Faking is in her bloodstream
They are tied together at the seam
He injects her like she’s morphine
She ranks him number one supreme
But all they ever do is scream
You cling to death a hardend criminal
Morally bankrupt
She has darkness leaking from her eyes
Scales and veins that demoralize
The blood runs blue behind cold skies
Quickly fallen the soldier dies
His smile is fusion
So his kingdom I’m choosing
You left me dismantled
Said there was nothing you couldn’t handle
I guess you had a different angle
You were gone by the flick of your candle
My time was fully channeled
But now our friendship has been cancelled
Everyday a different battle
Took all I had to not get mangled
Stow my fucks upon the mantle
I’ll write you off another devil
There were signs that I’m a rebel
I guess I’m on a different level
Choice is yours to revel
You’re a man that’s acting feral
Trust is like a petal
And I need to be more careful
Time is a death sentence.
Do you take the stars with you when you disappear?
Do you hide the light within your black soul?
I am a wounded warrior who fought for this country
I need more than fancy cars or money
Or the consistent catcalling of “come here honey”
Give me wonder from your fingertips, from your every word that slips
Galactic walls of poetry, moves for my dancing feet, that’s all I’ll ever need
Who or what are you chasing?
Everyday I see the man you could be slowly erasing
You move in-and-out of my life like water; you shape my rivers.
She looks cheap and worn down like an old lumber mill-
But piss on her and he’ll crumble at will!
My love, lend me your ear
Spending time with you would change the atmosphere
Do my pleas appear like flares in darkened skies
Are my hopes and dreams all the things that you despise
Growing evermore increasingly isolated
And humanity, well I don’t like it
And man and his lies absolutely hated
And to think for love I sat around and waited
But love is about abundant as God
And man only rule with his evil rod
But leave it to them to curse why I’m flawed
And when it comes to law every one is a fraud
An angel and a demon fall in love
He doesn’t want to hurt her, he can’t change who he is
Walk away he won’t let her and try yes she did
There were warnings in the echoes
Writings on the windows
-LOVE FORBID-
One day these words will be gone – life won’t exist
Time is slow but not forever, now is in the mist
Let’s rewind the details.
They line up like dogs, fisting her, inching her
Why do you love her, I need an answer
© Delia Ross. 2020
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Vampirism for the deeply lonely existence I live
Darkness for the light I give
Forgiveness for your life of sin
Reason for my faith within
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Beautiful though I’m not, my heart is made of gold
And lonely may I rot, I’m too precious to hold
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Feel like he gave my heart sunspots
I’m tangled up in knots
Feel like I’m ever growing hotter
And my head is full of clots
They heard the war was over
But my soul is taking shots
Now I’m prepped and groomed for slaughter
And I know he hurts me lots
© Delia Ross. 2020
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My love, we share the same Sun
Put an ocean between us, we are still one
My love, look how far we have come
Going nowhere, though fast we have spun
Holy is the space of us
Our mistakes is only dust
Love is spinning, Earth is crust
Gone are sorrows and love we must
© Delia Ross. 2020
The sweetest poem I’ve ever written, part two. I swore the love bug off but fate is persistent (or obsession). But don’t worry, I have some anti-love poems coming too…
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You haven’t asked for forgiveness, you haven’t crossed the fence
You toss your sword then demand from me to hurry and self-inflict
You say that you are friendly with poison in your hand
You’re slurring words and defending things I’ll never understand
Your foundation is fairly dirty, there’s cracks upon the wall
Any direction I’m going, it’s likely I will fall
I warned you I was empty, I warned you I was cold
But now you are doing things I predicted would unfold
You are a drowning man, seeking a casualty
But darling if you really look you’re dead as dead can be
Poetry: it’s not what you say but how you say it…
© Delia Ross. 2020
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