Take one leap forward
He falls 80 meters back
Moving with such force
My heart felt the deep impact
I came to offer light
Where I knew that it was black
He messaged to move forward
As a matter of fact
Now I’m getting lost
He is not on the map
My heart can’t proceed
If it’s stuck in a trap
Fears are circling
My mind it cannot snap
I fear if it does
I’ll have a fucking heart attack
© Delia Ross. 2019
He appeared, blue eyes to match his mood
Words delayed but mostly understood
Darkness his dagger and his hood
Carrying a cross longer than one should
And then I followed him, into his alleyway
Despite my better judgment, I followed anyway
Plunged into a world of darkness, it’s been my darkest day
A pool of doubt seems to be the only way
It’s warmer where he does appear, I feel him like a sunray
© Delia Ross. 2019
Is this another conversation we’re never having
Say you’re making changes but you’re always found rewinding
The silence that we share is just another kind of binding
We have the will to search but not the will for ever finding
Everywhere we look there’s just another lie we’re winding
But I don’t need a book to know his words are so spellbinding
© Delia Ross. 2019
You can’t hear me
But you can feel
If you tried
You are blind
But you could see
If you cried
I could understand
But you evaded
Then you lied
You still stand
Although hardened
Where you died
Hold my hand
Just as if
I were your guide
And I promise
It is worth
More than pride
© Delia Ross. 2019
In truth, I’d rather cut out my tongue
Remove any curses from within my lung
Be the Earth from which he sprung
The sweet melodies in his afternoon sun
The kisses which make one feel eternally young
The breath for which these words are sung
© Delia Ross. 2019
Treading lightly as a feather
Spiraling any kind of weather
By chance we found a treasure
The love we cannot measure
The Alpha and Omega of pleasure
© Delia Ross. 2019
Stumbled into his garden
A fragile girl mostly harden
Thin and frail and starving
One solid heart full of iron
So heavy it weighed like a burden
Crushing life before it started
Overturned broken signs
Switching lanes, crossing lines
Extinguishing light from which it shines
Breaking walls and eating lies
Words thrown over the highway
Red flags which claim foul play
Went inside despite what they say
Hit my soul now heavy they do weigh
Words which branded my soul
Flame kept burning and now I glow
Replaced the grey with a rainbow
Whispered loudly I am not your foe
Stepped on traps looking at his photo
Words to go with a face
Never want to leave this place
Broken glass to accompany the lace
Even if I could I’m too wounded to escape
I still love him no matter the mace
Could care less what is locked in his case
© Delia Ross. 2019
My love, if you are ill let me know
If I have wounded thee tell me so
Would replace the bad so the good may flow
Being thy enemy fills me with too much woe
My friend, if you are full of sin then repent your soul
Can I help fix the thing that leaves you less than whole
Why is it now you only see me as a troll
If I’m causing you agony then I can go
Dear stranger, I come with amends
I travel blindly and without any friends
The opposite direction of your anger is where my love extends
You should change direction as if your life depends
Hey enemy, I lay down my guard
Please shuffle the deck, give me a brand new card
If you find a joker in me then please do discard
Be careful around my edges or you may get scarred
© Delia Ross. 2019
I’ll hold your hand through the darkness
That’s where I work the hardest
Where broken bones hell harvests
Overcome with the heartless
You’ll find my name on that list
You’ve got my heart in a harness
Attached to your soul that’s a carcass
© Delia Ross. 2019
Shrinking into oblivion
Falling into unknown
Crushing into gravity
Seeking only your throne
© Delia Ross. 2019
Farewell to words we never ever say
Goodbye to truth that never sees the day
So long to lives living only to decay
Goodnight to sin and the price that we pay
© Delia Ross. 2019
Take your absence, take your leave
Drink a bottle, forget about me
Remove my heart from your sleeve
Dig a hole where you can grieve
Place it with a stone
Mark it unknown
That’s where my love has gone
Now you have a home
© Delia Ross. 2019
I wish I could pull him in
Give him a kiss
Or free him of sin
I wish it wasn’t like this
I’m not even sure what I miss
I keep running back to his abyss
His energy is kinesis
He doesn’t need us here
We circle like a sphere
We gather atmosphere
Into his space we steer
His distance isn’t near
He’s more than a light-year
His silence we all fear
My soul still sent out a flare
His absence I can’t dismiss
At war with his own violence
Alone in his own silence
So lost and without guidance
Impenetrable like a diamond
But love doesn’t require science
And so we all persist –
Even though he doesn’t exist
© Delia Ross. 2019
The streets are empty but the sirens call
It’s a sound that won’t let you down
Comforting; alone or together we fall
Death will be our only crown
Why are we even strangers at all
Bound to shadows and a frown
Why do you always make us crawl
Until we’re all ghost in this town
© Delia Ross. 2019
One day it will be all gone
Every single monument
Every single song
Everything and anything man has ever done
One day it will all be erased
But my love for you can never be replaced
© Delia Ross. 2019
Click here to listen to: Love Eternal poetry reading
Amongst the devil’s possessions, she found –
The sound of laughter drifted up from the street below, making her feel very alone in this new town
It’s mid-morning.
There’s been a heatwave for days.
You’re in a desert.
There’s a cold feel to the place.
An abandoned sign with splintered corners and fading letters which read, “Here I Died”.
And another just adjacent with “Still I Tried”.
What is more peculiar, there are no bones in which the grave resides.
In the darkest moss, footprints carry deep regret.
When measured with mine they never seem offset.
When faced with the truth I seem to always forget.
Thoughts of you stored in the tightest of webs.
My favorite demon to help me retrace my steps.
Surprisingly though I never needed much help.
That’s just another lie I’m always telling myself.
I’m guessing pride is this level of hell.
To be continued…
© Delia Ross. 2019
* I’ve been working on this one for a while. I’ve been exploring the darker side of religion and Human Nature. My focus has been on hell and Lu and human nature (emotion). I stepped out of my comfort zone with this one, not just on subject matter but on form as well. I am exploring the seven deadly sins and the first one is on pride. * critique and collaboration is welcomed
You need pressure to keep moving
You need motion for improving
You need love for all the soothing
You need miracles for disproving
You need failure for approving
You risk heartbreak for life booming
You need feet to get grooving
YOU NEED PRESSURE TO KEEP MOVING
After sadness comes the bruising
You will fall down after losing
You need kings for your own ruling
You fight when we should be blooming
You need pressure to keep moving
You need to change what you are doing
This bus goes to a different schooling
It’s yours now for the choosing
Open your eyes now, see what you’re viewing
© Delia Ross. 2019
Kept wishing on a star a gift that it could bring
If the world would listen but it never learns a thing
Around the world so many times I’ve never met a king
Fought bravely for my country though they like to break my wing
Now my voice it always cracks I’ve lost the right to sing
I’m older now been broken down my heart is still fighting
I would never slight you I don’t have the sight to sting
I would never tie you I don’t have the silk to cling
The world I stopped supplying but for you I am a spring
The star was slowly dying but it left for you a ring
I was also hiding but I never stopped praying
I was maybe wondering if you found my broken wing
© Delia Ross. 2019
I don’t know the ocean floor
I fear the things down under
Unto it though I do explore
The depths can bring you wonder
I don’t know who you are
But still you bring me thunder
Found you hidden under a star
Afraid the world will plunder
© Delia Ross. 2019
The ghosts in these halls never haunt me
Each memory a prison that will taunt me
Constrained by the pain you have taught me
© Delia Ross. 2019
Over and over
I told her
Oh the aches of the heart
Bet he knew
Right from the start
Over and over
He’d hold her
As the pain grew
His touch was colder
Heading home
Without direction
Broken hearts his
Prized possessions
Telling them it’s just obsession
At his feet a throne
(Of broken souls and bones)
Oh the aches of the heart
Bet he knew
From the start
Memories like rainfall,
Like crushing waves of stone
Mornings of mourning
Had she only known
Weakened and furied
And left all alone
Still he knew I was home
© Delia Ross. 2019
If you can’t have it, dream about it. Fantasize. Talk to yourself. Loneliness is a state, not a being. Be one with it.
Love. Even when you can’t.
Forgiveness isn’t hard. Ego is.
You’re one second away from being older. Cherish the new.
The walls we build around us to keep the sadness out also keeps out the joy.
© Delia Ross. 2019
I don’t know where you come from, or where you are living
I don’t know your nicknames or if you like drinking gin
I don’t know if you’re married or if you’ve ever been
I don’t know if you’re broken or out there still looking
I know we’ve rarely spoken, I’m not one you’re interested in
I just wanted you to know you really move me with your pen
© Delia Ross. 2019
I’m not a muse, I’m not a rat, I will never be that
I’m not amused, nor confused yet I’m easily misused
Discarded, rejected, spit out like spoiled food
I have bad looks with declining health and there is never any wealth
I don’t get by, I rarely lie, I don’t have feelings yet I sigh
I don’t get twisted, or blacklisted, I often fail though I still try
I’ve never loved, I’ve never bailed, still I feel like I’m always jailed
Misunderstood, and broken down, I’m the saddest in the town
I never smile and wear this frown like it is my only crown
I spit out words that go unheard, my speech is hardened and mostly blurred
If I seek help I’ll be removed from all that brings me joy which is absurd
I’ve never married or divorced and I sometimes feel that is worse
If I send valentines they get treated like a curse
I wish he liked me but he don’t
Or I’m so broken that he won’t
© Delia Ross. 2019
Hate as a shield
Words as a minefield
Wounds go unhealed
Attacks until you yield
Slowing down will get you killed
Your gravity has been revealed
© Delia Ross. 2019
There it was, labeled to me – I, the addressee
Trying on lovers because revenge tasted sweetly
Inserting the blade ever so neatly –
Ensuring the heart was severed completely
Burning through dreams like an oil field in the night
Running out of fuel and the zest for a life
Looking back but never having any foresight
Dancing in alleyways with nothing but a knife
I can lie and pretend I will live and die by you
One day, I’ll come to know those lies were never true
And now decades of mistakes when I should have just withdrew
That’s the trouble with searching for treasure when you haven’t any clue
© Delia Ross. 2019
Coming down from the mountain
Coming down from the pain
Crucified for my laughter
Crucified for your blame
Away from the crowd
Away from the shame
Awake for the moment
Awake the moment you came
© Delia Ross. 2019
I’m told that I have a voice and that I have a name
If you really listen close you can hear your own calling
I’m thinking maybe mine is broke ‘cuz I barely hear a thing
Silence overtook the place where you should have been dwelling
Sometimes your absence is so loud I simply start yelling
© Delia Ross. 2019
Searching for life in places I shouldn’t
I’ve given loyalty when I knew that he wouldn’t
I’ve given up when I knew that you couldn’t
I’ve tried to love again even though I am still wounded
I’ve been left behind, where I should have been included
I’ve learned how to grow although I am uprooted
I’ve been promised truth when lies were spoken
I’ve been given vows that were already broken
I once may have slept but now I’m truly woken
I fall out of steps because my heart is swollen
You see me as free but my door is never open
I know time is out but here I am still hopin’
© Delia Ross. 2019
Once he had laughter but he cut it into pieces
Thinking more always meant better
Kept it in the rain, never saw a bit of day
But expects for it to shine any weather
Say you wanna love it, then you tweak it and cut it
Chain it down when it’s only a feather
Label it “together”, when it’s just another tether
But you’re married to that irony
Shine it up like diamonds, flash your pearls to the dying
But I know you’re living in agony
I know I could be smiling, I should laugh instead of sighing
But this world gives me anxiety
Doctors all prescribing, pills which are never satisfying
Still they got their tiny hooks over me
My family will look, my friends will even root
Just to see this time how I will perform
They tried to teach me form, but I am against the norm
I’ve been in walls that shrink ’til you conform
You can build a boat to travel through my storm
But if you’re going to love my flower, you gotta love my thorn
© Delia Ross. 2019
I didn’t realize I built these walls so high
I’m so low I never even see sky
My heart is cold, my bones are dry
Received orders never questioning why
I don’t know if there are any doors here
Inside these walls only panic and fear
Are you a key or are you the spear
Are you here to see that I disappear
© Delia Ross. 2019
You can take the long road or the wrong road
A shorter path makes for a tougher load
The fastest route is the one most slowed
There are obstacles whichever you go
There doesn’t need to be any smoke screens
We won’t need protection from Marines
Pick up the ball and drop your routines
This nightmare could turn into our dreams
You can meet me down this way
Come on, I really want to play
These are the moments that make up each day
These are the terrors from which we stray
I know I’m not the direction you were leaning
Guest and greetings, always lose meaning
Destiny arrived and is here intervening
The past is yours alone for weaning
Underneath these city lights
There are no wrong or rights
Lovers go to new heights
Kisses come as invites
© Delia Ross. 2019
You only speak to me when in a drunken fever
It doesn’t say very much the words that you deliver
Hate for all the words you never said to me
Hate for making me feel this invisibility
Hate for all the moments that you cherish her instead
Hate for all the aches and being left with the dead
Hate for ever knocking and getting a good look at you
Hate because I love you no matter who you choose
© Delia Ross. 2019
I want to meet near the sea
Where my enemies become allies
Where my laughter drowns out your cries
Where instead of for her you are looking for me
I want to drift where places forget my plea’s
Where destiny it sails within your eyes
Linger in depths of truth, no lies
Build seabeds of love and devotion under skies
Riding waves of every pleasure and phrase you devise
I’d rather be there than here where I cry
I’d rather be there than here where my dreams come to die
© Delia Ross. 2019
I’m probably the worst at them in all of the nations
I avoid them like they are an army prepped for invasion
I’m standing on options to build balanced foundations
A singular note though with many abrasions
You’ll never find them tuned into any of my stations
My numbers don’t amount no matter the occasion
I’m just bidding my time to wish you all congratulations
I love him whole though and to this there’s no variation
Zero room for error despite his many persuasions
Newtonian law states he should feel my vibrations
He has the answers to all of my equations
© Delia Ross. 2019
Followed broken trails that lead me straight into you
Misread all the signs because I haven’t got a clue
Darkness replaced faces where there should have been a hue
Bars replaced windows where there could have been a view
Tears replaced arms on this lonely avenue
Just thought that you may welcome, an old soul passing through
Love sweetly soured filled by all your black mildew
I’ll add you to the map of monsters ran into
And avoid you like a plague no matter what you do
Left my boots at your door and filled them with voodoo
I guess I am a monster but now I hate you too
© Delia Ross. 2019
Sleeping on a bed made of only her dead flowers
Lost are the words, even less are the hours
Put it in your hand, now it’s yours with the powers
Every moment passed, falling deeper in the towers
Lost are the moments you still search but never find
Even with the perfect words, it will never be well-timed
Unless you are a girl, she will just leave you behind
You will never be the one that is ever on her mind
© Delia Ross. 2019
Love Story poetry slam now dropped on Tuners! You can listen free here: https://tuners.io/users/POEETERNAL
Some are confused about what happens when you pass
Some are tossed away and left in the trash
Others buried deep below, underneath the clean, mowed grass
Others gather promptly like they are going to a class
Bodies dressed in the finest silk and brass
Others drop a tear while they’re refilling up their glass
Some will bring you food after leaving from their flats
And whisper to the living that this pain too shall pass
Bodies decompose, they stink and fill with gas
You’ll never even know, you’re too busy chasing ass
It’s really how it goes, didn’t mean to break your glass
As accidents will show, death will always come trespass
© Delia Ross. 2019
Now I light a candle anytime someone is sick
I mark it with your name and then I place it with a wish
Now I only think of you when somebody dies
I’ll snort it in a tissue and into the one I cry
Now I only think of you when somebody lies
I put it in a prayer and wait for you to die
I rarely ever think of you like many would advise
But when you finally pass there’ll be joy in my eyes
© Delia Ross. 2019
Ever faithful Lu
Angel of burden
Bearer of truth
Ever watchful eye over you
No mercy here to soothe
An army of darkness
Preying through your youth
Dancing around your pain
Jaded and uncouth
Closer comes the reign
But you haven’t got a clue
You can run towards daylight
He’ll be smiling when you do
© Delia Ross. 2019
What is it you don’t want me to know
If I did do you think I would go
Well, honey, I’m not so cold
People change, people grow
What is that you try to hide
Do you feel regret deep inside
Do you always need an alibi
You still search for light while driving blind
What is it that you need to kill
It’s redemption that you need to feel
It’s been hovering and drawing near
There’s a chance if you still want me here
What is it that you’re running from
Is it just a wound or a loaded gun
Has it left you mostly feeling numb
I swear the best is yet to come
Why do you keep your surface clean
And stay hidden beneath a screen
Did you have troubles as a teen
Your soul just needs an opening
What is it you don’t want me to find
If I did would I lose my mind
Nows the chance for you to unwind
Living life in shackles isn’t how life’s designed
© Delia Ross. 2019
Tried to climb the mountains but they were too high
The air became askew and I wasn’t able to cry
Tried to bury my fears down there under the hill
But the ground became so cold I wasn’t able to feel
Tried to hide my pain way out in the desert
But I lost my way and so no longer hurt
Tried to drown my tears somewhere in the ocean
But my head became dizzy and I lacked the emotion
Tried to cover my fears underneath the moon
But they always remain open and I’m never immune
Tried to close the chapter and forget about you
I tried, but I love you too much to
© Delia Ross. 2019
*There’s a slightly different poetry reading of this on my Instagram under a minute long, which you can watch here (make sure sound is on)*
Direct link to my poetry reading is here: https://www.instagram.com/p/Bxv4IzllNOq/?igshid=jghgum7rorfn
I love him like a breeze passing me by in the spring
Like a cathedral in the night with secrets in its beam
Like a sailor clinging tightly to a raft in the sea
I love it when I’m down and he lifts me on his wing
Or how when he smiles after looking right at me
That’s the best gift he could ever bring
I love him like the art you can’t afford to buy
Or when he leans in closely so I can hear him sigh
Like the last delicious bite in the best homemade pie
Or the breathing moon in a mostly cloudy sky
I love him best when both his eyes are dry
I love him, even though for us, there will only ever be “hello” and “goodbye”
© Delia Ross. 2019
I lived, I died, and I didn’t concur a thing
Even love evaded me
When angels fall, they don’t have a wing
But I fell, so I could hear him sing
I broke, for he is a king
© Delia Ross. 2019
I don’t have alot to sustain me
I guess that it probably shows
I always prefer the shadows
This is the cons and pros
You can find me under a tree
Writing a bit of prose
I am a living zombie
Trying not to decompose
I live near the sea
I love how the wind blows
I listen gently
And think of him I suppose
© Delia Ross. 2019
Words got my tongue
Down deep they run
Rushing into sun
That’s where you’re from
© Delia Ross. 2019
I love you best in waning light
When all conditions are so right
While conversation eats the night
How darkness takes away the blight
You whisper in my ear instead of fight
I love you best in silhouette
When real life hasn’t struck us yet
The resting world is on reset
But darling, this is our Corvette
You know the best to come is here to get
I love you best before sunrise
When all the world’s before your eyes
Where dreams are ours to analyze
There’s never pain, and never lies
It’s where the fever rest and darkness dies
© Delia Ross. 2019
People grow, people change
You can stall or rearrange
But the journeys all the same
And mostly people are to blame
We can fight or we can pray
Or we can find another way
But the dark will come to play
Death will come to all one day
Was it worth all these fears
That you brought all these years
We’re living ghosts with too many tears
It’s like I’m speaking on deaf ears
© Delia Ross. 2019
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