Torn took 2nd place in under 24 hours after being published 👀
Is this how you tell people you love them? 👀
Asking for a friend 👀
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Tides & Gravity (Two for Tuesday)
I’ve been around the world
18 hour flights or more
I’ve lived inside of war
I’ve even been the whore
I’ve been a carnivore
Feasting on metaphor
With an oath I swore
And one I won’t ignore
Lost on shore
With knees on floor
I’m at his door
A beggar poor
Knocking evermore
Without valour
Not like before
Heartache at core
Meltdowns in four
With more in store
For you to abhor
All for what I adore
© Delia Ross. 2020
You break me. Only to put me back together and then break me again. And then together. Like the tide pulling. Every wave shaping me. Over and under, your tug and pull. I can’t escape your gravity. Tidal locked. Sometimes your waves are gentle and other times your undertow holds me down. Like the gravity of my mistakes. And your punishments are a tsunami. Drowning and then washed safely ashore. I ache for you in places I didn’t know existed.
When you return
So too the tide
And the color in my eye
When you are by
The way I churn
When you are near
The stars appear
My life’s not drear
Each wave a yearn
An endless shore
Where I want more
You the seashore
I want to earn
Your every surge
You give me urge
The deepest merge
© Delia Ross. 2020
My god when you rise, rise you do. The way you swell, swallow me.
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Wordsmith
His words the ocean, I’m his sailor
Bound to him like he’s my jailer
He is a wordsmith tailor
My heart became his crater
I am a flower growing
A majestic garden he is sowing
The wind that’s eternally flowing
Every breath that he’s been blowing
© Delia Ross. 2020
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Profess
Do you ever read something and feel like it’s written just for you?
Do you live in the words and get in trouble when you do?
Are they in front of you yet completely out of reach?
Does every syllable leave you without speech?
Have you ever opened up yourself to truth?
Did it leave you jaded and tearing through your youth?
Do you cling to love even if it makes you bleed?
Does he understand he’s the only thing I need?
Do you take a step even if the timings wrong?
Does it weaken you even when you’re strong?
Do your fantasies ever turn into belief?
Does reality always turn to grief?
© Delia Ross. 2020
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Amnesia
He touched me without ever touching
He freed me by also caging
Amnesia to the lies that were given
Or maybe he’s a dream I am missin’
I lived in his words where I loved
I grew, and I stumbled and I learned
I ached and I longed and I hurt
I still dance and I scream and I thwart
His love is rare like an eclipse
What I’d give to hear my names off his lips
Or to feel both his hands on my hips
Just to be a girl that he worships
© Delia Ross. 2020
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In The Ever
Be tender with my will
Craters have formed from the impact of your words
They crush and pulverize
How deep do my crevices go?
Their corridors are dark
And fill with regolith
I tremble with aftershocks
As your words settle into the cold
My bones hold worries unknown
My smooth surface eroding from longing
I’d let you hide in my depths
Come and go with the shadows
See how the light races around my hole
It falls into aches and covers the night with hope
I am longing to find you there
Your words move quicker than light-speed
I am hollow, penetrate me
Watch how the dust settles
There’s a glimmer of destiny there
Satisfaction
Unison
We belong together
Like orbits decaying
Feel the pull
Shake me
The more you resist, the harder I tug
Inevitability
Had you not found me when you did
My darkness might have perished forever
You sheltered me from death
By breaking me apart
And then you assembled me into fragments and shards of fate
And now I must find myself
Aching is need of life
More pieces
Of you
You’ve fallen everywhere
Our dust glitters
I am everywhere you look now
Finally together
Ice rings form around my shell
A promise ring of forever
Or a chastity belt of no escape
Trapped in the eternal
I was waiting here in the dark yet still I was found
Bound, now in the ever
Look at your creations
Beautiful disasters
Wait here awhile
Cover me in your eternity
© Delia Ross. 2020
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Creeping
I swear he doesn’t want me around but I still find myself creeping
On broken glass and bits of hope I find that he keeps leaving
Like trails of honey, or bits of dew, each bit has me dreaming
Of patching wounds, forgiving fails, and maybe keep on breathing
On every word he’ll ever write since it always stops the bleeding
Where in my heart, it beats for him, and love is always leading
© Delia Ross. 2020
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What It Takes
She’s part lightning and part thunder
She’s the muse to make you wonder
She’s the open field you wander
She’s the kiss to make you hunger
She’s the truth you seek but fear to face
And the purity you long to taste
She’s the hand that knows how to heal an ache
And she’d give it all if that’s what it takes
She’s the rainbow you see after a storm
The energy of a star to help you keep warm
She’s the honey and hive where the bees always swarm
Yet you are the reason her smile can take form
© Delia Ross. 2019
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His Laughter
Hearing his laughter is like an avalanche of joy crashing into my soul
Boulders of despair crumble into the great wide unknown
And for a moment, if I dare, I call this broken rumble home
Wide open spaces on our faces made for places where sadness can atone
His laughter is like God ringing the dinner bell
Depression lifted like a veil
A voice from heaven reaching me in hell
The very reason for happiness as far as I can tell
© Delia Ross. 2019
Hearing him laugh is a great anti-depressant. His happiness is my throne. I’d climb the highest mountain to hear it, if only but for a moment. Is there anyone you love to hear laugh? I freestyle wrote this at 3 am while the world was sleeping cuz I heard a thing with him laugh & like poem erupted so. I love to hear him laugh if that was somehow unclear. 😄
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Cognitive Dissonance
Reality meet delusion
Don’t worry about confusion
That’s part of the illusion
If it weren’t for clarity
Things could be proven
So denial I’m cruising
And sanity I keep losing
© Delia Ross. 2019
You
You could give me gold, I am sure it’s what most want
But it will never satisfy, no matter what you flaunt
You can hide my eyes, but can you stop your voice
The one that’s in my head and loves without a choice
If I were to show you what is underneath my cloak
Do you think that you would like me, even when I spoke
You could send me flowers, anyone can do that
But the words that you’re writing, makes my heart so fat
You could take me places, but I’d rather be at home
The depths in your eyes are the streets I want to roam
You could play me music but what I really want to hear
Is your voice leaning in and whispering in my ear
So the things that I want isn’t much this is true
Because the only thing I want is to be alone with you
© Delia Ross. 2019
I’m not asking for much, I just want it all because you are everything and all I need (all I really want is my guitar and you) 🤓
Bad Feathers
Her wings wrought from sorrow, stained with regret
And if there’s any forgiveness, he hasn’t given it yet
If love had a mirror it would reflect his spirit
If any hand were worthy, his has merit
She wraps her wing around his heart
She prays it helps the pain depart
It is not a solution but it is a start
Even angels are known to break apart
She awaits quietly in silent prayer
As she tends his heart from its despair
There is no love that can compare
She plucks out bad feathers showing wear and tear
She shuts her eyes and makes a wish
She simmers any flames of anguish
So love may again feel its warmest
Where for him it was found coldest
© Delia Ross. 2019
I’d remove every feather if it meant never hurting you again.
Writings On My Wall
Sun salutations
Wrong allegations
Misweighted information
Long lines of waiting
Years we spent wasting
Love we’ve been chasing
Hearts have been breaking
So tired of hating
Constantly debating
Everyone is faking
Lying & taking
People are shaking
The world is deteriorating
What sort of end are you after
Destroyed it all, even the laughter
Killed the love in the heart of the matter
Took to flight, left agony here to gather
They are like Romeo and Juliet destined to be driven apart yet tethered together by the heart
Here it comes, the end again but this time he brought the apocalypse with him. Lasso my smile and pull down my grin cuz here it is the end again.
Did you know
Wherever you are
I still love you
Did you know
Whoever you become
I will always love you
And then he softly asked about my wants, “just forever babe, I’ll take forever babe”
Give my regards to Bacchus
Tell him I’m just a carcass
But if it wasn’t for his sweet wine
I might not make it through this time
He creates the wave
Then punishes me for riding it
The riptide pulls me under
And he watches me persist
I thought I was falling
I thought you would catch me
I thought I was falling
But it was only a hole
For my soul
Where did the love go?
All I feel is empty
And cold, in this beautiful hole
You dug for me
Hello non-believer
Of anything
Here lies a possibility,
But could you believe her?
The edge is on the horizon
The horizon is how you die
But the wave you’re currently riding
Is the fear you feel inside
As the doom continues rising
So does the panic to decide
So now the boat where you were hiding
Is now the place your soul has died
As you think of all the times you tried
And you let go of hope one final time
Blame the shade of sorrow for why you cried
And your final word becomes goodbye
If you ever feel the sadness in you growing
You never were the reason for me going
Sorry if you saw my love as poison
When it comes to failure I was the chosen
And to a world that’s evermore vacant
You weren’t the reason for me ever staying
Love was something I never knew
And if my love was warm well now it is frozen
Take the wool and pull it over someone else’s eyes please
It’s like everyone is set on destruction mode
And I am set to go… here’s the code, 123, watch me blow
But what happened? I don’t know
And the sign says “you are too qualified”
And the sign read “you are too good”
I apply instead and still get denied
He’ll reply and say “you misunderstood”
And the eye will say “all welcome here”
And the room will stare, “are you misplaced dear”
And the mind will lie and replace the fear
And his hand extends, “this way’s not clear”
Take for granted my kindness I give to you
Take for granted the nights I tried to get through
Take my love and bury it six feet under too
You can’t kill it no matter what you do
She’s at it again, same ole tricks
Like a snake using sex to lure sin
Like a witch with a capture potion
It’s the only way she can get any licks
She was a doll and they all wanted her to break.
You’re getting close, getting close, getting closer
You’re moving fast, always last, getting older
Nobody knows, though we asked, for some closure
Same ratios, lethal dose, then it’s over
An angel slipped from the clouds of heaven
Looking over eternity to get a better view of him
Golden gates spread into the wide open
She spiraled down the hope of his dreams
And he awoke with her feather under his pillow
And from its tip, he spilled his ink all over her future
She danced among the wails of purgatory
Decades she waited outside walls of longing
She stabbed the night so light could shine through
And every star that twinkles is a wish she made for you
His step grows lighter, while her wing drags across his bruise
Her heart carries the weights of love
Her love so pure an ounce can make dreams come true
I slip into his poetry like a favorite pair of pajamas.
Living alone, hiding decline
Rainbows to prison at anytime
Dust keeps collecting above his faint shrine
So he keeps to settling among the lost swine
To me, he’s worth more than any gold
Long ago his self-worth was sold
He dwells among shadows as he was once told
He’ll need to find his courage to be bold
He’s so deep in me
My aura is spinning
And through spirals I’m swimming
In a loop of beginnings
And with a touch of fate, no endings
These soulquakes
I am a galaxy so faint you can barely see it.
© Delia Ross. 2019
Clippings from the sleeve of my heart…
Butterflies
Falling further into his dark skies
Even in the lows he gives me highs
Even when he’s gone his cape will fly
And when I’ve crossed a line he still will try
I extend my wings cuz love defies
He hides behind a wall of sad goodbyes
There’s writings all around that shield his lies
He needs a lot of fuel to hide his sighs
He claims I’m just a hunter here to pry
But that won’t explain the butterflies
He thinks I’m just a doll who only cries
But that won’t change the winnings of your prize
You can change your hand but fate has not a guise
Even through your troubles I am falling for your eyes
I stab the pitch black night so I can feel you rise
Baby you free me, look at that sunrise
© Delia Ross. 2019
I find him incredibly sexy and he turns me into a raving beast actually but I definitely don’t want to hunt or cage him…
Sorry for the long rhyme and double rhyme in the ends but I think it worked!?!
I know it’s only been like 5 minutes since I said it before but I loves him.
Vices
Diamonds and pearls, may please the girls, but his kiss is all I desire
Leather and fur, might make me purr, but his eyes set me on fire
Boys and their toys, always want noise, but his voice makes me tremble
And the heaven in me, well it takes a knee, for his body is a sacred temple
I suppose flowers are nice, but the poetry he writes, makes my soul assemble
And if I had time, to put his lips to mine, I’m certain our flame would burn higher
© Delia Ross. 2019
“She lives on Love Street/ lingers long on Love Street/ She has a house and garden/ I would like to see what happens/ la la la la la la la la la la” *skips off singing The Doors*
Look man, I would totally let you climb up through my window and read me poetry. Yah? I think we might even like some of the same bands. Giggles It’s okay if you don’t know me, many people don’t even know themselves. Let’s get lost together, in each other, and found again. I’m ready. And you may not know your worth but I would take a bullet for you. I would do anything for you really. 🌛🌜
P.S. I’m just a girl (you won’t need superpowers but you already have them inside you).
P.S.S. you can get to know me without letting the world in (or end).
P.S.S.S. I am a safe place (I won’t ask you your secrets and I won’t guilt-trip you if you don’t love me the way I do you).
P.S.S.S.S. you know me, we’re one, like yin and yang. Sillies.
Polaroid
I want everybody to be you and when they’re not I’m destroyed
And that leaves me wondering what kind of blockage you’ve deployed
Because life is at a stop when it is life that I avoid
For every memory stored you are a mental polaroid
I don’t want this and I don’t want that
If it’s not you it’s not allowed to pass
This toll booth is closed, you must find another path
If the thought isn’t of you, I’m going to squash it flat
Now my heart is closed and nothings getting through
And all these other feelings have no revenue
Now my doctor claims skies aren’t the only thing that’s blue
Yet none of these pills kill my desires of you
© Delia Ross. 2019
OH MY EFFING GAWD right, so, Alexander Ebert is reading an entire book on the awesome app he created called Tuners (it’s kind of like Instagram or Facebook without the video or photos and is radio format for open communications about anything). I drop a wee bit of rhyme there, I’m shy. People freestyle. It’s awesome and FREE. Alex is about as unplugged as they come, he’s a genius and my muse. 🙂 He’s teaching me how to be human. Anyhoo, this book he’s reading called “The Untethered Soul” is teaching me some stuffs. Pretty amazing I enjoy still learning. So chapter 6 got me heated and I left some commentary on Tuners about it. But I also woke up and freestyle dropped this poem *giggles* cuz as of yesterday I was ready to pack it in and quit. Writing all together. And living too I think. Whatev. I’m emo. Sue me. Wouldn’t be the first time. “The grass was greener, the light was brighter, the taste was sweeter, with friends surrounding, the nights of wonder, forever and ever…” (and bonus points if you know that song). Oh, the poem is about that dude I like clearly (not Alex, duh). But how many of us do that; cling to something? A memory, a moment whether it is good or bad? And that actually prevents us from living in the now. Living in the now, allows life to flow and happen naturally. But when we cling to the past, or to a thought, we are blocking the energy of essentially everything else around us. And this is true so often, for so much. So to really appreciate life, we must strive to be in the now. ✌
Note to self: STOP CLINGING
P.S. I’ll update later with some links to Tuners.
P.S.S. And so the lesson is, stop clinging, live in the now, leave your heart open, allow energy to flow. And we decide this ourselves every moment of our lives. It’s up to you to live free. (Meditation helps to clean out negative energies, I use rock and stone).
Babel
The rush I feel is hyper-light travel
Any part of you is my chapel
I’d take you whole or as a sample
The lips on you make me gravel
And I’m hungry for the words you babel
© Delia Ross. 2019
Everything about him makes me superluminal, like BANG. I’ve never known hunger like this before.
Starlight
Love her wild
Leave her full
Touch her mild
You will see her form
She will make your indigo glow
She will carve out a chunk so you may have a root
She will give life to the lip
In her, you can grow
You can wallow
You can save your soul
Let her jump in and taste your desire
Infinity is deep
So is her reach
And the distance you keep
The only witness is love
We’ve got that as our teacher
Even your name ends with her
She brings on the rain that can make you clean
Crawl under her to feel something
Your seeds were planted for sprouting
The direction you’re going needs a little rerouting
The night is pierced with scars
The light is breaking through
The doubt is gone from you
Watch her twinkle too
© Delia Ross. 2019
Dirt
Got his hand on my throat with every word
Got his squeeze on my pump with every hurt
Got his eye on the prize if ever I’m sure
And with the right ingredients just maybe a cure
Got his hand on the ready to offer comfort
Got my mind on the question though maybe he answered
She’s got her nose in the air as if she’s the expert
And she cries for his heart like a rich man now beggared
Got his tongue on the bottle so maybe it slurred
And my outrage is written though normally censored
But he claims that he loves me and I’m certain she heard
And so I do my best to not blind her with dirt
© Delia Ross. 2019
Deliaology
So I write a bit of poetry
Do you think that makes you know me?
Or from what I drop in my story
You’re an expert at the knowing
So you think that I’m messed up
Or that you have a better cup
You scream “now” and watch me jump
Then disappear after I get hurt
You think you know me all so well
Because I let you see my hell
You think you know what rings my bell
Or if I smile I’m feeling well
You think you have me figured out
Or what to do to make me shout
That I’m unholy or too devout
Or that you made me take this route
You think I’m warm when I am cold
Or it’s the only story told
You think it wrong when I am bold
You pay with lies instead of gold
You think I’m high when I am crying
You think I live while I am dying
You think my love is undermining
Or that I’m never really trying
You think I’m strong when I am weak
I’ve got it all so you think
I don’t deserve what I seek
And you hear words I never speak
© Delia Ross. 2019
Queen of the Knight
You sit there idle
With eyes that cut through the night
To your own doubt a disciple
Then you repeat the cycle
As if frightened or incapable
Without, dream or sight
A tongue now insatiable
But never one replaceable
You watch with eyes of glass
Through the crack hides your light
As the hours quickly pass
Your regrets grow with mass
In her silhouette forms a mirror
Of a Queen and a Knight
Where he can feel her nearer
And her words run clearer
She is a patient Queen
With eyes in the Moonlight
With every command he grows more clean
Whatever his direction is where she will lean
Her heart is a sword
And a Queen never quits a fight
She gives him love as a reward
To find her,he needs to move forward
© Delia Ross. 2019
Truth Comes Hard
Truth came hard like thunder, the sky opened her eyes, flush with rage, she whipped across the night, striking melodies of discord, a witness to betrayal, an immediate downpour of reason, she licks blood from the spear of doubt, her shout echoes into the distant memory of what was, what ever could be, lies dance in ballerina shoes into neverland, but truth comes hard like thunder. I open my gates to her fury, for she is my sister and cry together we did.
© Delia Ross. 2019
Vessel
Tell me all you know
Run the hours late
Let’s see how far we can go
Open wide your window
Unlock your hearted gate
Ride the future slow
I am a vessel for your secrets
An alter or your priestess
A mobile stage for your weakness
A friend for when you need it
I can follow or be your guide
When you’re feeling lost inside
And be there if you need a ride
Anytime, I’ll be by your side
Unlike a shadow in the dark
I would never break your heart
I’ve been loyal from the start
I’ve been told love is an art
© Delia Ross. 2019
Feeling so inspired lately… ✌️
Kites
His words take me to such heights
Atmospheres I have never flown
In moments I am taking flights
Through fields of the unknown
My soul must look like the Northern Lights
I wonder if to him I glow
And if it is to me he writes
It’s not possible this I know
But that’s a doubt for different nights
When we’re flying over the Arctic Zone
His words as invitation invites
Thaw the places I have froze
For in his words I take deep plights
Blooming from the ashes where I’ve grown
The way his words in me incites
The rise of a feather, not the weight of stone
I take it in, I take the sights
My life less monochrome
Our souls tangled together like kites
My eyes engaged completely where you roam
© Delia Ross. 2019
Kinesis
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
Emotional Cargo
I wish I didn’t know what it is that I know
I’d stop myself from going down a path I never grow
Then I’d never sneer when I see an old photo
I’d never ever wonder who I’d be without the woe
I wish I didn’t know what it is that I know
I’d stop myself from packing all of this emotional cargo
I seem to carry it with me no matter where it is I go
I’d gladly give it to you but there’s no place left to stow
© Delia Ross. 2019
Gold Rush
His smile is a compass
Or lighthouse that guides me home
A permanent road where I’m free to roam
All enemies who enter he’ll crush
When I’m lost and all alone
I feel a sudden gentle brush
And smell a scent not like cologne
My senses ignite like a gold rush
He stands there like a stone
Fully aware he’s on his throne
My voice once loud now hush
Who needs flowers when your cheeks are flush
© Delia Ross. 2019
Off Radar
If you are the tide then I am the pebble underneath the soaring waves
You shape and move me in the most beautiful ways
I could get lost under your current for several days
Gone off radar though your path is one that saves
© Delia Ross. 2019
Made of Steel
Lay down your guards
I’ll lay down my shield
I’m not here to wound
To punish or kill
Distance can be measured in yards
There is still so much that I haven’t revealed
Place a new bet or just lay down your cards
Everything must be of our own free will
I’ve been getting drunk on the wrong boulevards
Spending time lost, crying and roaming the field
Most of the time I forget to send my regards
Too broken and shattered and trying to heal
Everyone warned me that life would be hard
Your death opened wounds that never have healed
I’m just a gal that most disregards
Or maybe they think we’re all made of steel
© Delia Ross. 2019
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