You must be an alchemist Changing storms into words Are your hands magic? Touching every part of me Do you practice divination? The way you see into my soul Your eyes must be crystal Casting spells of longing You have complete control I am just fire scrying Your flame dancing To your thunderous voice To your incantations Your ink must be supernatural Enchanting my entire existence For I do not remember life before your words The sun shines differently now I see only you Clawing at my door Wishing for something more I am her The one you wrote into existence Am I your favorite page? Or just a closed book collecting dust My cover torn and worn But aching for your magic Open me up once again Put flame into these bones Come back to my forests I am waiting for you Heal me with your lips Invoke me Give me life once more
Lost somewhere in his stratosphere (self portrait 5/26/2020)
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Why did you go? Where did you lead us? There are armies bleeding tears which swell and swallow whole moons Why did you take the light with you to leave us here to croon? My hope floats on fear all afternoon Sometimes the darkness is blinding And always there reminding It got you too soon Reason only comes in brigades of sorrow Where doubt peeks its head at tomorrow But cowers behind the window Why did you fall after the show? Now all the angels trow There are chains on the month of May The Earth pulling the days Our eyes are pulk You lost your way All the days are heavy Like heaven falling on its knee That’s where we plea Please don’t you leave! Where are the steps to find you? Our godfather of grunge Our black sun There is little truth in flame Are drugs to blame? You were the sun to somebody, everybody Every day We will remember your name I am the same Living decay Now where will the summer lead Where will the sun fade
Written for and dedicated to Chris Cornell of Soundgarden who died by suicide (poem and photo edits by me @poeeternal) RIP 💔💔💔
Chris Cornell (edit by me)Chris Cornell (edit by me)
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I saw him stargazing The way a painter stares at a blank canvas What wonders were revealed? Did he see me barefoot on my tippytoes reaching for his lips The way clouds summit a mountain? What hour caught him off guard What did he find? Fragments of my soul written for him in rhyme? Did he see us moving Like starlight in the sky?
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I once could feast on him but only from afar There are continents that separate our hope His smooth head has been polished by time I long to run my fingers over his kingdom But my feet are not wanted on his land That doesn’t stop the stars falling every night for his love The moon perched on fantasy His poems are auras in my soul God made it so The storms he brew in me Where will the rain fall now? Who will wash your feet? The way I’ve done after you’ve murdered me An outcast for mercy Forgiveness I cried Gullibility my only ally The gardens do not grow the way they used to Not since he banished hope All welcome but you need not apply You’re not worth my time The moment I died
My halls are haunted now By dreams that never came And all the things we could have done Are all that do remain
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I am not wanted on his side of the green And so moments are missing to never be seen But lines I’ll keep writing and say what I mean As forests keep growing with us in between And lost in the woods is hope it would seem
Sunlight won’t reach beyond regret And wishing for things you never will get When you have bet zero but still have a debt He says you are nothing but does with a sweat He says he’s not looking while eyes growing wet
And now vines contain our poetry And vessels of longing out on the sea My side of town he’s always burning Blaming the sun for how he’s yearning How he wants none if he can’t have all of me
Your words have sharp edges The tips are poison They pierce my skin like butter How easy they hit my heart You the Trojan Horse And your army of lies I dance for them like a buffoon Their laughter drowns my cries But still my head is to the moon I stare at wonder I remember hope It once was a playground I ran around with naivety They mock what they can’t control I am still free Going places with the stars They can’t touch me Words are arrows yes But feet are healing Truth my blanket Saturn knows and her rings Cracks upon my frozen face She knows That’s why her northern poles glow She’s crying, longing and cold But even wrongs need embraces And that’s why light-seconds existed Galaxies out there granting wishes I know more than you know
Were you planning a murder? You assemble letters and vowels like death Like the mercy you don’t harbor When I’m running out of breath
Did you know you’d be the executioner’s hand? Precisely in depth to know how it would land There’s a crater where my soul has bled Ashes where your words were tread
Did you plan a heist to gather the stardust? Were you aware I’d combust One tiny heart shattered As if it never mattered
There’s a dim dot glowing Where love was exposed There’s a heavy price knowing My soul decomposed
Where am I to go when your words are a maze They lead to heaven and purgatory Why do you leave pieces of your heart like breadcrumbs for me to find Did you mean to hold me in contempt The way starlight holds in my love for you I die over and over here What do you do with the pieces that break off me while carrying you A casualty of two You say you want me gone but won’t let me leave I’ve climbed every inch of these walls Blood holds them up now Coagulated and full of tears I almost saw the sun disappear forever But now confusion fills these halls I would die a thousand ways for you And have Sometimes my clouds block the view Oh, and I’m calling too “Over here, over here, see” But too many clouds wouldn’t let you do You stay so far from reach like the moon Getting close, getting closer, gone We live in the same galaxy But my escape velocity is you I nearly escaped but like an eclipse you appeared I can hear the trumpets bellow Or maybe my heart pounding under the mass of you Waking me from the nightmares you haunt I scream and hear endless echoes “Please just let me die” And die I do only to be born again crying “Please just let me die” I don’t know what’s dream or reality anymore But can hell be any more real than now? You stripped me of my wings You plucked me of my feathers You tell me I’m no good You say I’m broken anyhow Then kick me while I’m down You grab me by the throat Drag me up with your claws in my vein You say I stench of love And spit in my face You scold me and tell me there’s nothing to love here So I believe you and stop loving myself Please just let me die…
Block the cold winds blowing from the north Frozen in time mistakes keep you from moving forth Like the heavy winds from the north You stop and weap Holding down a crumbling fort Eight days a week You carry regret like a torch Reminder: time is short
After midnight poetry. Stuff in my head.
Open quarters Small circles Blown mortars Follow orders Closed borders Such horror
All blurs No cures Blood pours More tours Four doors His wars
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I propose love’s not a theory. But the person I’m growing into is because of him. My light shines because of him. My dark knight.
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Quarantine day # I forgot. Isolation wearing me down. And these boring ass snapchat filters. Planning a field trip to the grocery store soon. How exciting. I can get pictures of the shopping aisles. Woo hoo.
Are you around in secret Haunting me out of sequence For love there is no treatment And pain I seem to keep it For you are my weakness
My heart you just keep squeezing Haunting me throughout the seasons Though my heart is always freezing And why I love you there’s so many reasons I can’t fight the endless feelings My heart is yours for treason
I feel like I’ve loved you a lifetime and yet a lifetime is still not long enough to love you.
Love in a time of quarantine Could go on loving you forevers. Forever yours.If only forever wasn’t so far away. And you.
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The scars on my veins a reminder of pain The courage just to continue each day Cuz living with depression is living under chain You may call me crazy but I’m rather quite sane
The days are heavy and I haven’t any strength Every foot forward the deeper I sink The treatments are barbaric and push me to the brink Every other year I’ve got another kind of shrink
Sending some love hehe (in case you forgots)Hi’sI had therapy today and I don’t regret it. My first ponytail since the 1600s. Some of my biggest mistakes were haircuts. And ponytails?
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I mean, I sat down to write a non-rhyme so I could describe an energetic kiss but then ‘lace’ appeared and non-rhyme was done for… sorry not sorry.
If I ever stop dreaming of his kiss I will fucking die…
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So, I’ll write something with a particular word and then bam she pops up doing the same on her blog. So, I’ll post a particular image on Instagram, and bam she pops up on hers doing the same. And I’m tired of watching him thumbs up her while ghosting me. I’ve blocked them both now. I’m sick of being used and abused so he can sit back and convince all the other girls that I’m the fucking problem while they all laugh about me behind my back. Yet they all stalk me. I’M SICK OF WANTING TO FEEL LIKE I WANT TO DIE. ONTO HATING HIM AND EVERYONE HE KNOWS. HE’S BEYOND CRUEL. I JUST WANT SOME POSITIVE SUPPORT, WHICH I WORK HARD FOR AND DESERVE RECOGNITION FOR!!!!
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She’s a fucking dilettante and he gives her all the reward. 🖕🖕
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I dream colors of grey, blue, and red My eyes open and see you instead Every image is turned into you Can’t escape your gravity no matter what I do
How the greys simply tug on my heart And your blue keeps me from falling apart How your red is like the blood in my vein And your voice is the thunder and the rain
I climbed a mountain but there was nothing at the top I kept on going when the others cheered I’d flop I kept on smiling even when I had to stop I swear I love him even more than what I thought
I turn around and he’s collecting all I’ve dropped I leave him messages underneath the rock I thought he hates me but we’ve never even fought We keep on eyeing each other like a hawk
You know that feeling when someone is watching you? And so you turn your head and catch someone staring a hole through you? Now move that into the virtual world and include ghosting. I can’t quantify or verify with absolute proof, but I swear he’s burning a hole straight through the fabric of my soul. We’re in hell, so I can’t turn around but I feel him on my back. And I leave him clues in my words. I live in his words. And I have a brain injury so sometimes I can’t separate fantasy from reality. And I don’t care anymore. Love Is Love. (And I stare a hole through his existence too. I feelhim).Tethered.
” I always feel like somebody’s watching me / like I’m part of their property..”
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So, it is a song in my head. Therefore it is lyrics. I’m songwriting. Cuz this social distancing is even getting to my introversion. Now that the public beaches are closed to the public, I wanna go. What they gonna do? Arrest me? Pff go ahead. I need some kink in my life. Or excitement. I can just play stupid. It helps to be cute and innocent with a bit of devil. I’m like the perfect combo. They can’t resist my smile and silliness. 🙂 I’m seriously going to the beach tomorrow. Might be going to jail. I’m boreeeddddddd
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It’s been a minute since I’ve shared one of these, half broken dreams and poetry. It’s like I’m ripping apart from the seams. Go ahead, take a piece of me.
How foolish to believe he could love a girl like me A girl who’s good and full of integrity How stupid to think I had any charm I’m just a girl avoiding harm
But the sun it never sleeps And my heart it always weeps But the secrets that you carry Are too much for one to bury
I am hard on the edges Always hanging off of ledges He is soft as a peach A heart enriched and simply sweet
He is a moving sea Wrapped up in poetry The way it moves with me So gently
The emptiness settles over me like fog rolling over hills and mountains…
If only he’d given us a chance, we might have got it right.
He’s like a midnight haunting I’m always wanting The way he taunts me It’s like he wants me
Taking off my clothes on some days is harder than facing an enemy with a bomb…
SelfieSelfie
Their tongues instantly went in orbit around each other.
He has a different touch It’s not layered with thorns And underneath his surface There isn’t any horns
Her lips turn centuries The way he lets her hang onto forever She burns like midnight oil But like a wildfire let her burn Then the seeds will come
You just sit there letting yourself harden Where is your heart then May I still tend?
You, you are home Your words my magic kingdom Your mind a wicked garden Your voice my heart’s beacon
Why does she get all of the reward?
She’s putting lipstick on her cracks As she crawls around his back Any love for her I lack
I am married to doubt My tears falling devout Like rain coming down a sprout I’m given out
Danger here be the heart. All poetry be in my veins.
It comes at me like three round burst The anxiety is getting worse The loss of hope is where it hurts
History is going to be written whether we succeed or fail.
Keep your heart open they say But now uninvited guests have come to stay
Condemnation building like condensation.
Truth bites and barks like a rabid dog I pretend there is life in the lie Reason knocks hurrily like he’s got somewhere to be I told him to get lost I drowned him with liquor
I love you… do you ever think I’m worthy of love too? I’m lonely. Aren’t you?
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I give a little still they need a lot I swing for gold but miss my shot I pull the thread, they tie the knot I turn around then lose my spot
I bust through fears like it’s a door I’m exposing things I haven’t before I’ve been wandering for ages lost on his shore And I’m terrified our country is headed for war
Many are choices yet few we can choose And I wonder just really who could fit these shoes And I gave him my word and he gave me the blues And I gave him my heart now there’s nothing to lose
Been stumbling around and lost in a maze And I’m choking on fumes that came from his blaze Yet no matter how he hurts me the love always stays Maybe I’m just broken and desperate for his praise
I hear so much chatter but there’s nothing people say Yet ask them where they’re going they’ll get back another day And I really give my all, that’s just the price we pay It’s like we’re skipping first base and heading straight for the freeway!!
Sometimes I think a bridge is there for me to jump And an ocean is a gully where all my hope has sunk Sometimes I’m wise and knowing and other times I’m drunk But mostly these days I rarely give a fuck
Patience is a virtue and some don’t know the drill If silence is really golden, I am searching still He is just a sleeping lion ready for the kill And she is just a tool to help him seal the deal
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His soul is like a soothing surf And I can’t get enough But I’m crashing around his hidden turf Like where the tide is rough I get so tired like near giving up But then he shows his worth
He’s there but he isn’t but he is Like the heart I’m missing cuz it’s his And all this need for truth and accuracy keeps me caged But underneath the lying they’re all the same
I watch the needle shred the rope away And minute by hour my hope will fade It’s like I’m drowning on the words you always say And I don’t know if I can make it another day
It’s like I’m pleading and I’m bleeding through my rhyme And I’m screaming and I’m needing you all the time My eyes keep leaking as the sun will rise The devils’ always dancing to our cries
He thinks he needs them though they never satisfy Yet one thought of me will make him high He keeps me condemned to these tears I cry And neither of us know how to say goodbye
Everything about them is second best And he keeps my heart on house arrest It’s like my compass is always pointing midwest My feet are walking but they’re never blessed
My mind could end it, my heart won’t quit And others tell me he isn’t it The message broken, it won’t transmit I’m trekking on, even if frostbit
I would move a mountain to feel his touch I’ve cried an ocean, guess it really ain’t much I know we’re both in hell that’s my clearest view You can say you love them it isn’t true
Maybe one day you won’t hide your head in shame Maybe one day you won’t treat love as a game Maybe one day you’ll feel proud of your name But if that day never comes I still love you the same
It’s a funky rhyme. I feel like a living dead ghoul….obsessed or maybe possessed. My rhyme testimony to my last living will…and the powerful dread of unrequited love. Don’t worry, we all die one way or the other, but this way is the worst.
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I felt the sound of his voice crawling through my lonely bones He trickled down these dusty pipes His voice echoing around my bends Washing away where I’ve been There’s a slight pause between what is now and what was then Choices are graveyards that will cost you your zen You’re at it again
When the silence comes it forms in tears But the way he kisses my dreams it brings comfort to my fears And maybe it’s been him I’ve been missing all these years So I clutch to the now in case he disappears
His voice is that light that trickles through the woods And he’s not knocking on my door to sell me any goods And his face is clear it’s not hiding under hoods And the messages direct, not misunderstood
He is the calm of the wave pulling me in A warm breeze of serenity Letting him bask under my skin Lingering lingering in him
A mid-morning freestyle that went from a non-rhyme to a rhyme ‘cuz I’m out of control… (and so is my hair)
6 AM Saturday morning snaps + poem6 AM Saturday morning snaps + poem = thinking of him
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My eyes are besotted Though even while closed he remains Either shadow or color A gentle lover I look up As if I’m stargazing And he’s always there to find me I like to rest between his heart beats My ears catch his whispers Chemical energy in the touch The way his fingers trace my lips And erase centuries of loneliness His kiss must be the holy grail I have fallen from heaven for this I heard his deep call It pierced the woods and the wounds I was no longer winter But a bloom That warmth is life And I a parasite for his love Or sweet sugar The way his words leak down my spine God says it’s alright Did you hear destiny skipping by I couldn’t help but stop and giggle If you let wonder have a sleepover You might wake to find surprise
I was going to write a non rhyme, and then I was going to write a rhyme, and then I decided to write a non rhyming rhyme and thus this poem formed… but I like how it turned out. Do you? 🤔
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His failures are beautiful strokes of lightning The waterfall running A beautiful warning A star still forming A winter mourning
He falls like icebergs crumbling in the sea A white snowfall covering the trees The wind in the evening as you finally feel the breeze A moment of reckoning that brings you to your knees
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Okay, initially I freestyle wrote this as a non-rhyme, but then tweeked it into a rhyme because he’s worth it. I really couldn’t get around the double word in the first 2 lines, so they remained untouched and as is. They were the basis for the entire poem. He’s my muse so he is a prompt. Like, just the mere sight of him. But then you should listen to the things he will say, or how his body will move. And I’ve lived all over the world, seen all kinds of boys, but none like him. He’s a miracle. Anyhoo, it’s just a poem, don’t freak out, I’m just writing what I see. He’s a lighthouse in the dark. I wanna focus on the light. It’s now after 4 AM. Another “after midnight poetry series”, I should make that a thing.
The light cast a web of shadows and doubt Losing time trying to figure it out Forging through worry with rarely a shout Aging like oak and bitter like stout Hardened inside with lines showing drought Incomplete circles with no love about Roots growing weaker with every new route Clinging to hate though loving devout Feeling so lonely while lost in a crowd Busting down rules where I’m not allowed Wishing for once I hadn’t figured it out The trouble with eyes they come with a mouth The problem with fate it comes with a vow I’d gift forgiveness but I don’t know how I’d run today but I am still bound You’d look away but you’re still around Looking in others what we already found Feeling uneasy but knowing not what to do now
Whatever’s burning is ash
Smoldering versions of failure
Suits wearing a different behavior
But they all smell of traitor
Take a heart and stir it up
It never really mattered much
The bigger the fish, the bigger the bite
The brighter the truth, the lesser the sight
Whatever’s burning is trash Lying, denying, the awful mistakes The crying, the trying, the hope that it takes Love was caught speeding, so I turned on the brakes
Take the flesh and deny it touch
Love was never here to adjudge
Free the sin, accuse the judge
Broken and shattered watch them begrudge
Out there on the horizon
A glimpse of redemption
While crawling over ice thinning
And tethers strained from the tension
As the distance slowly lengthens
Where the darkness comes to listen
Reflections rarely glisten
Just a sight of mostly deception
And fragile connections
No regrets for him I’m guessing
And I failed another lesson
Thinking love was a blessing
Not another interception
Not a secret obsession
Gifting only depression
His attention another direction
I get no affection
Not even a chance for selection
Just a ghost in another dimension
And my hate for him I’ll mention
Over and over in confession
With or without aggression
I’m at peace in this session
Writing bygones and rejection
What again was the question?
If shame were a crime, you reached perfection
Now go focus on another erection
And you better get tested for infection
Because you’ll stick it wherever there is exception
How much pussy is in your collection?
Disgusting vile worthless tool with zero potential
It takes alot of strength to be a good person
It takes alot of steel to not make it worsen
It takes alot of fuel to keep the flames burnin’
It takes alot of prayer to never feel a burden
So you shed another skin and you’re mending up your heart
It’s been patched so many times that it keeps falling apart
Make it up the hill before his love can depart
Climbing all this time, I guess it wasn’t very smart
Lay down my rifle, lay down my pen
Take a breath, count to ten
I’ll give forgiveness just don’t ask when
I still search for peace though I’ve lost all my zen
It takes a lot of dark to appreciate the day
But when you make it through there’s no reason left to stay
What does the hero do when he’s only come to pray
What does the writer write when there’s nothing left to say
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