The trouble with forever
It happens rarely ever
They put it in a letter
Then say that it is treasure
The trouble with forever
It happens next to never
They promise you less error
Then leave in stormy weather
The trouble with forever
For worse or for better
At first they give you pleasure
Then the rest is only terror
The trouble with forever
It feels light as a feather
It promises only leisure
But it’s gone once there’s pressure
© Delia Ross. 2019
Words like the finest silk
Words to comfort like mama’s milk
Never condensed but fully whole
That’s why he occupies my whole soul
Moments like tender fingertips
And so I keep going over it
I wear it however it will fit
I put it in my heart and see how it slips
© Delia Ross. 2019
It was like into a black hole my life was ejected
If pain had been running for presidency, it would have been elected
Now when I’m on my knee the pain feels more infected
Now when I think of you my heart feels more congested
Will you ever tell me why my heart was not accepted?
Will you take all my love and put it in a necklace?
© Delia Ross. 2019
I guess you could say we are acquainted
We had similar falls, our wings are tainted
But now I am older and my sins have faded
And though it’s been decades, Lu has gladly waited
He knows I don’t like him coming around these quiet parts
But that doesn’t stop Lu from having a heart-to-heart
He may own the land but I have the right to depart
But the places I am going, may require some charts
He never knocks, he just enters the room
And my temperament goes from glad to gloom
The air gets colder as it’s filled with doom
I turn away and mumble, “I don’t wanna talk with you”
Lu takes a seat and starts whistling, “What I’m about to tell you might be chilling”
As I was headed to the door proudly not listening,
Lu started hissing
My step slowed and nearly faltered
From the snake gripping down under
And now the moment felt awkward
As I wondered this time what Lu offered
The thing we had most in common was our grin
Which is odd, given that, it should be sin
But when it comes to purity, I’m the best that’s ever been
And I heard him hissing “favorite” with the moonlight shining in (he’s at it again)…
To be continued…!?!
© Delia Ross. 2019
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What am I but skin and bones
A kingdom of right and wrongs
A street of worry and heavy are each stone
Once his muse, now a girl who moans
Watch how he exits and dethrones
He hasn’t a backbone
What am I but a bruise that won’t heal
And to his lies I won’t back down and kneel
And to his demise just a fifth wheel
And why I’m the scapegoat I’ve no idea
There is no resolution, there is no choice
There is no evidence of a voice
Now pull the plug but don’t rejoice
His love is simply white noise
© Delia Ross. 2019
He takes my mistakes and spins it like thread; And out from the web the finest dread
He takes my regret and puts it in the fire; And out of the pit come my worst desire
He takes my shame and puts it on his feet; And next thing you know he’s down the street
He takes my love and puts it on his mantle; Then he swears protection on his broken angel
© Delia Ross. 2019
Years passed on and he always wondered how she got on with her life
But one evening, word finally returned, she ended her life that night
When he asked of her body, her grave, they said it was the ocean
She was never recovered from the boat she jumped, “there wasn’t a note son…”
© Delia Ross. 2019
So, thank you so much for 25,000 visits to this here blog cuz it just surpassed 25K! Woah. I wanted to write a 50 word short story in poetry format and since it’s October or nearly Halloween, I went with a death/ horror theme. I wanted to see how much impact I could give a poem with as little information about the characters as possible. I wanted there to be a sense of doom but also a feeling of empathy and unresolved questions. Like, did it make you wonder what happened to them? Just like he wondered all those years what happened to her. Did he imagine she was better off without him? Did he wonder if she was happy all those years? Does it make you wonder who they were to each other? Did you feel sad or gutted for him receiving such tragic news? Did you feel empathy or loss for him? Could you feel the mood or “put yourself in his shoes”?
By the way, I didn’t count the “the”, “and”, or “a”.
Can you write a 50 word short story too? I challenge you to do so, and brownie points if you can pull it off in poetry format. It doesn’t have to be a Halloween or horror theme, but if you’re up for the double challenge? I’m sure these 50 word short story thingys exist but I just came up with the idea of doing one in poetry format and Halloween themed. If my little story moved you, hit that like button or drop me a comment. And definitely let me know if you do the challenge. 👻👻👻
He said my love is poison
But I’ve only ever loved him
Spaces for him were in the deep wide open
As I made room to let love in
I may be in pieces, it’s true I’ve been broken
But I glued them together and now I’m bespoken
As for my heart, it was returned from where it was stolen
And my feelings for you are deeper than any ocean
© Delia Ross. 2019
Take me from this dark and lead me to your pastures
Lifeless is this arc, where I only form disasters
Open is my heart for you to come and capture
Softly is our start, if you could start our chapter
You won’t need a chart, if you point your compass, where my love gathers
© Delia Ross. 2019
Atone? She scoffed, her wings curled in and the tips had frost
And then from the distance and frigid past, a noise of an entry, he returned at last
And the shockwaves and ripples, commenced, standing on emptiness
She sighed, “what did you forget”?
“…that I’m in, one hundred percent”, he replied
© Delia Ross. 2019
I don’t really know what to call this thing but it was just something I was feeling cuz feelings happen in the now…
Oh she reads your poems twice
That must be rather nice
I live by its creed
Your written word my seed
But it’s her you like
So I stay out of sight
© Delia Ross. 2019
Take the thread
Take the needle
Stitch the lip
Near the middle
Words be gone
Words be evil
Tongue the reason
I hate people
Take the lie
Wrap it civil
Make her feel
Less than equal
Eye be blind
To every freedom
Eye be closed
To those deceitful
© Delia Ross. 2019
My heart feels like iron
The weight of love measured
It sits with an anchor unstirred
In the center of an ever drying desert
My heart feels the gravity of burden
No hope or pill will cure it
The ache laid down its verdict
One heart remained imperfect
© Delia Ross. 2019
I keep a little nightlight turned on inside me called hope
I allow it to guide me when the dark is too blinding
When my knees are turned in and I am unable to cope
When moments are bleak and I require unwinding
It seems these days are darker than most
You say you understand but you don’t
You say you could help but you won’t
And Depression Isle is my favorite coast
Stability, what a fucking current you are
Ability, like a wave, I might get far
Tranquility, is a rather distant star
Humility, is as visible as a scar
You can find a trail of mistakes behind my depression
And their opinions of me you’ll find are open sessions
And the life I am living they’ll act like they can question
And it’s nearly impossible to form any real kind of connections
So I keep a little light turned on in me called hope
And on days of decline I grip it like rope
And it seems every hour I am on a slope
And it’s hard to believe I am alone on this globe
© Delia Ross. 2019
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The lies I was eating too, were all mislabeled
Feelings that could not be swallowed, pushed under the table
The love she was selling you, have clogged your cables
Caring now a fortune and something I’m just not able
Annoyance like a vine and it creeps and entwines
If happiness were a choice they would all still decline
It seems so obvious but they require written signs
Apophis now a decade out from the end-of-times
Life’s so very short but they still won’t understand
And if they wake up now they might feel something grand
And it will be too late when she comes to kiss this land
And if that doesn’t work, well, death has other plans
© Delia Ross. 2019
Life is short, love now… MORE LOVE. The world needs more love. I don’t have time for anything else.
Will you remember me when the pages are torn from the book
Six feet under is the only direction to look
After I have taken you to places you rarely go
And I make you confront things you’d rather not know
Will you change a picture for a face?
Reduce 3 to 1 and find embrace
Will you remember the love when I haven’t a voice
And never forget I hadn’t a choice
You and me we are one map
The threads of fate now overlap
Like a Figure 8 we’re meant to last
The amount of love is in the vast
The need is deeper than the Grand Canyon
There is no answer to the question
And yet I rush in to fill the sea
And only you can stop the need
Alpha Omega, yin and yang
Together our force, the big bang
I’m Niagara Falls, falling for you
And I love every layer of you too
© Delia Ross. 2019
I just sat down and freestyle spilled this out and probably could of kept going cuz the love is infinite and endless but it needed to be said…
I love him and it is not pretend
In fact, it is growing louder within
Many nights have passed with my compass facing him
Many dreams are dreamt where the road of him begins
Many moons have passed with him underneath my skin
Every poem he crafts – has the voice of – a thousand violins
© Delia Ross. 2019
He has heaven in his eyes but he will show you the abyss
You can call him by his name though he may not answer by it
For he is blind to his reflection and unaware of his own existence
But I would recognize him anywhere, in any mask, for he is hard to miss
He has iron in his touch and heavy is the one to hold the fist
Building foundations of regret from the lips of a poet
And softly does he roam all the roads of my heart and spirit
© Delia Ross. 2019
Deeper deeper deeper, she said
Beware, there’s demons everywhere
In the underworld, keep your eyes ahead
Once you go, don’t look back, or I’m dead
And the pain will never stop circling
Your life will always be full of dread
Keep your eyes on the prize instead
Or Hades will keep me prisoner by his bed
Don’t look back, cuz you won’t find me there
© Delia Ross. 2019
I wrote this a while back but never thought it good enough to share…
I am a bit like a supernova when he looks at me
My mass becomes unstable and I start ejecting
My knees become weak while my soul brightly shining
Every particle is lit up for my king –
15 solar masses all at once firing
© Delia Ross. 2019
Take my fears to the lands where they cannot hide
Take the lies to the clouds where I say goodbye
Keep my hope buried deep in his mountainside
Hide my love in the deserts where I cannot confide
Watch my tears grow longer than the Nile
And deep does it go my denial
My doubt standing erectile
Got my shadow in exile
Down here in this maze of lows
The number 0 is what he chose
I swim his river of woes
Like it’s the only direction I’ll ever know
© Delia Ross. 2019
When I take your hand
Don’t let it slip like quicksand
When I look into your eye
Don’t take us to a road where we divide
When I feed you truth
Just know it keeps my youth
And when I do pretend
It’s the only reality I recommend
My love was born for your journey
We can take it slow or we can hurry
When you find me underneath your swollen rainbow
I’ll kiss you so good it’ll make the time slow
© Delia Ross. 2019
Always faithful to the departed
So much fear we have guarded
How do we stop it
Dearly discarded
I know you’re not heartless
Don’t come at me halfhearted
At least finish what you started –
And I’ll weaken you where you hardened
I’ll show you what’s awarded
Once everything gets sorted
© Delia Ross. 2019
Maybe my regret is a thorn in a rose
Or maybe second chance is the hand that he shows
Down here in his chambers, are the darkest meadows
And where we both are heading, only he knows
I will spiral downward, until he breaks my resolve
The further from ascension, the more that we evolve
When pressured for a reason, the question goes unsolved
Leave guessing in the season, where doubt cannot unthaw
Though careful we are treading, through the meddling, of never giving up
And heavy was the worry where our picture could not develop
And leaning on our shoulder was the ear of the devil
And facing in the mirror was an angel who fell from heaven
With eyes that burn for him with loyalty
Though she’ll never know it, his heart is her property
Both married to the darkness as if it’s the only deity
Yet somewhere in the fall, she had found her divinity
© Delia Ross. 2019
His divine right of suffering
King of the weepings
Destroyer of the weaklings
Master of your feelings
Mirrors on the ceilings
Where doubts keep repeating
And devils roam these evenings
Angels bow for healings
Desperate for his feedings
Mercy stops the bleeding
Will follow where he’s fleeting
His darkness as a greeting
Doom is where he’s leading
Every day keeps repeating
Nothing stops the needing
Where love is now receding
Where I’ve lost my meaning
He’ll never stop my dreaming
An enemy to your pleading
Your crime for ever seeking
The secrets he ain’t leaking
His patience nearly peaking
His angel never speaking
Whatever keeps him grieving
He gives what he’s receiving
Though neither want for leaving
© Delia Ross. 2019
On a whim, had to go freestyle, so many feels…and therapeutic. ✌️
He gnawed on my soul until all that was left was a core of longing. And the seeds within were filled with his haunting. And like an apple being pulled by his gravity, I kept falling. He will take bites without ever warning.
© Delia Ross. 2019
I wish it was this galaxy but his desire is far from me. Take my love and tie it to a tether, throw it in the eternal, because I’ll love you forever.
© Delia Ross. 2019
Taking the long journey alone
It was quite heavy lifting the stone
But alas it’s done and I’m on my own
And it’s so black, I have lost my home
Is this life or just a tomb
Is there no forgiveness for the things I do
Is there not a seat for me in this room
Is there any reason for the things I assume
Are my eyes open or are they closed
I thought I heard agreement so who opposed
Did the page turn or decompose
Why were the actual risk never disclosed
Is this pain based on reality
Why does it still hurt when I dream
Why do my eyes leak when I bleed
Why am I not anything they ever need
I know I’m not her and I never was
But if you’ll excuse me I need more gauze
It’s going to take a lot to cover the flaws
And every time I fall someone does applause
Every single hour I go through change
But when I turn around everything’s the same
I guess it’s not important to love the strange
And when it comes to me I don’t have a name
I still have love for him on the inside
I said I didn’t need him but I really lied
And there for a moment I felt alive
But it was just a trick of the night
Not even a demon could love this creature
My only goal was to make his life richer
But as it turns out I am just a creeper
And I’m not capable of giving him fever
Now I have this love and don’t know what to do
I thought I was a diamond or in his heart a jewel
I thought he was my knight, come to save me too
But when it comes to my life I had the wrong value
© Delia Ross. 2019
Ravage me with a hundred different kisses
Point your love at me so it never misses
Touch me, so I may grant your deepest wishes
Come on baby, give me all of your inches
© Delia Ross. 2019
I could run along the meadows where I’m wild and free
I could run into the ages until he’s tired of watching me
I can erase all the shadows where the light can never reach
I can remove all the lessons that he ever failed to teach
I should grow a tongue that has better speech
I would dance away the loneliness with every aching hour
I would step with hope and fill him with a love that gives him power
I will let him trample over me collecting each wildflower
I will let him pull the weeds from me that make me feel a coward
I am growing every second where I feel his light encounter
© Delia Ross. 2019
Oh dear gates of sorrow, pass me through!
I bow and give it all to you
My remorse is as full as the Moon
The way it shines, I shine for you too
Because your light still reaches truth
And when it comes to loving you
It can never be too soon
Oh my longing is as warm as the Sun!
And when it reaches me, I come undone
The way he teaches me, as if I’m the only one
And if ever facing regret, there isn’t none
And when it comes to life, you make me burn
And if I see your eyes, my own brighten
If you change your mind, I’m never done
© Delia Ross. 2019
He stands on the shore with an expression on his face resembling shame
It’s as if, by looking at me, I have the power to make him clean
The blue in his eyes faded, at precisely the moment, I withdrew
The hour came down so heavy, the moment that he knew
He stands as if his arms are holding all the pain
Or a brace, for the fall, it is certain after all
For I’m on a ship he never seems to reign
And I’m watching him with eyes that never strain
Looking back though, I never meant to blame
I feel my face harden, my cheeks a rosey garden, my tears now offer pardon
Because you brought my life its value
And as the waves start to accrue, just like my love for you, no matter what you do, so with a sigh or two, I slowly come unglue, because I’m not exactly sure what to do
And my only thought is how I need you too…
© Delia Ross. 2019
For him, I’ll never stop wishing on a star
And so I cling on, to every poem, as if it were his hand or his very kiss reaching from the dark
For you, I keep your rhyme in my mind like a dreamcatcher hanging to keep out the harm
And so I place them in the very center of my heart
For me, your words are my only creed
And so I place them in between my every heartbeat
For us, the moments are worth every dream
And so I rest my eyes, behind the sorrow and cries and convince myself it’s exactly what I need
For her, I pray she finds her own feet
And so I settle my rage and then remember my age and offer her some shelter from the sea
For all involved, it’s a treacherous land
And so I shine a light, and pass up the fights, and offer my best apology
But for only you, my longing never is through
And so my love expands every dimension and every galaxy
© Delia Ross. 2019
What things I must do to incur his wrath
What distances he slings me to see if I’m attached
And then he sticks around to see what wounds are hatched
He collects the pools of blood and in he takes a bath
What deeds have I done to make him pull the leather
I take a step back but still he shows his antler
I told him I was sick but that I’m seeing clearer weather
I told him I was sorry and I made it all in error
How costly are my ways when I feel him pushing me
Then he takes an arrow and he shoots me in my knee
Then he takes a word and will kiss it where it bleeds
He drops a bag of coins like Judas on the spree
I can never tell if he is being nice or sinister
Still I confess to him like he is my minister
And I don’t know why he wants me feeling this insecure
Or why he is the one guy who makes me feel so miniature
What sorrows come down when I do misbehave
I always act a child when I haven’t had my way
But he knows exactly what it is that I crave
And every button pushed makes me more of his slave
I guess my sins were plenty
For his love for me is empty
© Delia Ross. 2019
Sometimes he’s like a bull, he can only see the red
And he cannot form a thought, when it’s her that’s in his head
And he cannot figure out, how to remove the friend that’s in his bed
And I swear she’s so devout, she won’t give him any space to tred
© Delia Ross. 2019
I’m kinda sorta glad I’m just an unknown soldier
Some may know my name but not what’s on my shoulder
You may say you’re sorry but that won’t bring me closure
You may say you love me but your actions turn you over
I’m kind of sort of glad I’m only a warrior
In a sense, to you all, I am still a foreigner
I have spent months in boots where the stars were my chauffeur
And without a moment’s notice I could be back with her
I’m really sort of glad I only own my freedom
And though I may love him I don’t really need him
And it won’t cost me much to bandage where I’m bleeding
In fact, I can disappear, without needing a reason
Though many have asked I’m glad I never married
I guess the reasons why they always have varied
Those were the roads I never saw journeyed
That sort of thinking was long ago buried
I’m really sort of glad I can just disappear
With the flip of a switch I could be out of here!
You wouldn’t have an address or know if I was near
Your words would have no magic to lure me in here dear
I’m really sort of glad I don’t have many regrets
I made a couple dollars and I made a couple debts
I have never been divorced and I own all my assets
You may look at me as poor but I’m as good as it gets
I’m really sort of glad that I’ve got eyes where I can see
And when it comes to young girls you go in a frenzy
I never understood what you ever saw in me
I’m just an unknown soldier, broken at the knee
© Delia Ross. 2019
He says I’m just a game and poison with an anchor
He beats around the bush and never gives an answer
He claims I’m a fairytale or worse just a cancer
I never was his muse and I fill them both with laughter
So I do my best to ease the bruise and respond with some candor
© Delia Ross. 2019
What temples I will build for you to worship
A depth in me for you to go the furthest
With breath that repeats with innocence that it’s urgent
Permission always written in these verses
What skin I’d shed to allow for the unspoken
What thoughts I’d free to let in all your potion
What chains I’d climb to feel the moment hoping
That every mark from you breaks my soul open
© Delia Ross. 2019
You have something of mine
I have something of yours
It is labeled shrine
And should stop the wars
It has a sign
With open doors
Windows bleed sunshine
Love through our corridors
With the will of the divine
We come with some broken floors
But we were made to align
Calm are the coming shores
It is the way we were designed
Gone are the hours of roars
When I fell out of line
Fate is written in our cores
And so my heart to you I resign
Your love is stored in my memoirs
You are my forever valentine
© Delia Ross. 2019
Watch me grow
As I go
Watch me flow
The current of reason
Denial is so last season
You’re down the landslide
I can’t be by your side
It’s where my love died
The moment you told lies
You’re not mysterious
You are a landslide
A soul without conscience
Dead end roads on a fault line
Using your sickness to capsize
Maybe a standup guy by sunrise
Then again, this is real life
And you’ve got that on standby
Or maybe it best if you just drink a load of cyanide
I came, I seen, I saw you fall
With the landslide
I can’t be by your side
That’s where my love died
The moment your eyes lied
You were disqualified
You’re not mysterious
Monsters are easily identified
You’re just a living carcass
No matter, no fuss!
© Delia Ross. 2019
He pushed me to lands that were unknown inside me
Mountains evolved from my limbs that were binding
Heart was renewed by the hand that was guiding
Tongue was replenished with warmth that was hiding
Vision was given to eyes that were unseen
Life had been missing since I was just a teen
Now as I stand with a purpose and a dream
Although just a peasant he treats me as a queen
© Delia Ross. 2019
Let me just write as I see
Without form, elegance or rule
Let me pass them over to you
A gift or curse, I know not anymore
They are not here to ridicule
But I kissed them all just so
That they might fill the sadness
And remove the space for madness
That you may find some light for you to grow
So from my soul I give you seed
It comes with all the things you need
And you won’t need to feel so insecure
This is our holy hour
Love for only you to devour
What other reason need there be?
I am there and you are here with me
So take the ache now from the lead
And spill with ink these words instead
(And make them last permanently)
I love you most so step back from the edge
And now is all the time we ever get
It’s best you come down from the ledge
And remove me from your pages of regret
Erase the wound, under the Moon
Remember that I’ll see you soon
I’ll be around when you want to resume
Our love is sheltered from doom
© Delia Ross. 2019
Well there it is, the color of truth
It matches all the hues of you
You evoke in me the spirit of youth
And shadows dance amongst you too
Wherever you smile an enemy withdrew
Flower power any hour in your avenue
© Delia Ross. 2019
He speaks to me through his pen
He’s much better at it than I’ve ever been
I am so lost without him
Don’t wanna feel again
Don’t want love from other men
Just need answers of why and when
If I can’t be number 1, can I be ten?
Is there no place for me then?
© Delia Ross. 2019
Do you ever regret building my wall?
Do you ever feel anything at all?
Are you even aware of what you lost?
Can you feel the weight of its cost?
Are you proud of the pain you caused?
The red flags raised and lines you crossed?
The bridges burned, the lies you craft
Did you all, have a good laugh?
I gave you love, you fed me wrath
I still dwell in the aftermath
© Delia Ross. 2019
I found his sadness then I made a home
I saw his sadness and it felt like my own
I found a place where it seemed I belong
I took his darkness and gave him a dawn
I shook the foundation where he wasn’t growing
It’s possible that he hates me for knowing
I gave him love and it keeps on flowing
I gave him gardens where life wasn’t showing
I saw his eyes and then I saw the light
Hidden underneath the fear of his night
Given away to the prayers I recite
To give him hope with each word that I write
I saw his shame and then extended my hand
I reached for miracles where it wasn’t my land
I extended patience where it failed to expand
He gives me meaning that I don’t understand
I’m just a girl who made his sadness my own
Now I fear I’ve been left all alone
I roam his lands of the infinite unknown
I’d fly away but my wings have been sewn
© Delia Ross. 2019
He moves me around like pieces of a chess board
A game he fully intends to win
He uses me like a pawn in a game of life
And he knows I will never quit
With his pen and with his will he continues to record
Every single squinch I make because he likes it when I sin
And deeper in he puts the knife
For I can never match his wit
For months his darkness I explored
I still feel him deep within
Many times I dropped the strife
And he still would not submit
I turn to rage when I’m ignored
Do you think it makes him grin?
I ask him not to be his wife
Just a friend I can commit
© Delia Ross. 2019
It looks like he picked her up from the bottom of the sea
Her flaming hair so course it could be used as a net
He says he’s free yet takes a knee
And kisses her like she’s Juliet
She sounds as though a broken record
And he licks her like a honeybee
Around her web he spins his chord
While she pretends that she is me
She acts as though she is reward
For someone less worthy
She’s not the only one adored
And she is far from holy
© Delia Ross. 2019
I love without consent
Real freedom as intent
True love as it’s meant
Never with resent
They see me without worth
Or maybe something worse
Yet still it’s love I birth
And free to all on Earth
I love without return
In peace and rarely scorn
A fire that will not burn
And every direction turned
© Delia Ross. 2019
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