Friday, November 24, 2006

You Shake Me Back

You profess a love
That is stifling
A love secured
To my wrists
Chains clink clank
As I walk


Your presence
Overwhelms
My senses
Like a leech,
Drawing out
A life line

My memories
Lie in a pool
At your feet
You walk,
Splish splash and they break
Violent storms on the pavement

My lips draw out
A silent sound
A siren call
Impotent.
You sink your teeth into my skin
Rapturing a shield

My mistakes draw a painting
Above my head
In it, you feature
Alone.

A dark figure
Wielding a dead petal
Your weapon of choice,
Beauty
Foregone.

My eyes drink you in,
Sensing malice
Your smile.
My fingers twitch
Across my breasts
in my mind's eyes.

You hold the key
My chamber, a glass alcove
I tip tap testing the strength
You shake me back in my place.

Wednesday, November 01, 2006

My impenetrateable gates

Your eyes draw forth
A perfect grade,
Our happiness
A stable cage.

Moments of doubt,
Cloudless joy,
Rarity,
Time
Such a cruel joke.

Your cautious passion,
Explodes.
My impenetrateable gates,
Destroyed.

In My Mind's Eye

In my mind’s eye,
I crawl in a cave
Borrow deep inside
Shut the opening with a rock
Smell the sun hitting rocks,
That musky smell of stale morning dew

You think I am smiling
Never looking into my eyes
It’s a challenge,
To smile like you mean it and
Cry inside

It hurts, most times,
Knifes slitting your skin
Just deep enough to draw blood,
Never leaving a trace behind
So thin,
Invisible

All around me people fall
Like soldiers on a battleground
Struck by random bullets
Fired by angry men,
None know the true target,
Their own heart

That door stuck shut and I’m left here
I see no way out
Just a faint light
Stretch out my hands to touch it
You think the light is salvation?
Guess again

I would like to live at the bottom of the sea,
Buried between sand grains
Deep in fantasy.

It

It’s only a blank piece of paper
You think.
Not realising the full potential of
Harm it could cause,
Self deprecation,
Doubt
The increased inability to concentrate,
What it all comes to but this one page,
This blank slate,
Challenge
Shouting at me

The expectation,
This blank page challenges me,
Mock,
My inability to carve some words into
Its purity

Simple task you think,
Writing thoughts into paper
Yet hard enough to admit to
My unconscious,
Now I have to wave under the nose of scrutiny,
To you, world,
To take apart,
Mock it,
Me

A number of words multiplied,
Tempting me
Their flawless appearance,
Majestic in their loneliness,
The army of my nightmares,
Defeated tale of wannabe heroes
Massacred
Loose limbs
Zombified stares,
Mass of angry defeatists

The secret lies here,
Within your beauty,
Stark ugliness,
Bare simplicity,
Secrets unlocking
Mysteries,
My composition of light

You are the end to my thirst,
Hunger,
Loneliness,
Neediness

All I know is within you.
Between the spaces of the letters,
Your caresses of steel and thunder,
Strength and power,
Softness and curves,
Calmness,
Your rage
Juxtaposition by one

I trace you along the way,
Memorising each one of you individually,
The same,
Each different in its own way

Holding that missing
Piece of puzzle,
Refusing to separate,
Not quite fitting together.
Pushing and shoving to fit into a box,
That box you all assume,
Society’s line of best fit.

Impact

Like a turbulent sea,
Desert storm,
Took over,
Your life.

Harsh,
Loud,
Exuberant,
Hushed sound,
Of your soul.

Smiled,
Danced,
Flirted.
Your pain,
A distant breeze.

Your heart,
Contracting,
Painful childbirth
Of love.

Ungrateful product,
Moments forever
Lost, Your life,
Forgotten.

Your seas,
Calmed over,
Desert storms
Disappeared
Order reinstalled.

Now I fall,
Lost in deep space,
Hopeless,
Suffocating.

Painful impact of
Meteorites colliding,
Exploring,
My insides.

Your smile,
Knowing, mocking.
My smile,
Strained, broken.

Monday, July 24, 2006

Submit

Don’t talk back,
Bite that tongue,
Keep your opinions
Minimal
If possible keep none at all
In your mind
You have no use for them dear
You mustn’t bother
Starting
A life now,
It’ll only be a chore to
Erase it later
Those memories
You don’t need dear,
Nor these photos,
No point in leaving evidence
Of your past life,
Moments of guilt
You must be an empty canvas,
Reusable,
Low maintenance
Inviting their thoughts
To enter you,
Their physicality
Becomes you,
Their dreams to be
Traced across your body
Age must touch you first
Let it not touch them
Harshly;
Be discreet with knowledge
Pretend ignorance
Your best option
Upon feeling pleasure
Don’t be loud,
A few moans may
Escape
Best to keep quiet
Let them think your satisfaction
Dead
Remember these thoughts dear,
Listen to the next set of rules
Keenly
Nod your head,
Your disagreeing tone won’t be accepted,
Always keep that to yourself,
Only submissive dames get far.

Voice

Deep inside me
There’s a voice
Now you hear it
Now you
Don’t
Quietly howling
Black rage
You see a smile
Sunshine
Happy days
Internal pain
Dark shadows
Shame
Glossed over
Dirty fingernails
Scrapping
Against flaky skin
Searching
I look away
Reality ignored
Imagination creates
Pure eternity
Your fear
Takes over
Your rejections
Miscalculated blows
Delivering
Precise pain
Deep inside me
There’s a voice
Now I hear it
Now I
Don’t.

Tuesday, July 11, 2006

Stretching My Imagination

Stretching
My imagination,
Across your lashes,
Your eyes
A pond.
Perfection cries
Hollowness.
Our mistakes
Bind us.
These cold scars
Across our wrists,
Gripping
Ropes of steel.
Scales form
Across our chests,
Branding our skin
Unclean.
Scars don't wash
With soap,
They grow
Stretch,
Reminders of history
Otherwise lost
In fickle minds
Pushing away,
Anguish.
Decomposed words,
Forming a corpse,
Our poetry
An art
Impersonating
The private strain.
Between these lines
We draw
Our secrets,
Hidden from their gaze.
As they interpret them,
Call them pretty,
They'll never find
The truth.
Disfigured
Moments
Never form
A perfect circle.

A Farce, My Pain

Sometimes
I wonder
As I put pen to paper,
Will you be sentences
Spelling perfection,
Or smudges across
A page.
Will I hide you
In my secret box,
Ashamed
Of what you may have said.
Blaming the pen
For false starts.
Will you sing to me,
Wake me
With joy,
Because I concealed
You
My truth.
These words
Your essence,
Half lies,
Forming paradox.
I refuse to read you
As I taint this page,
Afraid
Of the truths
I may discover.
What right do I have
Imprinting
My sadness
On you.
Those few
Bitter memories,
I feel
Deeply,
Those smiles
I fear.
My sorrow
Taints you
Longingly.
I shed my skin,
Slowly
Revealing
My abode.
Do you mock my words,
Childishly drawn,
You,
My so called craft.
The cure
I long considered
My last.
Do my worries bother you,
Or do I
Fall
With the rest of
Long stories,
Over-indulgent
Bitter pain,
A farce.

As You Sit Here

As you sit here
Beside me,
Your arms
Surround my world.
Between
Fluttering lashes
I catch
My breath
Dystopic feelings
Masking
Utopic happiness
I sink
Deep
My secrets
Suffocating
Our happiness
Buried
Inside
Those wings
You gave me
Presents
Unopened
Pandora’s box
Awaiting
My hesitant touch.
I wonder if this is love.

Friday, June 23, 2006

Dreams Lost

The gentlest touch
Breathing fire into me
Caressing
My insides

Burning ashes
My organs scream
Murder
Music to my ears

Your breath
A hairs' space away
Lifting my spirit
To your heaven

Tied inside me
You caress my dreams
Burning
Spirits of love

Jigsaws solve
Mirthless laughter
Logical confusion
Intertwine besides us

The ground our home
Your touch ignites
Our fires
Sweetest gentle pain

Utopia securely held
Between lashes
Blinking
Reaching out

My fingers
Trembling
Happen upon your life
A chance encounter

Snapping disorder
Lifting veils
Sunshine burns your eyes
Ashes of our heaven reside

Dystopia chases dreams
Between long goodbyes
I leave us behind
Broken, forgotten.

Thursday, June 08, 2006

As I Leave You

Between stolen glanses
I see your soul
Dancing my way
Behind your eyes
A smile falters
Upon your lips
Your touch hesitant
Stealing glances
Across my hips

Your expectations
Dim
Sharing your rejections
I feel your pains,
For a second,
Melting

Let your touch be gentle
Across my battered hips
May your kiss be tender
Caressing my bruised lips
Those proping fingers
Inside my derelict soul

I gladly give you my happiness
All the smiles I collected along the way
The laughter that rocked my body
Let the tears carry me forward
Our pains making bittersweet sounds

My carriage awaits
Don't delay my journey
Fearing the worst
I'll take your pains with me
Your sadness
All of your tears

I pass you heavy
Pregnant on our sorrows
Do you see me leave you
I wonder
Do you see me wave goodbye
Smelling your sweet hair as I float away

Do you see me in deaths hands
Submitting my will
Knowing I left you pure
Rejoicing with our joint happiness

Your last few seconds with me
Pure ecstacy
My last glance at you
Full of sweet
Tender pain.

Sunday, May 21, 2006

Innocence

I don’t like the look of those
Full curves dear,
Giving the impression
Of womanhood
Touching you.

Wear a wide dress dear,
Hide those long legs,
You don’t want imaginations
Going wild
Thoughts of your young limbs
Intertwining.

Those full, red,
Luscious lips
Never to be emphasised
Or look wet.

Your glistening eyes
Looking to the floor.
No one must see,
Into your lustful soul.

Your hair tied back,
Covered with dark shades,
Hiding,
Flowing locks of mahogany.

Keep your voice down dear,
Husky tones giving
Impression of bed talk,
Going wild at
Thoughts of your moans.

Don’t let a sound
Escape those sinful lips,
Lest it creates an impression
Of wanton,
Wet tongue of a maiden.

Smell trailing behind,
Imagining fields of roses,
Inside your ropes.

Keep yourself well wrapped dear,
Don’t give away your game,
Only innocence must shine.

Looking Back

Wormed your way in
Like a silent siren
You took over,
Spread your tentacles
Internally,
Solid, unmoving
Eternal print of what could have been.

Dancing

An alien in my own head
A lonesome stranger in my skin
Dancing wildly
To a beat
I, alone, can hear.