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Emotionally InvestedHe slowly fills me in on his life,
Telling me about his losses and confusion.
I long to ease his suffering.
Tears silently fall from my eyes
While he smokes a Marlbro.
He is blind to the here and now
As he shares his painful memories.
Briefly he sees my tears,
Tells me that he's not worth crying over.
He doesn't want to hurt anyone,
Drag them into his unsteady life.
He'd rather be alone,
For he knows that
If she were to say that she wanted to fix them,
He'd take her back in a heartbeat.
He'd welcome her once again into his open arms.
It leaves me torn and concerned,
Leaves me emotionally invested,
I can't tell him,
Because he won't approve,
Doesn't want me falling for him.
But it's a little too late.
I'm already emotionally invested.
You SaidYou say that you want me to move in with you,
That you want me back in your life.
But you're the one who walked out of mine.
How can I believe what you say?
You said that you didn't mean to disappear,
Didn't mean to hurt me.
Yet you did it anyways.
Why would I trust what you've said?
You told me that you still love me,
But when I tell you the same thing,
You don't see how,
When not even five minutes earlier,
You told me
"You don't just stop loving someone."
How can I believe what you tell me,
When you don't believe it yourself?
Yesterday, Today, TomorrowYesterday,
My ex stopped by.
I broke down,
And he saw my tears,
It was almost as if nothing bad happened
As he kissed me for the last time.
Not one song
Can explain how I feel.
Cut and paste
The memories brought to the surface.
I want to cry into a full bathtub
As my speakers play
Songs for the broken-hearted,
And my sweet release
Lets the pain flow freely.
I might regret standing there
For so long,
And letting my vulnerability
Be so exposed.
My heart might start to heal,
My pain may start to dull,
My weaknesses become my strength.
May never come...
Where Is Your Reality?I can feel the bass through my feet.
Lights flash before my eyes
In a blur of color.
Neon clothes and make-up
Glow beneath the black light.
Bodies are being mashed together
In a dancing frenzy.
We hug people we've just met,
And become part of their family
The next weekend.
We all instinctively follow
A short code of conduct;
That make up
Our underground world.
We forget reality
And go by different names.
People recognize one another
By simple pieces of jewelry.
I am Star Burst.
I am a raver.
I am one of thousands.
Where is your reality?
The Wrong Cards Were PlayedOur marriage isn't going to happen
Quite the way we wanted.
Everything has to be put on hold
For a few years,
Because the wrong cards were played.
We have more time to plan things
In more detail,
And we have time to save up.
But I'll be without you
For a few Years
Because the wrong cards were played.
I know everything is left up to fate,
But we also have free will
And the power of choice.
Now I will have to Suffer
Here without you
For a few years
because of your choices
And the wrong cards were played.
So Much For Staying Friends...You had someone text me
Asking for me to not contact you anymore...
What is that about?
It's been over three months
Since I've talked to you...
I only called you once,
Sent you one text,
and one friend request online...
I miss you.
What is so hard to understand about that?
So much for staying friends...
Just because things didn't work out as we planned,
Doesn't mean we fade into a distant memory of one another...
Ignorance is BlissWhen someone says ignorance is bliss
It's a lie.
She doesn't see
The pain she is causing.
It all started
One quiet summer day
With bubble tea.
I started to fall for her.
Her pale skin,
Soft blonde hair,
Beautifully blue eyes,
That was eight months ago
Her ignorance is her bliss,
But it's also my pain.
Every call goes to voicemail.
Each text goes unanswered.
Where did I go wrong?
What did I do?
She doesn't see
The pain she is causing.
I long to look into her blue eyes,
Touch her pale skin,
Play with her blonde hair,
And see that perfect smile.
But she's forgotten about me
I love her
More than she sees
And as each day passes,
The pain only gets worse.
When someone says ignorance is bliss
It's a lie.
She doesn't see
The damage she has done,
The pain she has caused.
For My Grandfather:: A tributeMy grandfather was only 66,
On September 25, 2010
When he left this world.
I miss him,
More than I have shown.
I haven't cried,
Haven't let my emotions be seen.
I can barely keep
My head level.
Do I have the ability
To keep a lid tightly sealed?
Hearts seem to beat slower
During a funeral,
Or a memorial.
Tears fall faster than most realize.
We take the time to grieve,
Those who have left this earth.
Some leave without pain,
Others pass on without remembering
The day before,
Or that they told their son,
Directly for the first time,
"I love you, Scott."
My dad became a little misty-eyed
As he said,
"I love you, too, Dad "
Liver cancer made my grandpa give up
A severe infection
Put him in pain.
Mersa in his blood,
Made him lose
His last shred of hope
You will forever be remembered
In our hearts,
And in our spirits.
I love you, Papa
I miss you
In the corners of my eyes,
Threatening to fall...
I walk in the door
And know that
Even though there might be people home,
My bed will be empty,
And these threatening tears will fall,
Only to hit a cold pillow...
I love you...
My heart aches every time we're apart...
Please help me cease these tears...
I don't know exactly what to do...
It makes me feel helpless
To know that I can't function completely
I love you so much...
Help me understand
What I'm going through...
This is all new to me...
As these tears threaten to fall...
Streak Of Light In the NightShooting star,
Look up and pray.
And beaming through the sky.
Make a wish,
Before it closes it's eyes
And forgets you all together.
Since that is the moral,
Quick and forgotten.
Just like we all will be,
Once we close our eyes.
So be fast with your choice,
Since once it comes round
Again, we shall
All be fertilizer for the
Grass to consume.
...of a blissful HeavenEver dreamed of what heaven was like?
Maybe it's a wide field of evergreen grass
surrounded by the lurking forest trees,
where all you could inhale was the damp leaves on the ground
and pines from the trees above, an intoxicating smell
that leaves you high after the rainstorm
Maybe it's in an oasis located within a desert,
however, it is not scorching ablaze,
but it's warm and you feel your skin tingling
a whole new sensation is evolving inside of you
and the warmth wraps you up in a blanket of sunshine
Or maybe it's at the peak of a mountain
where you reign over the world on your solid throne of boulders
the invisible wind is your invitation of escape
and while the slight breeze passes by
you begin to shiver with an adrenaline rush
I could be wrong and you might be right, but tell me dear, what is heaven like?
The Local Loch, August 2014 (27th), BI enter the trees.
Between the dozing leaves,
hugging canopy and soothing shade
I awe at a swan bathe.
Cruiseliner, white, pure, naked
graceful, living china.
Seven others chat by the hidden soil shore.
They see me, spread out ornamentally,
politely move away
and then fly
with curved ceramic blades
ready to pierce gravity’s oppression.
I've found Peace.
The Local Loch, August 2014 (27th)Prehistory’s iPad.
When light hit the water
a supernova dance of
scurrying dust swayed
in their amber infinite.
When the wind tapped,
the waves flapped their feathers
and spread into
a migration of curly black lines
on a child’s drawing,
choppy pattern after choppy pattern,
wave conforming to wave
into a wallpaper covering
algae, flotsam, dead bricks, dead stone,
until the irregular birds changed the flow.
Be it the duck that draped a dress
behind in a V-shaped groove,
or the pudding-plump coots
who gently honked, imprinting
flat bubbles on water.
They live in the reflection of Life.
Fringed by feathers like icy mountaintops
and dead fish bloated on pollution,
an Irn Bru bottle imitates the nature it killed.
An orange bread packet is ignored by the mallard
for the tragedy it brought to town.
It’s a flat town, a houseless town,
but still a moving community of
twig islets and breadcrumb empires.
Fringing on their utopia is us,
us standing still from dry grey pavement
Theme Prompt - AirIt's a study in duality
Like so many other things.
Calm, gentle, soft, kind
Feathering over my skin.
Rough, wild, sharp, angry
Destroying all in its path.
Air is all of these things
And so many, many more.
Its the pulse of my lungs,
The storm lashing my home,
The thing I need to live,
Though it slowly kills me.
To harness it takes skill,
To use it takes vision.
Take the invisible and
Make it completely tangible.
That is the basis of me,
The core of who I am.
How Smiles Were Born"How Smiles Were Born"
By: Ulrich J Edelstein
Deep underneath the crystals lies beautiful gems of starlight.
The temptations to capture them are beyond imagining.
Only few have been able to reach into the jaws of the creature to possess these magnificent stones.
Underneath the blue swirls
And the reflection of moonlight's grace,
Are the pearls of time.
They have been sprung up onto those who are fortunate.
They have been formed to create a crescent moon of happiness.
If not taken care, they grow weary and decay.
They crackle and shatter
And no one admires them any longer.
It is important for them to be handled with gentleness.
For the future can be presented by gleaming smiles.
For all to admire, for all pearls to aspire to be.
That is why it's important to smile everyday and take care of your teeth.
Citron SunriseDimples accompany her smile,
like children opening their first birthday present
or wise women reminiscing.
Morning fog, sighing over the hills,
calling a lost friend.
Soft, unrelenting voice,
tart like lemon cheesecake,
softened by cream ravines
and crumbling mountains.
Canary wings in flight,
yellow haze seducing fireflies,
taking us away to
beginning and end.
Evening Windwhistling wind blows in the evening
it carries on the cobalt throne
the ghosts are singing in the winds
as Banshees gather dusk’s fell dirge
life in shadow and joy in night
subdued colours feed the mind
under stars the spirit wanders
as the rain taps gently down
clouds are dancing in the heavens
bringing life and liberty
can you feel the Goddess tremble
as she sheds her sacred tears?
Night PersonifiedI am the night
Can you see me?
If you can at all.
Sometimes I can be completely dark,
The moon lights your path.
She sits in my sky
Watching over all
As I blanket the world in darkness.
No one realizes that I blanket them.
They take me for granted.
Yet I'm here
As I have been since the dawn of time.
I am the dark that falls before you fall into slumber
I hold the stars for you to watch
In wonder and in awe.
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