Tag: poetry

“Aversion.”

I desired so desperately to bask in the same warm radiance that others enjoyed so much.
I was sorely disappointed when I did.

I tire of these rhymes.
None do justice in your description.
As if you could be painted with my diction.
Your marble skin and jaded eyes
I’ve written a thousand times.
And still I can not define
Why I desperately wished you to be mine.
Again and again I draw you in my memories
Only to awake to harsh realities.
Teardrops that gently stain these sheets
Upon which we danced so silently.
I’ve since basked in sunlight’s rays.
Believing it to be better days.
Still, I can not help but be drawn to the night.
For within I have loved more truly, than in the light.

“Only You.”

I could’ve lost everyone else. That’s how many people I was willing to lose. I would’ve thrown them all away for you. But maybe that was the issue. Maybe I needed to be strong enough to keep everyone close to me. Maybe I needed to be enough to keep you, close to me.

There was nothing to regret.
Indulging in sweets and sweats.
A time too short, a life lived with you.
Foolishly assuming I could move to someone new.
Falling asleep beside new eyes.
Wishing you were by my side.
Crying to sleep upon new moons.
To you, a promise of a life too soon.
Sleepless nights spent skin-to-skin.
Memories of tears and grins.
A familiar language of lust and sin.
One that I became so fluent in.

“Locked.”

I wonder if you resent me.

Our positions reversed.
Tables have turned, our love is the worst.
Numb to the life we live alone.
Addicted to our deprived little home.
Stars and their shades engulf my sky.
The signal that begins a night of you and I.
Dressed in our formal midnight attire.
An outfit of lust, of carnal desire.
Our dance of shadows and skin.
Our song of temptation and sin.
The peaking lights of the morning sun.
A sleepless night ended, tomorrow has come.
Stuck within sheets, our finale delayed.
Breathless bodies, begging to stay.
To eternally rest, where we decided to lay.

“Desire.”

Shadows never forget the way they dance at night.

Lock me up and tie me down.
Throw away the suit and gown.
Color me in shades of you.
Molded into someone new.
Silhouettes that dance along the walls at night,
Chest to chest, but never too tight.
Lost within your lust
Beckoned forth with words of trust.
Show me what I am in your eyes.
Love me on your bed of lies.
Burn me down with guilty fires.
While I play along with your desires.

“Homecoming.”

Every day, I wake up realizing I’m older than the day before. The version of myself that exists tomorrow knows more than I do. The version of myself that wakes to the sun has already placed the night within the past. Despite finding solace within the past, I embrace the coming day. Blind to the comfort that I receive from the moon, I turn to face the coming dawn. When the day is done and the sun begins to set, once again, I find myself seeking respite within the night, only to begin a new day.

Hand in hand, we danced again.
And each new day, changed the way
I spoke and wrote, a brand new page
Filled with words of old, feelings new
How long have I lived my life based on you?
More and more, I seek the past
Feelings I once had, never did they last.
Fleeting as the night, sear me like the day
Begging you to leave, pleading that you’ll stay
Still I think of you.
Within each empty glass that stains my shelf
Is a life I lived with you, a different version of myself.
Never once did I regret, the moments that I spent beside your bed.
Or the times we laughed, the words we shared and said.
Infinite futures, created by words that I’ve drawn
This life I live, that I’ve decided upon
A life where you and I exist, but “we” are gone.



“Again.”

Years passed. I finally heard from you again. We spoke and for a moment, I regressed. I became stained with regret yet again. As if everything thus far was a crescendo, leading to the end of our sonata. The song of our miserable encounter. A doomed performance, played upon a moonlit stage by star-crossed lovers. Short-lived was our reunion. Our time together, even shorter. But both, I cherish.

Once, just once.
A chance encounter, a random event.
A coincidence, surely that’s the extent.
Of how I slowly fell, spiraling in love with you.
Color my life, paint my world.
Hand in hand, watch me unfurl.
I basked in light, so bright.
A warm embrace, the morning dew’s taste.
A life so perfect, day by day.
And just as easily taken away.
Selfish, I pretend I wanted more.
But, all I’ve ever wished for
Was a chance to fall in love with you again.


“Fifty-Six.”

For every word I put to pen
A thousand more remain unsaid
One, two, three, four
On and on, a thousand more

In every night, your jade green eyes
Shine so bright, enticing me with lies
A prison locked with a snow cold kiss
Remind me of the one I continue to miss
Keep me still, beside your heart
With winter nights, we start to part
Away, away, so far away
But locked am I, with words I can never say
Blinded by hope, and a promise to protect
Chains of jasper, clasped firmly around my neck
Not ready to let go, afraid of being alone
My still-white demon, where did you go?

“Form.”

I despised isolation.
But somehow, I couldn’t help but adore the feeling.
Alone, I was finally able to see who I was
What I was.
A self I could never have faced otherwise.
Perhaps I should be grateful.

Crawl upon my fingertips
Kiss me with your strawberry lips
And sway my heart with devil’s hips
String me up with moonlit cords
And dance, with my drugged corpse
Words that streamed from lips now aged
Gone, locked away, inside your porcelain cage
How could I forget, while forced in chains
Lessons taught, like drops of rain
Enamored within a reality I could never maintain
Please believe, this is not who I was meant to be
This version of me, blinded, unable to see
How could I forget, the feeling burned into my heart
I regret to say, I have lost the capacity
To turn these awful words, into beautiful art.

“Hindsight.”

It’s dull.
A sort of dull, longing ache.
I don’t think I want to go back to how we were.
I think I just miss how life was.

We dreamt of a stage fit for all.
A place that we could call,
Our own, our dreams, so simple
At least, to me, it seemed.
Years went by, and slowly we fell apart.
As if we never were, from the start.
Days spent laughing in the day.
Now forever, feel so far away
If I could go back, I’d do it all again
A child’s dream, to play pretend.
If I could laugh with all of you once more
If I could just have one more day
Make this last, let me stay
Please, don’t make this the end
I wish, I could keep my friends.

“Home.”

Hair once straight, now sits so frayed.
Tireless nights, working till the grave.
Hands once soft, now turned to bone.
And still, within your arms is my only home.

Fairy lights and whiskey sours
A life best lived after hours.
Nicotine on cold night air
As you run your fingers through my hair.
Empty roads and starry nights
A dream so far, yet still in sight.
But rooted to the ground, I still remain.
At least, I was until she came.
But now, alone, I’m on my own, away from home.
Exciting, but still frightening, I think I’ll find my way
I’m sorry Mom.
Your son remains, in yesterday.