Sincere Surrender

Welcome to the room where you have consumed complete mood. It’s me my dear, my muscles me contort to move upon thy string. I surrender too my synapses so move gentle me inside you grow. You bring speed, breathe I in seep existence I move for you to please. I couldn’t think of a better…

To Please The Machine

At times I’m machine, without emotion dry, dwell in thought I seek my mind bringing life. Fixed is line of a sight, for me my mind’s eyes. Calculating to feed my hungry heart’s delight. I need a bodies touch, for my senses inside. I need expel rationale that once had me hide. Passion a chemical…

From The Brink Of Extinct

A dulcet euphoria I play inside my head it raptures through marrow a body fed. *** Hollow now bones I as if a bird extinct hide my colors for a fear has fed instinct. *** I am happy I am me but alone feel scared for what you think of me I’m not prepared. ***…

Demeanor

I thought of summers long ago into the past; as I did I felt a gloom wash over me so fast. My head down I see others who like me I have my head where I don’t look at my sky. Pounding goes a tune inside the part of me I’ve gloom in a room…

Drug Of Choice

You got cocaine eyes, big little intense smile. I would walk for miles to own what it defiles. Intensity breathe lungs inside my chest I play with a heart exposed inject palpable a haze. Is it bad I am addicted to the buzz you bring? Living in your bliss let I it eclipse what stings.

To Look At You

Quicksand I sink into half way tired. Palpable emotion I’ve for you mired. It exhausts me to follow your path when you do what is complex math. Add I have all the times I multiplied for a state tender I see in your eyes. It is for not I drive inside a passion fed. My…

Our Eden

Crack in the ceiling, endlessly believing what your’e feeling God will be forgiving. In a garden weeping, on a cross a sacrifice, in an empty tomb he liberated us so to rise. You’ve made a way, upon a rock a skull, where all can follow and hear songs lull. Armor it falls away in bed…

Your Shattered Prism

Visceral tones expressed to me so plain last night, found me and struck me. It brings me such delight. I’m glad your strong to not retreat and to speak the things you find in your mind let your lips release. Don’t leave me blind or guessing in games confused. This is no television show nor…

C.M.

This world gets tired again, my soul it does seek asylum. My mind it starves for her eyes and seeks to define them. Quite the journey it has been watching her walk in and out of my presence now and again all the while my heart is devout. I’ve written song after song since first…

Lest I Drown

I never said to you no. That I felt it and let it go. Things you wouldn’t know inside me tend to grow. If archers strike correctly, if I tend speak indirectly. Ask would I come respectfully where we arrive ineffectually. Construct we can a bond let not my arms beyond where they grasp so…

Revealed

I am a vision of steam in some vacuum seen as a westerly stream. It’s a scene so serine. Of an encampment born of souls who do mourn. A little space now torn for your grace you adorn. All eyes will hypnotize you into a sea of lies. Lest Lucifer connived and your soul set…

A Sight I’ve Never Seen

My fierce love, you radiate strength. My fierce love, this day I do think. That if I were not to see you again I would die, my rot would begin. You throw blades with your eyes a glow. Making the world seem to move so slow. Life is fast and demands a tough skin so…

C.M. : The Last Time Our Eyes Met

I wasn’t wanting to say things to taint the moment. The mood was calm and I froze with a look stolen. The appreciation of words that rarely I ever do hear, rolled so effortlessly down your lips and found my ear. I never have known a calm that consumed me as you did extending out…

Thrills Love Can Be

I want to try to bring others to intently sing this and that everything that passion careens. For the depths that rise passing from feet to eyes leave us wholly surprised; bringing to us love alive. Though love is but states of mind we tend to create when we drown self hate we need others…

Speaking Stares

Nothing can compare to word speaking stares that find us right where we’re caught unaware. I’ve seen a place my mind won’t erase. Emblazzened ways left from your face. You need not draw in words what I saw. I’m now enthralled by life under your law. I do such for me, so paper can set…

Rest For Our Souls

The world it does reveal and destroy; it has certainly changed this boy. When life conspires to take your joy flight or fight ways we must employ. I have stood to fight the good fight with all my strength, will and might. My preachers they were not right, fighting often is not quite so polite….

Serving To Pacify

Are you going to leave this open space in me? Now you make me see now what I can truly be. Educated I already am with knowing true bliss a myth. You supplied to pacify this. You did so with your kiss. If you drift away so sublime search in time I’ll try to find…

A Vast Gaze

I find the universe in your eyes. Celestial bodies make you wise. For the times I’ve stood amazed, wonder how I did become so brave. Maybe because your relm’s not cold. I can not believe what in you I behold. I see what I desire the most so clear. As in your eyes wonderous sights…

Past Our Hell

Hold together as if a tight knot. Arms and legs where time’s forgot. Throw thoughts around the room. Paint it all black if it you choose. Or sing tunes among a choir. Find the notes heart’s desire. You perspire, in journeys call. Breathe friends; fear not at all. Construct halls that echo around. So you…

A Rapid Pulse

Your memory’s quite a companion. With time they’ve turned phantom. It is a treasonous thought I abandon those feelings I felt I won’t feel them. A decade passed since I was betrayed, emotionally I almost found a grave. My pulse runs rapid now I’m scathed. Thinking things where I was enslaved. I ponder whether I…

3 Day Quote Challenge: Day 2, Pain According To C.S. Lewis

For a long time I have had a poem about hurt that I’ll share a little later this week. Hurt exists from the fact we are in touch with what true joy really is. The deeper we love the more pain we feel. The more in touch we are with our feelings the more honest…

Beautiful Souls Do Beautiful Things

Those days. Those bitter days. Where I sweat and strived to a higher purpose. A cause beyond me. A place where blood and discomfort were alleviated by the power of passion. A passion to aid in a cause fighting for the innocent; the helpless. The world’s cruel aspect. The chilling scenes of abuse. How voices…

Blind Me

Storms in the east fires in the west some things move faster than the rest. Is there any way you could explain foundations crumble though my mind’s sane. All sanity consumed my spirit has no rest; I feel you move in and out of my chest. Push me off the path I try and walk…

Captain Clown

A light piercing a loud tumultuous storm. Home is gentleness, there memories are born. I sail upon sound my head facing down. I am a saddened clown an apparatus I found. For it is my duty, dressing and full of passion. A circus encircles so I’m loud in colorful fashion. Drown out the pain deep…

Why

I am but an earthen vessel drawn from dirt I stand still. As the rain falls I do weep. As the earth turns I do sleep. I stand and look at the sky, as I move forward I ask why. Such a place as this is irony tis why this earth’s a part of me….

Unseen Fame

We seek fancy fame there is no stopping it. Hunger for bright lights and pleasing monuments. If we beg the question of this immovable force, of what we do dream is not simple of course. There in lies a heart an essential key part. Discernment’s from the heart at the start. What sets us at…

Through A Page Dimly

It may take a book to see how lofty I tend to be. Could I ever even see it then as my life spills from a pen? Shall I write myself amongst stars? Above the fray, fast past all the scars? I can surprise myself how so easy the little things serve to please me….

Passion’s Fraught Trip

What was made was made able. We will rise becoming stable. Sweat and tears tear at the seams; whisps of kindness help sew dreams. Drawing us out to fight the fight where we see our heart’s delight. This is called passion. When your work is driven by fervant gestures giving splendid vision. The world conspires,…