Poetry Blogs (2019, sorrow)
and I wonder if there's someone else that you wish was giving you the attention that I am
and I wonder if you are giving someone else the attention that I wish you would give me
and I wonder why this imbalance follows me
always always nipping at my heels
and yet somehow manages to also remain
two steps ahead of me
this imbalance of desire
Monday 17th June 2019 12:11 am
i am as a sapling in the shadow of a hundred year oak
try not to breathe, not to stir
i wish to remain unnoticed at the edge of your meadow
here in my solitude
i dare not disturb this perfect silence
inexplicable and deeper than night
nothing casting it
a black shadow wavers in the bright sunlight
it covers the the meadow floor
pulling at my curiosity I am lost in it's mystery
Sunday 16th June 2019 10:44 am
"you" are the distant moon
Bright and shiny
yet, so far...away
and I'm the tide,
your smallest change
cause turmoil in me
What I forgot, is that,
the moon is destined
to love the pretty stars
not the distant earth
which is so close, yet,
Tuesday 28th May 2019 3:13 pm
You & Me
Together we may see the Devil Dance
& together we may see God cry in vain
How Our typical eyes
So often only notice the typical guise
Like so many on this sphere I know
Lost like a sailor in the vast ocean blue
Come along with me
Let me make you feel new
I’ll caress every ...
Monday 20th May 2019 11:59 pm
But for you
We would be one
But for you
The lack of feeling alone
But for you
The unknowing, not so cold
But for you
More joy in growing old
But for you
My mind might be at rest
But for you
Life, less of a test
But for you
A single race I have run
But for you
There are clouds above the son
But for you
Thursday 18th April 2019 11:29 am
As libations enter my heart,
I feel nothing but cold dark space.
When I think of where we are now,
All I see is a tenantless void.
The only thing I crave is a thought;
Just a simple acknowledgement.
All I want is the hope that you’ll give yourself to me.
So prey upon my flesh
And consume it for your pleasure.
All I want is to wander
In this wonderland of hate.
Monday 25th February 2019 5:58 am
I feel no warmth in your stay,
only light flames from your exhaust lead the way.
The deadliest parts of you,
I hold high and mighty.
“Clearly it’s not working out”
you tell me while I’m crying
what’s wrong with me
Sunday 16th December 2018 5:12 am
I only try to write of joy
But you only read my sorrow
She came to me by chance
I suppose that's always so
We sang the bodies' lively dance
She rescued me from woe
She came to me in passion
I only knew my lonely life
We dreamt our bodies' ration
She rescued me from strife
The tear you see escape my eye
Remembers only pleasure
The gasp of breath yo...
Friday 19th October 2018 3:19 pm
Your quiet smile
loud in my head
Frances Macaulay Forde © 2018
Sunday 15th July 2018 3:33 am
I'm just a broken doll, Unfortunately, no one can see. I was beaten and battered, But no one could have saved me.
It all began when I was alone on the shelf. The cruel world took me and I couldnt cry for help. I sowed my mouth shut and continued to smile. Nobody is coming to help, not for a long while.
I'm just a broken doll, Now everybody knows. Please forgive me for I do not know how your ...
Wednesday 11th July 2018 10:16 am
A Wound That Never Heals
It hurts me
when a you shaped hole
appears in the cosmos,
where there is
an absence of colour,
where the sound
where the light
is masked by
dense grey mist.
I miss you
When it rains
a greasy rain,
when the cracked bell
when the planets
Tuesday 26th June 2018 12:12 am
Sitting on the kitchen floor
in the middle of the night
Pill packets to the left of me
and a knife just to the right
I was young, I was broken
I felt I couldn’t win the fight
Hopeless and desperate
I wanted a way out of this life
This wasn’t something new
there had been many other times
But usually the prescription drugs
were enough to suppress the crime
Tuesday 29th May 2018 1:00 am
Even the arborial space
Seemed to be sorrowful
in its vernal finery.
Hanging its many fingers
Low and deep ,
Bowing to an invisible god
whose anger and hate
never truly dissipate
but linger in the shadows
waiting to spring out
when least expected.
Wednesday 23rd May 2018 8:11 am
in the dark.
While soaking up the night sky like lotion.
Stars shine bright,
like little fireflies dancing in a summer breeze.
I wish upon upon the biggest star,
while there’s a breeze between my shaking knees.
I bow my head and begin to weep
I fucked another one,
a lifeless soul.
Rubbing their flesh against m...
Wednesday 11th April 2018 6:56 am
Ronnie took his cue and strode up to the baize
His hackles were raised
And in less than a couple of minutes
He produced a four shot finish
He was supremely adept
Whilst Terry just stood there and wept
Wednesday 7th March 2018 8:24 am
I am always second guessing myself
hiding my shame and health
Never knowing what to do
If i could only open up to you
It's scary the thing's i think
always contemplating drink
the level of stress is unbearable
It makes me depressed and feel terrible
Wednesday 14th February 2018 12:56 am
magic tumbled from his lips as he spoke of love filled promises,
dreaming of the day he'd feel.
empty, he was, the hollowness of his eyes prominent.
he kept his apathy concealed under a veil,
making them believe he felt the opposite.
death, to him, seemed almost.. ideal.
Saturday 3rd February 2018 7:15 pm
When they come they leave wounds
and empty spaces
we fill them with flowers and teddy bears
and all night vigils
Promises of resilience and unity never to be beaten
they return never to be beaten
we repeat with futile endurance
and so it goes
Slashing and blasting
and praying and crying
what the fuck
Bring on the dancing girls...
Wednesday 29th November 2017 9:52 am
Though they are mine
I have no wisdom
Though they know me
They are deaf
In their mind
I am a man apart
I am all that is left
I am the helix of their birth and death and being
Knowing one, I know all
I am a voice
I seek nothing I seek peace
I hear all and I reflect
I see words and I grieve
I sense pain and I weep
I feel ...
Sunday 24th September 2017 12:40 pm
by : Mirza Sharafat Hussain
Tere janey ke baad hawayein beyqaraar
Khushk aabshar , fizayein sogwaar
To suno meri udaas aankhon ka raaz
Kisi ki yadun me meri aahein girftaar
Ye itna parayapan achanak na guzrey
Tere paas aate hi bahein sharamsaar
Rotey kuch mei ne bhi mangha hai rab se
Pyase labu se meri duayein ashkbaar
Tuesday 29th August 2017 5:20 am
No more confusion, no more pain,
Just a stillness of mind at the ending of time.
Another leaf’s fallen, unseen by the world.
But I watched the fall.
A silent descent,
But I heard the call.
He cried out, there was fear in his voice,
He tried to give comfort now removed of the choice,
Allowed one brief moment to make himself heard,
Just one direction, unable to turn.
Tuesday 9th May 2017 3:00 pm
In the beginning he would wake at every peculiar sound that came from the babies crib
In the beginning he would bring me a beverage as I fed his son whilst the moon was dimly lit
In the beginning he would rush home from work eager to see the family he created
In the beginning we were the people whom he could be himself and escape with
In the beginning we were enough
Tuesday 3rd January 2017 2:37 pm
All is peaceful and still and then, in the back of my mind
It travels like a wave, slipping silent over my head and
Around my heart where it stays and waits.
But for what does it wait and for how long will its
Patience last before it leaves me for good?
In spite of these uncertainties and my fear of its leaving again,
I still welcome its coming.
Monday 6th June 2016 5:15 pm
The hands of time tick slowly by
as dawn breaks in a new day.
A nightmare reality of
the receding night lies marked,
like so many fading stars,
in the shattered glass on the floor.
Silken shards of sorry souls,
their lives now trapped
in a dream of what was then,
what is now and
what should never have been.
Each broken image,
a moment in time captured...
Monday 15th June 2015 12:51 pm
Though I am surrounded
I am the loneliest person
Though I am celebrated
I am forever losing
Though I am revered
I am despised in one's eyes
Though I am loved
I am hated, truly hated
Though I walk with many
I am the lone walker
Though I hear your sincerity
I am deafened by self pity
Wednesday 27th May 2015 7:35 pm
I slide down a rope
into the empty chasm
which is your cold heart.
I light a fire
in the depths of your despair.
You hate me anyway.
An ocean is born;
it swallows me whole.
Darkness engulfs me.
Surrounded by other misguided souls.
I feel their cages;
I discover mine.
NOTE: I wrote this at age 15. I have edited it since, but I think it'...
Monday 4th May 2015 6:23 pm
On my lips
I want pressed
The lips of another
Monday 4th May 2015 7:40 am
Tally one for days past,
At present still remembered.
Nil for today, at last,
For your presence it still lingers.
My dreams are full of you,
And In my waking hour, you echo,
There is naught for me to do,
Save hope you let me let go.
I stay awake at night,
Because when sleep comes it seems,
I must concede my plight.
You are the girl of my dream...
Tuesday 16th December 2014 5:47 am
She was born from a parent
who left her at a young age
to be raised by a monster.
This monster created
such fear and depression
for this poor young girl.
The monster she feared
was there everyday waiting
for when she got home
or for when she woke.
The monster she didn't love
broken her down far too much
that even a thought of it
or the thought of being home
would make her panic.
Friday 28th November 2014 4:58 pm
Wishing humble resolution, reversed on both ends of a lucid looking glass. Hoping hopelessness, Remembering remnants, miniscule moments. What could have been different my innocents, pieces, parts, carbon copies of the softened edges of my sanctified soul. Forever asking for your eternal forgiveness. Unable to forget the forgetable fear, between your eyes.... And mine. The moment, minute, of ...
Sunday 19th October 2014 3:37 pm
Yellow to ochre
Out of Hades
Aimless spark, Oh
Of Lilliputian beauty
Fragrance akin to
On hot charcoal
Lying low, in state
On the Tuareg
Carpet of dreams
Kaleidoscopic flames enhance
(C) Daniel Dwyran
Wednesday 8th October 2014 9:42 pm
Leader of his own pack,
A high slope, only to his lonesome self,
Lost connection toward the skys tired eyes,
Ears tucked in deepening sulk.
He'd given up on prey's prayful ease,
Wrapped in dolefuls constructed salute,
As if every pelt surrounded him in scorn,
Soon forgotten travail, a yelp inflicted his oiled mood.
Cascading into his perception, he had seen a limb...
Sunday 5th October 2014 5:59 pm
An Angel Bathes In Tears
Diniel rested for a second
and turned his eyes away
from those that he was caring for
and in that moment all was lost.
Now he bathes in the cascades
of acidic human tears
that flood the world with grief.
Erosive and corrosive
at the passing of infant souls
in a war that has no meaning
in a world that has no morals.
Now his dainty angel features
Friday 25th July 2014 2:30 pm
I paint my picture's with my tears,
false smiles on my face,
My past is the key to my future,
a part of my life I cant erase
I know so much, but tell so little
the stranger made me feel so fragile,
and so brittle
The stranger took my innocense something
not meant to be taken,
no love, no happiness, my heart was not forsaken.
I cry at night waiting,
i can not...
Wednesday 16th July 2014 2:12 pm
Those days we wished
We hadn’t woken up,
Propped up with pillows
Perhaps, with our legs
Curled around the covers.
Arms folded appropriately
Around ourselves, holding
Chests in, pulling the guts
Spilling across the bed
Back into ourselves.
We talk then don’t talk,
And a quiet shudder or two
In the gutter was the onl...
Wednesday 20th July 2011 1:21 am
With Crystal Ball, I might have found
Some way to weave my way through time
Instead, I played without the rules
Did it my way throughout the schools
Meandered free from guides or maps
Ate my meals from plates on laps
Camped and rambled, cycled too
My only aim - my love for you
Single till I sang your song
Wed while we were still so youn...
Tuesday 21st July 2009 2:38 pm
A hearty breakfast
We take our coffee black these days,
Saccharined and sugar free.
Our milk of human kindness soured
To curds and whey, to you and me.
And over silent breakfasts sit.
Where headline barricades rise up.
We shed no tears for what was spilled,
When lips once kissed our loving cup.
Our toast is dry and always burned,
The marmalade, now bitter peel
And all we’ve left is crusts and...
Sunday 18th January 2009 11:16 am