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Be my Valenine?
Be my Valentine: What does that mean?
Each of us must walk through life alone,
More deeply desolate than we have known,
Yearning for a truth we've never seen.
Valentines are from beyond that dream,
Are like a sunrise on a world of stone.
Little on this journey can we own
Except as miracles might intervene.
No way but through loving might we give
The freedom of our being to another.
In such a sacrifice we hope to live
No longer bound by dreams of flesh and bone,
Even as we bind our lives together.
blessings are taken for granted-
Blessings are the things we take for granted.
Each holiday we notice what we see.
Most know the Earth is utterly enchanted
Yet walk through life and love mechanically.
Valuing one's gifts takes resolution
After days and nights of fantasy.
Love brings the sweet relief of absolution,
Enveloping our hesitance in need.
No touch inspires so swift a revolution,
Transforming all the hieroglyphs we read.
In your love is the charity of spring,
Nor self-obsessed nor blinded by some creed,
Embracing the grey dawns that blessings bring.
A love Poem-
Each day your smile becomes my morning star.
I look at you and then my feelings shine.
From you I learn far more than words or numbers:
You're the book that someday will be mine.
You're the one whose love my love of learning
Will one day trace in its ancestral line.
For all the ways you help me grow towards beauty,
I ask you please to be my Valentine.
a poem on a gift-
Whose gift this is you cannot know.
My heart is in your keeping though.
You will not mind my writing here
To tell you that I love you so.
I know that you must think it queer
For me to love and not come near
But linger by some frozen lake
This most romantic time of year.
another love poem-
I sometimes give my head a shake
And ask if there is some mistake.
It's lonely out here 'mid the sweep
Of bitter wind and icy flake.
My love for you is dark and deep,
But it's a promise I will keep
As from afar I watch and weep,
As from afar I watch and weep.
happy valentines day-
Happiness is not a tended rose
Amid the prescient beauty of a garden:
Perhaps one senses soon some gate may close;
Perhaps one senses soon the earth will harden.
Years come and go like waves upon a shore,
Violent or peaceful with the wind.
After one has given up on more,
Love waits within the heart, its passion thinned.
Even in a passage void of light,
Nether windings black with rage and grief,
There are waters sweet with lost delight
In which one finds a strong, serene belief.
No happiness can overcome life's pain
Except one love, and love give life again.
happy valentine-
Hope is a breeze across an open field.
Anger comes from pounding on a door,
Positive one wants the door to yield.
Perhaps from this one senses something more.
Yearning is a song to wake the dead.
Very few can yearn for what is theirs.
Although love waits half-naked on the bed,
Life can seem a maze of doors and stairs.
Each soul pursues the prey of its desire,
Not knowing that to have must mean to kill.
There is no deed that documents love's fire;
In lovers' hearts, one comes and goes at will.
Need is a wind that strips the landscape bare;
Eventually one turns, and love is there.
I chose death-
Though I chose death instead of pointless pain,
Please forgive the manner of my leaving.
My love and need for all of you remain.
I could not long such suffering sustain,
Nor would it long have held you from your grieving.
Though I chose death instead of pointless pain,
I hope that choice will not my memory stain,
Nor lead you to be wroth at my deceiving.
My love and need for all of you remain.
For only in you do I live again,
Woven like a wind into your weaving.
Though I chose death instead of pointless pain,
I put to you the plea of the self-slain:
To comprehend an anguish past conceiving.
My love and need for all of you remain
That all that I have been not be in vain,
But blend into the earth of your believing.
Though I chose death instead of pointless pain,
My love and need for all of you remain.
Why did you do it?-
There's no understanding what you did,
Or why, or what we now should think or do:
No way to see what your last sorrow hid.
What unimaginable agony amid
Our ordinary lives unraveled you?
There's no understanding what you did,
No way for you to tell us why you rid
Yourself of us and family, and . . . who?
No way to see what your last sorrow hid.
Or was it you were just a spoiled kid,
Trying to make us all feel bad for you?
There's no understanding what you did,
Whether mere curiosity had bid
You to sneak ahead a lethal view;
No way to see what your last sorrow hid,
Nor penetrate that awful, granite lid
That lies between our thoughts and what is true.
There's no understanding what you did,
No way to see what your last sorrow hid.
I hate you Mother for what you did-
I hate you, Mother, for what you did
To me when I was just a child,
A helpless thing whom you could beat
Until the excess bile was drained.
To me, when I was just a child,
You were God unmerciful
Until the excess bile was drained
And you were once again my friend.
You were God unmerciful,
And I was Satan, Lord of Hell,
Until you were again my friend
And curdled my last drops of love.
And I was Satan, Lord of Hell,
A helpless thing whom you could beat
Until you curdled all my love.
I hate you, Mother, for what you did.
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crazy love-
> What do you do when your mother is crazy,
> Hysterical, selfish, abusive, and cruel?
> What do you do when really you hate her,
> And it's all you can do to be distantly cool?
> What do you do when you find her repulsive,
> And the best of your memories are tinted with pain?
> And now she is old, and needs to be near you,
> And you cannot stand to be near her again?
>
> How do you tell her the truth when the truth
> Keeps accruing like some insurmountable debt?
> When the horror that haunts you goes back to a moment
> You cannot remember and cannot forget?
>
> What do you do with your love when your love
> Has been buried so long that you can't find its grave?
> When love for a parent lies outside a window
> Through which you imagine how people behave?
>
> What do you do when whatever you do
> Must cost more than the option you failed to choose?
> For whether you turn to embrace or forsake her,
> You're left with a burden you cannot refuse.
>
>
evil has no mercy-
> Evil has no easy explanation.
> Everyone is evil and is good.
> Sometimes we watch ourselves do something evil
> Frozen in a scream that's never heard.
> We cannot stop ourselves, so we go on,
> Knowing somewhere else the horror plays
> And plays and plays until we are forgiven,
> Healed by someone's gift of unearned love.
>
> When someone has been tortured as a child,
> Evil, like a mad dog, crouches near.
> One buries it deep in a vaulted, lead-lined chamber,
> But zombie-like it stalks the world within.
>
> It's strange that darkened children need forgiveness
> For evil that they suffer, innocent.
> But guilt's the trademark of humiliation,
> Burned into the flesh of memory.
>
> Love washes over evil like an ocean,
> Sweeping over seething, fisted anger,
> Drowning it in cold, unquiet depths,
> Leaving you weak and weeping on the strand.
>
> You wouldn't be yourself without the pain
> That twists inside like penitential dancers,
> Making you the stage of some strange beauty,
> Like no one else, the host of our redemption.
life is like a dream-
For most of us life passes like a dream,
Revealing only what is on our minds.
Inside the prison of the self we see
Each object as a shadow on our wall.
Nothingness awaits, as sure as night.
Did I not have you, dear friend, I might,
Shadow on a shade, not be at all.
How much we need a word beyond our sea:
In love and laughter, thoughts of different kinds,
Perhaps, with luck, unraveling a seam
to you my friend-
I do not see you often with my eyes,
But often you are with me in my heart.
We rarely speak, but there are deeper ties
That keep us close while we must be apart.
Friendships don't depend on sights and sounds,
But on the mysteries of need and grace.
You're with me always, unrestrained by bounds,
In some sweet field more permanent than place.
And so your marriage is a widespread glory,
Shining on a world of more than two.
All the characters in your life story
Share the happiness that's come to you.
No love but must with all love intertwine:
The joy between you two is also mine.
what happened to friendship?-
I don't understand what happened to us
Or why you have turned away.
Of course you are free to do as you like,
But first I have something to say.
To me it had seemed we could go on forever,
So close were our hearts, and at ease,
So much did we share, yet the words never faltered,
So I thought as time did as it pleased.
Whatever I did that has made you unhappy,
Or am that is not to your taste,
Or would be were I to return to your graces,
Or won't be if I am replaced:
I want you to know that your friendship is something
I treasure, and would not now end.
If you would be willing to turn to embrace me,
You'd find in me still a good friend.
abused
Although consumed by fury, you still loved us.
At least that is the knowledge of my heart.
Screaming like a child, you would beat us
Until you snapped, and then the tears would start.
"You know I love you," you would cry, demanding
More of us through tears than with your fist.
And we, through tears, would nod our understanding,
Too bullied in our pain to dare resist.
Yet now that you've been dead for many years,
And I have wandered through my own vast hell,
I see the desperate anguish in your tears
And hope at last that I can love you well.
For only in my love can your love be
The love that once, I think, you had for me.
unforgiven crimes-
There are some crimes that cannot be forgiven,
For which no punishment can be enough,
Which should by such harsh sentence be forbidden
That none would dare so damned a fortune touch.
And yet the children still are raped, abused,
Made actors in a nightmare none should see,
Fondled, fettered, forced, defiled, used
By those who cannot help but evil be.
And for such twisted souls no cure is certain.
The debt cannot be paid and left behind.
Freedom brings anew the old temptation,
And all the tightened springs beg to unwind.
All people in their sorrow should be loved,
But some must ever be from us removed.
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The pain will never go away;
The wound will never heal.
The evil that was done to you
Is now your eyes, your heart.
The black will never turn to gray;
The blood will not congeal.
The violence is never through;
The past does not depart.
Time will merely make you whole,
Consuming what you are:
Part sufferer, part comforter,
Part victim, part new song;
Part mother of an angry soul,
Part child of despair,
Part witness and part conqueror
Of all that did you wrong.
You told me in a dream you always loved me.
I wept with joy at what with joy you said.
My sadness was not there. It was so lovely.
And with you was my darling, also dead.
The sky was with an early sunrise burning,
Yet still with ample darkness for the moon,
Which held the secret of its youthful yearning
Although it knew that it would vanish soon.
How wonderful, I thought, at last to hear you
Say what I had known but never heard!
Abandoned, I have long longed to be near you
And find my long-lost refuge in a word.
I saw the truth of it within your eyes
And blessed the dream that ends but never dies.
Can't you see? Don't you care
I want to die?
Don't you listen? Can't you hear
My silent cry?
Won't you turn? Can't you hold
Me to your heart?
Are you afraid of what might follow
Once you start?
Would you rather not believe
I'm in such pain
That all your sense and good advice
Must be in vain?
Would you rather tell yourself
I'll be OK,
And all this adolescent angst
Will go away?
Ah! Would I also swim across
This lake alone!
But if you cannot swim with me,
I know I'll drown.
Do we know-
do we now
where things are to grow
do we have
what we need to?
do we follow our feelings
or by others wantings
are we pushed
or did we do what we wanted?
but right now I am going with the flow
whoever leads
the other will follow
right now the feeling is mutual
down the line
tis all a mystery
will you take my hand
and see what will become?
will you be there
when all is dark
or will you leave
as i stay alone and cry?
to site alone, to cry alone
that is the worry, that is the shame
to be alone, to cut in the dark
that is the joy, that is the love
the joy is you, the love is you
the worry and shame si gone
oh baby please don't leave me falling
falling in the dark abyss!
stay with my heart and hold my hand
lay with me at tnight and kiss me gently
forever and always my heart my love
mi amor, mi carazon
Evil has no easy explanation.
Everyone is evil and is good.
Sometimes we watch ourselves do something evil
Frozen in a scream that's never heard.
We cannot stop ourselves, so we go on,
Knowing somewhere else the horror plays
And plays and plays until we are forgiven,
Healed by someone's gift of unearned love.
When someone has been tortured as a child,
Evil, like a mad dog, crouches near.
One buries it deep in a vaulted, lead-lined chamber,
But zombie-like it stalks the world within.
It's strange that darkened children need forgiveness
For evil that they suffer, innocent.
But guilt's the trademark of humiliation,
Burned into the flesh of memory.
Love washes over evil like an ocean,
Sweeping over seething, fisted anger,
Drowning it in cold, unquiet depths,
Leaving you weak and weeping on the strand.
You wouldn't be yourself without the pain
That twists inside like penitential dancers,
Making you the stage of some strange beauty,
Like no one else, the host of our redemption.
I hate you, Dad, for what you did
To me when I was just a child,
A helpless thing whom you could beat
Until the excess bile was drained.
To me, when I was just a child,
You were God unmerciful
Until the excess bile was drained
And you were once again my friend.
You were God unmerciful,
And I was Satan, Lord of Hell,
Until you were again my friend
And curdled my last drops of love.
And I was Satan, Lord of Hell,
A helpless thing whom you could beat
Until you curdled all my love.
I hate you, Dad, for what you did.
It wasn't over when you died,
When I was still too young to know
The damage that you did inside,
The pain that I would undergo.
When I was still too young to know,
You did to me what things you would.
The pain that I would undergo
Came later, once I understood.
You did to me what things you would
While I lay numb and still. The hate
Came later, once I understood
The sorrow that you came to sate.
While I lay numb and still, the hate
Arose in you as love, as need.
The sorrow that you came to sate
Then passed between us in your seed.
Arose in you as love, as need
To undergo yourself in me,
Then passed between us in your seed,
Became your lasting legacy.
To undergo yourself in me,
The damage that you did inside
Became your lasting legacy.
It wasn't over when you died.
Memories of life at home
Rarely reach the sea.
Beneath the bare swept surface muck
Lie dreams that turn us cold.
The best that we can do is try
To savor what is served,
Love the lust of a sinking sun
And make much of precision.
The pain will never go away;
The wound will never heal.
The evil that was done to you
Is now your eyes, your heart.
The black will never turn to gray;
The blood will not congeal.
The violence is never through;
The past does not depart.
Time will merely make you whole,
Consuming what you are:
Part sufferer, part comforter,
Part victim, part new song;
Part mother of an angry soul,
Part child of despair,
Part witness and part conqueror
Of all that did you wrong.
There are some crimes that cannot be forgiven,
For which no punishment can be enough,
Which should by such harsh sentence be forbidden
That none would dare so damned a fortune touch.
And yet the children still are raped, abused,
Made actors in a nightmare none should see,
Fondled, fettered, forced, defiled, used
By those who cannot help but evil be.
And for such twisted souls no cure is certain.
The debt cannot be paid and left behind.
Freedom brings anew the old temptation,
And all the tightened springs beg to unwind.
All people in their sorrow should be loved,
But some must ever be from us removed.
What do you do when your mother is crazy,
Hysterical, selfish, abusive, and cruel?
What do you do when really you hate her,
And it's all you can do to be distantly cool?
What do you do when you find her repulsive,
And the best of your memories are tinted with pain?
And now she is old, and needs to be near you,
And you cannot stand to be near her again?
How do you tell her the truth when the truth
Keeps accruing like some insurmountable debt?
When the horror that haunts you goes back to a moment
You cannot remember and cannot forget?
What do you do with your love when your love
Has been buried so long that you can't find its grave?
When love for a parent lies outside a window
Through which you imagine how people behave?
What do you do when whatever you do
Must cost more than the option you failed to choose?
For whether you turn to embrace or forsake her,
You're left with a burden you cannot refuse.
You told me in a dream you always loved me.
I wept with joy at what with joy you said.
My sadness was not there. It was so lovely.
And with you was my darling, also dead.
The sky was with an early sunrise burning,
Yet still with ample darkness for the moon,
Which held the secret of its youthful yearning
Although it knew that it would vanish soon.
How wonderful, I thought, at last to hear you
Say what I had known but never heard!
Abandoned, I have long longed to be near you
And find my long-lost refuge in a word.
I saw the truth of it within your eyes
And blessed the dream that ends but never dies
Can't you see? Don't you care
I want to die?
Don't you listen? Can't you hear
My silent cry?
Won't you turn? Can't you hold
Me to your heart?
Are you afraid of what might follow
Once you start?
Would you rather not believe
I'm in such pain
That all your sense and good advice
Must be in vain?
Would you rather tell yourself
I'll be OK,
And all this adolescent angst
Will go away?
Ah! Would I also swim across
This lake alone!
But if you cannot swim with me,
I know I'll drown.
Though I chose death instead of pointless pain,
Please forgive the manner of my leaving.
My love and need for all of you remain.
I could not long such suffering sustain,
Nor would it long have held you from your grieving.
Though I chose death instead of pointless pain,
I hope that choice will not my memory stain,
Nor lead you to be wroth at my deceiving.
My love and need for all of you remain.
For only in you do I live again,
Woven like a wind into your weaving.
Though I chose death instead of pointless pain,
I put to you the plea of the self-slain:
To comprehend an anguish past conceiving.
My love and need for all of you remain
That all that I have been not be in vain,
But blend into the earth of your believing.
Though I chose death instead of pointless pain,
My love and need for all of you remain.
Poems made in jail-
unquiet grave-
so cold the winters winds do blow
and down fell drops of rain
i have yet one true love
in his house he was slain
ill say as much for my true love
as any yong man could say
i'll sit and ill weep on his cold grave
for a year and a day
when the year and day was up
his ghost began to weep
why do you sit here on my grave
and will nt let me sleep
theres on thing more that i do want
and that i do so crave
and thats to kiss you ghostly white lips
and i will go from your grave
my lips they are so cold as clay
my breeath smells havey ans strong
and if you kiss my white lips
your livfe will not be long
down in the garen of rose and green
where my true love and i did walk
the finest flower that was seen
is withered unto the stalk
the stalk is withered unto the root
and the root into the ground
thats why i moarn for the loss of my love
when hes not here to be found.
afraid of the night-
like the child waiting in the night
for warm hands and arms to wrap
themselves around his lonliness
to spend hinmself in tears of dudden safety
and of love
i too in the dark aloneness of selfunlove
unanchored,abandoned, and denced
still summon with silen child cries
the ancient hope
the old sure magick of wantedness
the child still lives with me
witht eh eager heart of innocense
and petrayed that painful pure day
to sense the rescue
now there is more
but driven by old dreams, pale yet powerfull
rembranced os the touch of love
i wait
one waits on always waits
it is forgotten that noneless need
the years have been beeten from my beaten heart
but like some shape of primeive fear
it beckons crowds my personality
blunt stuff reasons
i am gort3esqucally, helpless waiting
my mind turning inward, backward
dull to is pain with youn memoried that weakena ddefy
subming then die
d do not love
i wait in such unhope
i wait
oh wow now
i've done it
i've made a mess
i feel a fool
i feelobsessed
when we get to a good part
will i have omething to wear?
i know my hearts in the right place
cause i hid it there
i act so much like myself
it's a little unreal
it's a lot of work
it's no big deal
my hearts in the the right place
ticking away inside my torso
i'm just like other folks
only that much more so
i remind myself
of soemone i've never met
of some one it'd like to meet
of someon i can't forget
i'm not insane
but i'm halfway there
you can tell from the smoke
rising from my molten hair
follow me down insight road
and i'll show you the sight along the way
i'm a flash ooand the world is my pan
have a nice day
the world as we knowis is not what it seems
there is no laughter just silent screams
there is no mercy there is no love
some times i think thate is no god above
i cut myself, loose my grip
drippity, drippity droppity drip
seeing the blood drip below me
slowely formiing a pddle, now the red sea
int eh bloddy reflection i see the pain theat was bestowed
and feeling the warm tears that so easily flowed
tears of sorrow tears of dread
you never listened to a thing i said
on the ouside i formed a smiling maskhiding from pain
frommy soul that was painly slain
its just hinting death hinting death
creeping, crawlin silent death
why does that wrold want me gone
this i ask in my sad song
ina painful world that would be bliss
all i want is this
death that does part
i wish i knew this art
can i live? can i die
i just now ask why
why won't i die?
mother is god in a child eyes
but what do you do when that god is satn?
when day by day you are in compled darkness
an you hope to feel an end to that pain
when nobody williste and nobody cares
and they still love that god above?
what can you do? what do you do
go inside that dark head and and leave everyone
just sid and sit and stae and stare
the darknes never goes away
all through your life you have anly you
nobody else because nobdy cared
if they see they don't tell
the teacher, counseloer and stangers alike
but when they do find out
do they still like god?
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The Movie of Our Life
In the movie of our life,
starring you and me.
Hollywood is in for a treat,
wait until they see.
The stage is all ours,
so let's put on a good show.
We act these roles so well,
but they will never know.
Shakespeare seems out of date,
Romeo and Juliet got old.
Baby they have nothing on us,
so let our story be told.
We write romance scenes,
like forever had no end.
It all comes so natural,
with an amazing girlfriend.
We've only gotten started,
the end is far from now.
Nothing can break us up,
not even a broken vow.
People watch the notebook,
is that all Hollywood's got?
Girl, you and me alone,
make those scenes look hot.
They'll write a story one day,
and a movie to go with it.
Just get us to act it out,
It would be the greatest hit.
We may never be Hollywood's hottest,
Brad and Angelina will be in the past.
It will last as long as their careers,
but baby you and I will forever last.
my heart has to left feet-
My clumsy heart has two left feet
It always trips when I see you
It starts to race and skip a beat
My clumsy heart has two left feet
It's starting now to feel the heat
Because of all the things you do
My clumsy heart has two left feet
It always trips when I see you
my perfect life-
I remember when we met,
How could I forget?
That was a special day,
My problems rushed away.
My life began when I saw you,
Ever since then, I started off new.
Whenever we are together,
I just wish the moment would last forever.
You give me a smile when it seems impossible,
You are my everything,
My one true love, sent from above.
When I was little and I watched people kiss,
I thought it was wrong, but now I have this.
I have you, my perfect life,
My beautiful girl, my future wife.
I dont need money to be rich,
Because with you I am,
The richest of the rich.
I dont need no one else,
Just you and myself.
Us against the world,
Me and you girl.
I love you so much,
I love your touch.
I love your eyes,
It makes my heart fly.
You give me everything, you give me breath,
We will not part, not until death.
When I hold you in my arms,
The world makes sense,
When I feel your warmth,
I am in heaven.
You are my saviour,
My gaurdien angel,
My darling, beautiful, you're mine.
Never will I leave, I will stay throughout all time.
all you-
You are my heart and soul, every feeling I know.
You are my black and white, my darkness and my light.
You take away my fear, the only one I hold so dear.
You cheer me up when times are blue, when no one else has a clue.
Our love for one another will keep us going, it will pull us through everything.
I want to care for you and always be there for you,
I want to be your shoulder to cry on, someone to rely on,
I'll carry you when you can't go on, I'll be your back that's strong.
Our love for one another will keep us going, it will pull us through this I do promise you.
We can take the world on, hand in hand,
We can't forget a love that's strong, a friendship that'll never go wrong,
We can be happy and sad, but always glad,
We have eachother, now and forever.
Our love for one another will keep us going, it will pull us through trust me as I do you.
They may try to take us down to our death and drown,
They may try to tear us to shreds, a penalty we both will dread,
They can try to stir our problems and berate our happiness,
They can separate us in body, but never in soul, but...
Our love for one another will keep us going, it will pull us through this we both knew.
Together we rule the world and the universe,
Together we are strong and will never let this bubble burst,
Together there's no evil to fight, let's just step into the light,
Together forever isn't a myth, because...
Our love for one another has kept us going, and it has pulled us through.
So wherever we go, wherever we're sent, remember our love will last,
it's too good to rent.
Till death do us part, the legend is true, as long as you love me
I'll love you.
We will be together till the end of time your love and hope forever is mine,
So remember when you read this, don't be sad, I'm always here for you no matter what, in mind, body, heart, spirit, soul.
Lovers eternal, friends it's true, you have me and I have you.
before you-
Before you, there was only just one heart,
Ever searching, always reaching, but never finding.
Before you, there was only just one soul,
Ever seeking, always yearning, and but never resting.
Before you, there was only just one thought,
Ever striving, always wanting, but never fulfilling.
Before you, there was only just one life,
Ever planning, always hopeful, but never complete.
Before you, there was only just one hope,
Ever lasting, always fleeting, but never achieved.
Before you, there was only just one dream,
Ever longing for, always missed, and never believed.
Then you found me, on wings sent from above.
You taught me life's greatest lesson;
When two hearts merge... it's wonderful love.
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