I Write Mediocre Poetry
My five favorite poems I have written here on SW:
Words are all I have to touch you deep inside,
The miles and vast distance prevent the touch I wish to give you but forever hide,
I died a little when you went away, just left with writing words which seem to be slowly fading away,
Words are all I have, along with many demons left to slay,
I write from my heart and care for your soul,
Words are all I have, with you I no longer share or have a role,
I am a sentimental fool who still thinks of your kind voice and lovely smile,
Words are all I have with memories on file, remembering the times when you made my life worthwhile,
Memories ingrained and typed within my brain,
Words are all I have to take away our hurt and each other's pain,
Why we left and drifted so easily apart,
Words are all I have now, left with only pieces of your heart,
I often think of you and wonder what moves you anymore,
Words are all I have to comfort you, the one who I still adore,
Time moves so fast and is incredibly unforgiving to those who truly feel,
Words are all I have to give you, to pull you back and maybe try to heal,
From deep down I always write, simple words as I listen to the rain pour, the unforgiving rain outside,
Words are all I have to touch you now, to give meaning to your inner core, to help you feel again inside,
The road to tomorrow is unknown and full of hope and dreams,
Words are all I have left to fight reality with steam,
But alas, I float back and drift within my mind,
I am now left with just words to think about the girl from another place and another time,
The lady who I once thought I touched and was supposed to walk with together straight down the line,
Words still have meaning but the reality I am left with is still so very unkind...
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I carry your heart within my soul, through the light of day and through the darkness of night,
Your heart's depth and gentle beat can be felt from a thousand miles away,
Nothing will ever stop me from carrying this beautiful piece of you each and every day,
I carry your heart within my soul, within my inner thoughts I find solace because of the time I shared with you,
Time which has passed by but still remains alive within my mind,
It exists in another place and another time,
I carry your heart within my soul, it clings to me and I never let it go,
It fills my waking days and sleepless nights,
For it is your gentle heart which gives me light, a flickering candle light I cling to and hold ever so tight,
I carry your heart within my soul, my heart remains locked away,
Only you hold the key which can set it free,
But alas you drift away and leave me to float amongst the ever changing ocean breeze,
I carry your heart within my soul,
Holding onto hope for tomorrow and that elusive day you might come back to me,
I will never lose hope as I wander about with my yearning eyes which long to once again see........ .... ....
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Honesty is such a lonely word, almost impossible to hear today,
People only seek lies they say, truth is no longer a comfort to people who are trying to make their way,
Hearts become frozen and souls drain,
Embracing illusion at all costs to avoid the sincerity and the pain,
Murdered souls bleeding in vapid and lonely lives,
It is the truth which most wish to hide, unable to trust or confide,
No longer willing to pursue virtue, it is honesty they rue,
Their murdered conscience left to wander and stew,
What will it take to awaken those who sleepwalk under a spell from hell,
How do you shake their consciences and make them well,
It is their souls for which most will gladly sell, the accumulation of lies now swell,
Fact from fiction the soulless are unable to tell, you can scream and yell but some people will always refuse to answer the bell,
Honesty where have you fell, virtue has been quelled,
By the soulless phonies who only seek the illusion cemented within their cliques all surrounded by hell....
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It was the many pages you tore out of my book,
Creating memories in my mind with your soul and those lovely green eyes which always had that rather pensive look, for it is my soul you shook,
You are gone forever and now the book remains unopened and unread,
For it is my soul you no longer feed, you no longer need, no longer willing to read, every thing I once loved can no longer be fed, just left with memories of the lady in red,
My heart bleeds but now concedes that you are no longer seeking to be found,
Not by me, the lost connection forever quelled by the indifference and the muted sound,
How does one finish and read a book with torn pages in which the final chapters remain unwritten and have become lost,
Lost in memories filled within a spectrum of joy, peace, pain and remorse,
I wish you the very best in your life's quest,
Time to finally put this unique book and all the memories which come with it to rest,
Hey :) God bless you, the lady in red, the one person I'll always love and never forget...
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Now alone, I am no longer part of any flock,
I have become a solitary rock, nobody left to inspire or shock,
Fate and destiny becoming intertwined inside a broken clock, both now silently chime,
Memories lost within a constant rewind, a blank mind,
No longer part of standing in line, haunting regrets are no longer unkind,
Looking at empty walls, no longer seeking a particular sign,
A soul which is now seen as forever dark and cold, the passage of time and the reality of life becoming old,
Content to be left in a stark and dank cemented mold,
The impenetrable walls have been erected all around me,
My eyes closed and nothing left to see,
Nothing left to feel, to touch or to hear, nobody around to sting or seer,
Locked away in my room, returning to my cocoon, deep within my womb,
I am an island lost in another space and time,
Left to exist and remain constantly confined,
I feel no joy or pain,
Now satisfied to just remain, forever locked away as I drift off to sleep and I now concede, I no longer bleed, no longer willing to play life's game, nobody left to love, nothing left to disdain,
I am but a solitary rock who now chooses to
simply refrain, nothing left to drain, indifference helps you stay forever the same...
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Wake me up when September ends,
The waning memories of a dear old friend,
Nothing left to do but pretend, for I am here alone with poems I can no longer send,
Just two drifting ships with heavy burdens and blowing masts,
The haunting memories of a Summer long ago and forever past,
Reminding a solitary soul nothing really ever seems to last,
Recalling when a renewed springtime engulfed my yearning heart,
Now there is only Winter left within a soul completely torn apart,
April she was still, my heart and soul she once did fill,
May she longed to stay, June the flowers were there to pick every single day as we both made our way,
July she began to fly quickly by, August brought nothing but empty sighs,
September I said my final goodbye to my dear old fiend,
The cold Autumn wind brought everything to its predictable end,
No longer able to search for or find,
That elusive feeling called peace of mind..
Words are all I have to touch you deep inside,
The miles and vast distance prevent the touch I wish to give you but forever hide,
I died a little when you went away, just left with writing words which seem to be slowly fading away,
Words are all I have, along with many demons left to slay,
I write from my heart and care for your soul,
Words are all I have, with you I no longer share or have a role,
I am a sentimental fool who still thinks of your kind voice and lovely smile,
Words are all I have with memories on file, remembering the times when you made my life worthwhile,
Memories ingrained and typed within my brain,
Words are all I have to take away our hurt and each other's pain,
Why we left and drifted so easily apart,
Words are all I have now, left with only pieces of your heart,
I often think of you and wonder what moves you anymore,
Words are all I have to comfort you, the one who I still adore,
Time moves so fast and is incredibly unforgiving to those who truly feel,
Words are all I have to give you, to pull you back and maybe try to heal,
From deep down I always write, simple words as I listen to the rain pour, the unforgiving rain outside,
Words are all I have to touch you now, to give meaning to your inner core, to help you feel again inside,
The road to tomorrow is unknown and full of hope and dreams,
Words are all I have left to fight reality with steam,
But alas, I float back and drift within my mind,
I am now left with just words to think about the girl from another place and another time,
The lady who I once thought I touched and was supposed to walk with together straight down the line,
Words still have meaning but the reality I am left with is still so very unkind...
------------------------------------------------------------
I carry your heart within my soul, through the light of day and through the darkness of night,
Your heart's depth and gentle beat can be felt from a thousand miles away,
Nothing will ever stop me from carrying this beautiful piece of you each and every day,
I carry your heart within my soul, within my inner thoughts I find solace because of the time I shared with you,
Time which has passed by but still remains alive within my mind,
It exists in another place and another time,
I carry your heart within my soul, it clings to me and I never let it go,
It fills my waking days and sleepless nights,
For it is your gentle heart which gives me light, a flickering candle light I cling to and hold ever so tight,
I carry your heart within my soul, my heart remains locked away,
Only you hold the key which can set it free,
But alas you drift away and leave me to float amongst the ever changing ocean breeze,
I carry your heart within my soul,
Holding onto hope for tomorrow and that elusive day you might come back to me,
I will never lose hope as I wander about with my yearning eyes which long to once again see........ .... ....
-----------------------------------------------------------
Honesty is such a lonely word, almost impossible to hear today,
People only seek lies they say, truth is no longer a comfort to people who are trying to make their way,
Hearts become frozen and souls drain,
Embracing illusion at all costs to avoid the sincerity and the pain,
Murdered souls bleeding in vapid and lonely lives,
It is the truth which most wish to hide, unable to trust or confide,
No longer willing to pursue virtue, it is honesty they rue,
Their murdered conscience left to wander and stew,
What will it take to awaken those who sleepwalk under a spell from hell,
How do you shake their consciences and make them well,
It is their souls for which most will gladly sell, the accumulation of lies now swell,
Fact from fiction the soulless are unable to tell, you can scream and yell but some people will always refuse to answer the bell,
Honesty where have you fell, virtue has been quelled,
By the soulless phonies who only seek the illusion cemented within their cliques all surrounded by hell....
----------------------------------------------------------------
It was the many pages you tore out of my book,
Creating memories in my mind with your soul and those lovely green eyes which always had that rather pensive look, for it is my soul you shook,
You are gone forever and now the book remains unopened and unread,
For it is my soul you no longer feed, you no longer need, no longer willing to read, every thing I once loved can no longer be fed, just left with memories of the lady in red,
My heart bleeds but now concedes that you are no longer seeking to be found,
Not by me, the lost connection forever quelled by the indifference and the muted sound,
How does one finish and read a book with torn pages in which the final chapters remain unwritten and have become lost,
Lost in memories filled within a spectrum of joy, peace, pain and remorse,
I wish you the very best in your life's quest,
Time to finally put this unique book and all the memories which come with it to rest,
Hey :) God bless you, the lady in red, the one person I'll always love and never forget...
--------------------------------------------------------------
Now alone, I am no longer part of any flock,
I have become a solitary rock, nobody left to inspire or shock,
Fate and destiny becoming intertwined inside a broken clock, both now silently chime,
Memories lost within a constant rewind, a blank mind,
No longer part of standing in line, haunting regrets are no longer unkind,
Looking at empty walls, no longer seeking a particular sign,
A soul which is now seen as forever dark and cold, the passage of time and the reality of life becoming old,
Content to be left in a stark and dank cemented mold,
The impenetrable walls have been erected all around me,
My eyes closed and nothing left to see,
Nothing left to feel, to touch or to hear, nobody around to sting or seer,
Locked away in my room, returning to my cocoon, deep within my womb,
I am an island lost in another space and time,
Left to exist and remain constantly confined,
I feel no joy or pain,
Now satisfied to just remain, forever locked away as I drift off to sleep and I now concede, I no longer bleed, no longer willing to play life's game, nobody left to love, nothing left to disdain,
I am but a solitary rock who now chooses to
simply refrain, nothing left to drain, indifference helps you stay forever the same...
————————————————————-
Wake me up when September ends,
The waning memories of a dear old friend,
Nothing left to do but pretend, for I am here alone with poems I can no longer send,
Just two drifting ships with heavy burdens and blowing masts,
The haunting memories of a Summer long ago and forever past,
Reminding a solitary soul nothing really ever seems to last,
Recalling when a renewed springtime engulfed my yearning heart,
Now there is only Winter left within a soul completely torn apart,
April she was still, my heart and soul she once did fill,
May she longed to stay, June the flowers were there to pick every single day as we both made our way,
July she began to fly quickly by, August brought nothing but empty sighs,
September I said my final goodbye to my dear old fiend,
The cold Autumn wind brought everything to its predictable end,
No longer able to search for or find,
That elusive feeling called peace of mind..
56-60, M
