Monday, May 8, 2006

Poem by Sylvia Plath,
Admonition

If you dissect a bird
To diagram the tongue
You'll cut the chord
Articulating song.

If you flay a beast
To marvel at the mane
You'll wreck the rest
From which the fur began.

If you pluck out the heart
To find what makes it move,
You'll halt the clock
That syncopates our love.
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Sunday, May 7, 2006

Rush at me
Stab me in the back
At least I’d know your there
Kick me
Beat me
Tear me to pieces in the rain
Drown me
Punish me
Burry me alive
Show me all your pain
End all of mine
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Wednesday, April 26, 2006

I wrote a poem that was brought on by a song I love, its my fav its called Por Una Cabeza which means loosing by a head, the song is spanish and you should download it its quite beautiful its a tango, if I can i'll post the music on here.

Title--Por una cabeza

We stood hand in hand
Hanging on by strings
Holding each other close
A warm breath apart

Por Una Cabeza
Losing by a head

We ruined each other slowly
Broken apart by all this sadness
An Amargura kiss
The touch of bitterness

Por Una Cabeza
Losing by a head

She wipes tears from lips
Crystal deaths
She wipes out the sadness
Such pure madness

Por Una Cabeza
Losing by a head

Standing at your side
A warm breath apart
Such a violent love dead
A death she forgets

Por Una Cabeza
Loosing by a head

A kiss of Amargura
No matter again and again
I’ll die a thousand deaths
Upon your rose dried lips

Por Una Cabeza
Loosing by a head
She kissed away the bitterness
Again and again

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Saturday, April 15, 2006

So I have put all my poems into order by year, month, and date. I shall compile a book eventually of all of them. Anyways so I was looking at the most recent ones from each year and at how different they are so here they are. See how my style's have changed.

Year:2003

the death of her
She never told us why
She had to die
She wrote a letter
But it didn’t matter
She was drawn
Away from us
To a different place
She said she must
We thought she was happy
She never mentioned
That she felt life was crappy
All she really wanted was attention
So she took to many meds
And ended her life
With a shot in the head

Year:2004

Frozen rose fallen feather
Frozen rose fallen feather
Growing alone and yet together
Looking out into the world
Watching sadness forever hurled

Frozen rose fallen feather
In gods grasp forever
Waiting for the day their free
Always asking for a plea

Frozen rose fallen feather
Thorns and down bound in leather
Nether wanting to betray
Which is stopping them from flying away

Frozen rose fallen feather
Standing through all kinds of weather
One always beside the other
Eternally each other’s sister and brother

Year:2005

Child
So broken
Whisper silently
Her prayers
Memories trifled
Forgotten dreams
Loudly screaming
Shouting
Crying
Child so sorry
These hopes and dreams shattered
I apologize
Though it not be my fault
The blame is taken
Child Shhhhh
I’ve grown up

Year:2006-Its a tie with this one cause I wrote 3 on the same day so yah.

Untitled 1
Born immortal
I shall die immortal
And everything in between
Shall vanish
Not planed like an event
For ever more watching the world
The acid sunset glazing my eyes
I was not chosen by choice
But by choice I shall die
My name marked in family lies, hated
I will soak up your pain
I will glow with unborn death
Upon my immortal tongue
I will seal this letter with a kiss
Signed never more I am bliss
March 14, 2006

Untitled 2
She wrote a letter between closed lips
Frozen on death, locked deep in kiss
She signed the pain Lily’s last embrace
And carted away her last wish
Verbalized nothing the words were lost
Blown of her delicate palm like lovers bliss
She lay on the ground in winters nest
Cover in her blanket of rare thorn harmony
She sealed her fate with one glass tear
And took her last breath of the winds carcass
March 14, 2006

Untitled 3
A shot in the head
Is an easy way to pretend I’m dead
A way to act like I’m not there
Just a holey ghost at the end of the room
A forgotten letter, suicide, love, blank
Something unneeded, something worthless
An erased word, a cleared fingerprint
Not meant to be found, never meant to be found
A broken wing for a flightless bird
They don’t know what’s the mater until it’s under their nose
They never see the problem until its whispered in their ears
They never see the tears until they fall from their eyes
Thus she walks, talks, loves, and dies alone





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Tuesday, April 11, 2006

I havn't posted anything for a bit. So heres a little something that I felt like writing.

I could feel her soft skin beneath my hand. Though it was mere thought, it still seemed to provoke a sensation along my skin.
Hmmmm a fantasy I would assume to be the culprit of my fascination. Oh but the image of her lying beside me…under me, that was worth the effort it took to daydream in this sense.
She rolled away from me with a giggle. She loved teasing me, making me ach for her, making me laugh along with her because other wise the intensity would boil me alive. She loved every minute of four-play. I loved every minute of the act itself. Small attention span and all didn’t leave me with a yearning for preliminary's such as four-play. Oh but she did always make it seem 10 times better at the end.
Her breasts where a milky white, not entirely tanned like her arms and legs; just a simple innocent part of skin, a part that brought sensations that left her grasping for my lips. But hey I wasn’t going to complain. The attention both rewarded to me, and my lips, always made it worth my-while.
From time to time I missed her, much like I was now. The way her blue eyes went glassy after we had had each other, and the sigh that always, barely, escaped her lips before I made them surrender to me once more. I could never have too much of her taste, always like a mix of flowers…her own sent.
What can I do but miss her. Forever and always a lingering taste on my lips, and a fleeting remembered fantasy.

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Tuesday, March 14, 2006

Untitled 1
Born immortal
I shall die immortal
And everything in between
Shall vanish
Not planed like an event
For ever more watching the world
The acid sunset glazing my eyes
I was not chosen by choice
But by choice I shall die
My name marked in family lies, hated
I will soak up your pain
I will glow with unborn death
Upon my immortal tongue
I will seal this letter with a kiss
Signed never more I am bliss

Untitled 2
She wrote a letter between closed lips
Frozen on death, locked deep in kiss
She signed the pain Lily’s last embrace
And carted away her last wish
Verbalized nothing the words were lost
Blown of her delicate palm like lovers bliss
She lay on the ground in winters nest
Cover in her blanket of rare thorn harmony
She sealed her fate with one glass tear
And took her last breath of the winds carcass

Untitled 3
A shot in the head
Is an easy way to pretend I’m dead
A way to act like I’m not there
Just a holey ghost at the end of the room
A forgotten letter, suicide, love, blank
Something unneeded, something worthless
An erased word, a cleared fingerprint
Not meant to be found, never meant to be found
A broken wing for a flightless bird
They don’t know what’s the mater until it’s under their nose
They never see the problem until its whispered in their ears
They never see the tears until they fall from their eyes
Thus she walks, talks, loves, and dies alone
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Monday, March 6, 2006

I had to write this for my english class and I really liked the way it turned out so ya I'm posting it.

I would give myself optimism if a gift like that could be handed off. However it wouldn’t be the type where one feels happy constantly, because I feel that is impossible. No it would merely be the faith part. The side of optimism in which one looks to the future and really does see a future, to be able to comprehend the idea that, yes, good events can occur later on in time, and that maybe even in the present something worth wild may arise. I would not be shaded from the world any longer. I would not see decay as the way we live our lives. Optimism would give me light, it would chase away the decaying darkness and bring with it something filled with hope.
The fear of waking each day would end leading to a want unlike any thing else. I would no longer watch the rainbow I would become the rainbow. I would be a glittering streak of color across the sky leading to the pot of gold…leading to something worth some happiness.
My optimism would become a knife stabbed through my mask, and as the knife pulled away along with it could, and would, follow My Lie. No more pretending, no more laughing at things I care not for, no more acting like I have optimism because I finally would. I could finally be true. I could finally be what everyone had groomed me to become. And though it sounds as though I still wouldn’t be me, though it seems I would still be a form of a living lie. I would not. I could never be. I’m not just me. I am the result of failure and success. I am the outcome of a sever war and loving peace. I am a mix of everyone I have met and everyone I will meet. And all these things will come together to create a person filled with faith, hope, and the simple belief that ‘no’ is never the end, that, yes, I have a chance to be that streak of color in a bright blue sky.
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Saturday, March 4, 2006

i'm going to apoligize right now incase I spell things very badly, I'd been drinking...I'm at a party...I'm not drunk yet but i'm getting there. My cuz is in the bathroom pucking nice isn';t it.anyways yearlyer I want'ed to kill meself I couldn't see why I had come to this party in the first place. But know that I've had some drinks lits refrace that I've had 2 coolers, 2 shots of smernoth rasberry, a beer, and half a coke. anywho I really anted to kill meself and now now I'm all fine. mind you I'm not at the point where I will make out with the chicks fuck eh? and I can still sorta write lol I just tryed to use chel's phone as the mouse I"m gona go. bye
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Friday, February 24, 2006

She racks her nails along scalp
Along skin
Along bone and heart
She digs her teeth into soul
Mind and life
She’s eating away her own identity
Gulping down her own pain
Lifelessly drinking in her own rain
She sucks in her voice
No one can here her now
She rips up her chest looking
Looking for that beat
She falls to her knees
Such a loud bruising thud
Hammering
Banging
Scrapping her hands down rugs
Feel the ruff
Feel the smooth
Feel the length of your day
She lies down on her back
Gazing up
Skin raw
Mouth dry
Soul gapping open
She screams
Screams
Screams as red rolls off lips
Nails broken she picks her noose
Whipping it at the window
Sending glass shards to her eyes
She finally cries tears worth the pain
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Tuesday, February 14, 2006

Let me sleep
Never to wake again
Let me die
Never to feel this pain
Let me live
Upon a snow white heaven
Let me cry
Never to remember
Let me fear
Never to understand
Let me love
With the part of my heart hidden
Let me be free
Never to look back
Let me finally fall
Never to fly again
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