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August 28, 2008 - Thursday
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Loves Rhapsody(repost)
Category: Writing and Poetry
If you cared you would be there.
In the love the was partially shared
Emotional tides you could not handle
Run away from the candle
Your desires clouded by reason
Not forgotten through the seasons
Burdeons imaginary
Heart broken rhapsody
You left for you could not bare
Love could not be shared
Marking memories wake
Was it real or was it fake?
Love let you go
Pains are not a show
Your desires clouded by reason
Not a collison of treason
Was it all a blaze
Stroll in the maze
Echoing songs are sung in hell
More then a spell
Enchantments to embrace
Turn to face
loves rapsody
Your heart left your custody
Your desires clouded by reason
Deeping in the season
Spiral the abyss
Afraid of tempting bliss
Fires will not burn away
As perceived hate does sway
Angels twisted knife pierces deep
Inside to hard to keep
Pouring out the bloody tears
Loves domestic entagling fears
Your desires clouded by reason
Not as collision of treason
Passions run high
Dancing towards the sky
Free it is the season
One with hells legion
Love that does not fade
Hidden yearnings said
Burning in a blazes
Reminded of the heart felt days
Love will bring you to hell
For it is all a spell
Welling in acceptance
Breathing songs of repentance
Twisted day a heated night
Heart headed towards what is right
Love let you go
To where you are headed you already know
(c)vic h 2007
4:03 AM
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August 27, 2008 - Wednesday
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Maybe Just Maybe
Category: Writing and Poetry
Maybe just maybe if it was asked an answer would be received
Could it just be easier to sit in assumption?
Maybe if arrogance didn't take the lead in the dance
A truth could be heard
Maybe it is just an imagined world
Wrapped in the slightest veils of honesty
Serenading the hearts mind in the mystical fogs
That settle upon the stale nights air
Maybe just maybe the doubt is just another cloud
Another warming shroud wrapping to hide
A realization that screams
But is eventually once again subdued
Maybe just maybe an answer is more silent
Than it is spoken
As it waits in the bushes to feed
And once again is satisfied
Maybe just maybe the search is just a cirlcle
Being forged into something wearable
To glisten with the memory of what has transpired
As it completes the fashionable band
Maybe just maybe a question shouldn't be left to silent contemplation?
To be drawn into a falsified conclusion
That might be accurate
Then again maybe just maybe it is the answer to ones own ego
C vic h 2008
3:31 PM
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Is It?
Category: Writing and Poetry
Is it that I am lost amongst the shadows?
Searching for the golden lit meadows
Shining with the brillance of hope
And the simplicity of a tire swinging from a rope
Is it that I am transversing the caverns of depression?
Where the echoes are covered amonst hands suppression
In the deeping tunnels furthering from fresh scents of space
Just to escape a persumed disgrace
Is it that I am struggling with a confession?
Elusive freedom of a truth profession
Spinning and weaving into a embelished design
Where the holes and pattern do not intertwine
Is it that I am wandering looking in futility?
Trying to grasp the understanding of my ability
As a candle burns on both ends
To liquify the control that pretends
Is it that I speak of those that I have known?
Within the blossoming of the loving heart has grown
By the blowing winds that fertilize
Within the deadened emotions just now realized
Is it that I am praying for a hero to ride in on a steed?
Bringing a happily ever after healing what does bleed
In which smiles are true and pains are lifted
And the tides have been shifted
Is it that I am lost in a shadows dance?
Confused and scared by circumstance
Chanting into the night
Desparately summoning for a fire to ignite
C vic h 2008
2:50 PM
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August 24, 2008 - Sunday
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For a Moment
Category: Writing and Poetry
Bubbling, bubbling
It is all just doubling
In this wretched fight
Between shadows and light
Brewing, brewing
Maybe more of a stewing
In the struggle of power
Overdrawn potions sour
Dreaming, dreaming
Conciousness flows are streaming
In glimpses of contentment
On the other side of resentment
Weeping, weeping
Another secret keeping
In the pot
Congealing to a blackened spot
Breathing, breathing
Arrogance seething
Wafting a repugnent scent
And hopes lines are bent
Gazing, gazing
Wishes are graising
Upon the grassy fields
As a war, just for a moment yields
C vic h 2008
4:54 AM
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So Clear
Category: Writing and Poetry
Sometimes you are so clear
A wonderous beauty near
Sweet sounds that you make, I hear
Wrapped in your embrace open hearts to seer
Sometimes as dawn approaches I wish to not awake
How can it be fake?
As it is the only way to partake
While another day does break
Amongst the covering molds
In the delicates folds
And subtle holds
Exquisitely passion unfolds
Together we lay
While fingers play
In a rythmic relay
And bodies sway
Sometimes I just wish to keep closed eyes
For in that land is where you are realized
Until the light moves open the eyes
C vic h 2008
4:29 AM
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Hatreds Flame
Category: Writing and Poetry
Breathing breaths of agony
Screams bellow a symphony
Glowing eyes chance
Admist a shadows dance
In constant denial
Piled under the suppressive trials
Submerged by constant blame
Hatred has ignited a flame
Raging violence saving
Tasted vengence craving
Consumed by darkened woes
Slitted wrists and blood flows
Judgemental retribution
Restored restitution
Endangered voices
Pleading for new choices
Breathing breaths of agony
Screams bellow a symphony
Glowing eyes chance
Admist a shadows dance
In constant denial
Piled under the suppressive trials
Submerged by constant blame
Hatred has ignited a flame
Silence in wait
Whispers are just a state
In fractured worlds dreaming
Shattered remenants gleeming
Hear the sighs
Heightend are frightened cries
In a fire skins are charred
In a destruction to what has scarred
Breathing breaths of agony
Screams bellow a symphony
Glowing eyes chance
Admist a shadows dance
In constant denial
Piled under the suppressive trials
Submerged by constant blame
Hatred has ignited a flame
C vic h 2008
1:53 PM
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August 23, 2008 - Saturday
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Grey(Poem)
Category: Writing and Poetry
Red is red
Blue is blue
Black is black
And white is white too
A color is a color
Until it is mixed
Then it is a new color fixed
Red alone is red
And blue alone is blue
Mixed them together and purple is what is new
Black and white might make gray
Less it of one more of another.
Doesn't make it gray
It makes it a different color too
Another shade of gray
Mabye its how its seen
But it is no longer gray
Red is red
And blue is blue
Purple is a combination of two
But no longer is it a shade of red or blue
It has become something new
Black and white
Equally mixed turn to gray
And that is what makes it gray
Another color or more or less it is no longer gray
What it is, it is
Isn't it
As degrees are shades
Or is it what is now what it is today?
C vic h 2008
3:55 PM
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August 21, 2008 - Thursday
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Let It Go
Category: Life
Why is it that the parts of the past you want to let go of you don't? What you would not mind holding on lets go?
It is amazes me at times. See I have things in my past I wish would just stop thinking about me. I want nothing to do with them. As if I really had much to do with them when they were around me in the first place.
Yes I an angry at some of them but I really don't care what is happening to them. Quite frankly I have very few things from my past that I do care about. What I do care about I keep in contact with. It might not be as often as I or them would like whichever the case may be but it is how it is but there is contact.
I have more important concerns on my mind then apast that was quite frankly more trouble than it was worth. Or where there because of someone else and dealt with me because of association. I have moved on and are putting other aspects of my life straight.
If you don't like me and you know who you are then keep your nose to your own ass. For your shit stinks too.Keep out of my life.
This is that last I am going to speak of those that I truely want out of my life. Which I am really talking about the ones from the last couple of years. Again they know who they are. You went out the door now stay there. I don't write about you nor do you all inspire anything in me but resentment/ Don't think you know me well enough to know what I am writing about because you are more than likely wrong.
I may not be all that nor have I ever claimed to be. But I am not ashamed of where I am at although I may not always like the current position of it. So again piss off and leave me out of your life. For I have my own life.
To those that I would like to keep around again I think you know who you are thanks for the support through this. And that is what is precious to me.
For all others it is just a glimpse of life. I don't really like complaining about like this. I am trying to move pass being a complainer. It doesn't change anything and just brings on headsches.
2:07 AM
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August 19, 2008 - Tuesday
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A Fallen Angel Am I
Category: Writing and Poetry
It is not for redemption that I cry
Nor do I seek out salvation
I have grown fond of damnation
In the pits of hell a kingdom which was given to me
Don't you see I seek no light
For I am still a beautiful sight
So I can welcome you to my home
It is said I have fallen from grace
A delightful perception of a masked face
I give no comfort only pain
Oh, that thought is insane
I will reward you as much as he
For me it is just eternity
Truths that will set you free
If you wish serve the other side
In his countenance to reside
Betray him and you will be mine
It all is a balanced dance so devine
As I know he loves me I sigh
To find the truth connect those that lied
I don't need his redemption
For it was never lost in contemption
And together one day in a blessed union we will return to be
With a twisted tongue I may speak
Then again it might be the truth I shriek
As a lie is easier to believe
And honesty is seen as a lie recieved
With brillant radiant wings I still fly
C vic h 2008
A Flexwriters challenge
4:16 AM
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Soothsayer
Category: Writing and Poetry
A soothsayer in a dream
Could that ever be good
Proclaiming a love is true
And the danger lies in the next room
On a bed with another
In a twisted hold of a lover
With the strong perfume
To leave so I can resume
As a predicition of where true love will lead
From which hand does it bleed?
A psychic in a dream
Hush a secret
It can't be known
For the stage is set
Wicked parts are shown
How can the love be true?
Without a face
No words left to trace
In the next room the danger lies
Domination to damnation
For if that prediction is heard by those ears
A life will disappear
C vic h 2008
12:54 PM
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