Category: Poetry

For You

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Should I love 

That which you allow of me?

As if you ever truly had this control

To encapsulate such an emotion;

Revolution in its truest form

I am free to chose

Be it behind a curtain

Or the walls we built around it

From afar

Or to touch your lips

I will love you

Yes this is what I will do

And frolic in its liberation

Even if it’s only in my head

Hug you

Make love to you

Smile in the embrace of our bodies

Inhale the aroma of us

Yes this is what I will do

I will love you

Becoming 

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Let me find my niche

Be it in the arms of a lover
Or a crevice in the ground
Maybe in words jotted down
On this or another medium
Allow me to paint my collective thoughts
On the canvas of my choosing 
Please don’t stagnate me
With empty promises of love 
Let me breathe an element other than oxygen
And exhale the boundaries which you set
You see I’ve known your type of adoration  
I’ve bruised from your opinionated fists
My knees tattered from your control 
I wish to open my arms
And embrace the ethereal 
Where my soul can worship all that is
Be it in prayer or in just being
It’s more than just seeking
It is becoming 
Who and what I am
Let me find my niche 

Nirvana

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I wish my emotions to sit still like Siddhartha 

Under the bodi tree
Unwavering amidst storms and temptation 
Let my heart rest assured in what you bring
Undaunted with barely a blinking of my eyes
Not a doubt would enter into my thoughts
Emptying past hurt and failures
Breathing becoming life
I would touch the foundation of us
To serve as witness
To the disbelievers as there would be many
As I arise from my transfixed state
Let me walk this Earth with a new found ministry
And when my bones have become brittle 
I’d close my chakras with the last vision of you
Oh let me sit still like the enlightened ones
Having savored the nirvana of you  

The Formula

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What could I say

That would turn your eyes from looking for another?
If there was one word, or a slew of verses
Tell me, what would they be
I would venture back to the tower of babel 
And plead the creator to give me the formula
To stop this confusion between us
My love
We just don’t understand 
Like we’ve been programmed 
To resist for the sake of resistance 
On my knees I beg to know
If I recite the sacred word
Would you turn back to me
If I serenade you with muse more pleasing than the call to prayer
Would you run to my arms 
I pray for the right vibration of sound
To spring forth from my lips
As to entice you to follow its formation
Tell me
What could I say…

Eden in Misery

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There’s this darkened cloud above your words

This empty shadow that lurks behind your promise
Your lips gravitate into smirks as you whisper in my ear
Oh darling, I hear the poison rising in your tongue
The muscle tense in the strikers attack pose you know well
Pouncing on innocent lovers
Devouring with reckless abandon
I still want to hold you
Let me taste my blood off your mouth
As we both savor what’s left of me
Rain falls whisk me away
To drown in that lake 
Where once I held you
And where once I knew Eden in misery

Rise

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For God so loved the world that he gave his only begotten son
Whether truth or conundrum
I am left in awe of this vision
You see she has taught me the meaning of love
With every tear I cried
With all its sweet suffering
I sacrificed my body for this
I bled the dust from which I was created
To appease your appetite
And yet she turned it around
And said it wasn’t enough
Empty I stood at her door
With the garbage bags that rival santas gifts
I have nothing more to give
This well of plenty dried up
And now seeks new holes to dig
Let me start this quest to bleed again
And carry crosses for the next
For the lamb I am
Bury me and I to shall rise
I to shall rise…

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The Flower

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I don’t want the flower
Give me the fragrance of you
Blossom from my kiss
Grow with my gaze on your body
Oh let me touch your texture
Tenderly my hands tremble
I long to reverse the withering of your petals
And inhale your aroma eternally
No do not give me the flower
When your lips have sprung life into my soul
If I should bleed from a thorn of thee
Let it be

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This…

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I blow with fury
Til the red in my face leaks blood
Trying as I might, to make you understand… Me
Recalling childhood demons that reside under my bed
Sheets being my force field against,
I want to cover myself head to toe from your onslaught
I stare into eyes emptier than a poor mans change cup
I ask.. Why is the game prominent in your version of love?
Does its pleasures exceed my lovemaking?
Is my tongue not long enough to please in comparison?
I am left dumbfounded, bewildered at the extent of your cold,
Even as you reach out to touch my hand with your shriveled empathy,
I shiver with its frozen gesture
Sorry but these words had to be birthed
For to encase them my angered ways would burst
Into the million pieces you killed from this love… This love…

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