It should be criminal How you do me this way I can see it all now You don’t want my love I’m just your passing time thing To replace what you’ve lost A temporary kind of ghost Keeping you from going insane How vulgar you’ve made me Like an infection spreading Now I need someone else To be vulgar for me A plaything to keep on a string Whenever my emotions get to me And I’m missing that touch Of whispers caring bout me I miss the shivers you gave to me When I first believed My mind is slowing dying In a gray pall of reality Because my heart is broken And my cure left me on the floor Not even one little taste Unsatisfied in every way In the darken pain of… unloved Poet of the Light © 2020
Category: abused
In significance
Another time, another life I could be someone else living On the other side of losing love Where the sun shines just right And I sleep intertwined in limbs Of the woman that saves me everyday Conversations, all the things you don’t say Are like echoes returning Repeating inside my foolish mind And I don’t know why- as if They’re trying to say something else Maybe, none of it means a damn thing Foolish dreamers always get hurt Believing in lofty miracles Just to keep hope alive inside Instead of realizing, they're not enough Of all the things she keeps needing That she only finds, with someone else She’s crying again, another tonight He’s hurting her, every bruised emotion Lies and manipulations of words Shattering her heart and dreams Making her feel lost and empty- alone Instead of loved and truly wanted...forever Poet of the Light © 2020
Retardation
I’ve long gown tired of these Immoral tossed out, drive by rescues Of disingenuous platitude utterances Being the new normal compensation Temporal self-serving people now offer Playing hero in their ensuing stories told Instead of authentic human compassion Only produced from an empathetic heart Inherently true in nature...as truth of love Poet of the Light © 2020
Patented
It’s bewildering: synchronicity
Stumbling over that threshold
Of someone else’s
Into the cold sobering air
Of reality; that waking sensation
That numb and yet accidental
Humiliation, all rolled into one moment
Experienced simultaneously
Wanted or not, shattering your delusion
Circumstances make for romantic fools
Time and time again over the ages
After you started believing in a love possibility
That would defy all odds of probability
But- instead find yourself facing- it not
Standing alone in that never ending moment
That you don’t have a chance in hell
To sum it all up, mildly
Not only are they silently rejecting you
But you have to fully admit
And responsibly evict your unwelcome self
As one of those “good ones” again
Another scar for your souls sleeve
Seen and praised for all your realness
You and your revealed heart of gold title
Are left in as a dark shivering of an answer
As not good enough to be the one wanted
And now you’re forced to silently…move on
.
Poet of the Light © 2020
Until then
When your life has become but a fog
And you struggle and stumble each day
Because you’ve nothing left to lean on
Let me be the one you come to…
.
When those close leave you behind
And the stars remain hidden at night
As the dark covers you in silence
Let me be the one you come to…
.
When conversations have run amuck
Or no one understands your bad luck
Is carrying you further from yourself
Let me be the one you come to…
.
When your heart become broken
By those who mattered most then
And leave you to clean their mess
Let me be the one you come to…
.
When your only embrace is cold
But it is making you more numb
And troubles follow your fears
Let me be the one you come to…
.
When love doesn’t seem to exist
No mater where you’ve looked for it
And you feel lost, empty and alone
Let me be the one you come to…
.
When you are too tired to even walk
Because your journey been so tough
Let me hold you awhile to find rest
Let me be a light for your darkness
Let me be the best one then… instead of them
.
Poet of the Light © 2020
Raw
My heart’s whispers
Like weakened tree leaves
Have dried in the prevailing winds
Only to loosen and fallen- short
In symbolic message and love both
.
They’re now all scattered
About the landscapes and Hell’s gate
Furled, nearly colorless and chipped
Even the moon overlooks them
Strewn in the wide-open
.
Like unwanted weeds
Awaiting…snow
.
Poet of the Light © 2020
Carelessly
A beacon island of ourselves
Encircled by a tumultuous sea
We become a host sanctuary
Oft typically of a sound mind
Steeped by human experience
Our aged overcoat of gullibility
Tends to be accompanied by
A painted red face of credulity
At the expense, yet once again
Of being wounded unfortunately
As shame echoes in our corridors
Like a mocking Blue jay ghost
For believing in low probability
We might be seen as acceptable
Despite low odds of possibility
We are childishly brave- for love
When our fluid heart feels invincible
That’s proven inevitability wrong
After being broken- by someone
Who themselves have been hurt
And seeking a fairy-tale solution
To heal their own shattered heart
Oh- a hero role we play unwittingly
Because delusions can mirror reality
But we dare to remain unchanged
As human souls, believing in love
Who love beyond the nothing…left us
.
Poet of the Light © 2020
Malpractice
Face to face
Or faceless
Online or text
Written in ink
Or color crayola
Is fully irrelevant
Words like flowers
Reveal their values
And bloom or die
Trust is invisible
Fragile like glass
Stranger or friends
Makes no difference
Only broken hearts
Know not to start
To live their life or
Trust lips that utter
Any…broken promises
.
Poet of the Light © 2020
Beneath my pall
Their “misunderstandment” is charitable
For how my life and I came to be now
As a lump in my throat was swallowed
I’m a hodgepodge of unwanted things
That others shattered and threw away
I’m stained and slightly marred, per se
Only to survive despite their objectives
As I overcame their crueler rejections
When I silently turned up, if only barely
To reside on the fringe of a subsistence
And recognize there’s life- in stillness
Void of a fury or intellectual dishonesty
And further removed from a false beauty
But more importantly, broken promises
Predicated on things, liars just imagined
Oh- those heartbreaks seemed unending
Like the nights ever pending darkness
Captive shivers in its last coldest hour
As I sat alone, forgotten in my trusting
Just before the light of a dawns promise
And my fragile hope carried me onward
So I could breath freely for another day
Absorbing love falling on, as amber rays
Verifying I’m worthy to be loved…faithful
.
Poet of the Light © 2020
Valorousness
Oh- my dearest poor heart
What have I allowed done you?
What foolishness have I believed
That would leave you- this way?
You’re barely recognizable, even to me
.
To think of all those triumphant times
You were there for me, faithfully
Resounding deep here, in my chest
Providing life to flow so freely
Never restrictive when it mattered most
.
Oh- I’ve been a poor caregiver truly
I’ve opened the gates of hell it seems
Not knowing its pending consequence
Not knowing what comes, to devour thee
Like pillagers of life in the darkest night
.
I shamelessly fed thee to worldly wolves
When all I wanted was to let you… be loved
.
Poet of the Light © 2020
