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In Hindsight

Three wasted years, standing still
As you opened up, eighteen miles wide
On this country drive, I can’t keep up
‘Cause you’re so far gone…

~*~

Satin eyelids closing, obstructing castles in the air

Crestfallen subtleties, vintage postcards, cab fares

A drawbridge separating, onto evergreen pastures

Fractious obstinacy lost in throes of verdant cures

Nuanced lips haunting, a tenor’s aria in resonance

Rekindling fiascos within, spectrum in dissonance

Entreaty of moribund curiosity, transforming stars

Eavesdrop from parallel dimensions hidden in jars

Skirls of a zephyr, flumes under rehearsed streams

Ceramic heart in allusion, elusive firmament seams

Gateway to phantom illusions, fairies light up sense

Don’t open your eyes yet, it all might simply coalesce.

~*~

Three wasted years, wasting time
As the hunger pains grow inside
I can’t keep up, ’cause you’re so far gone
And it’s all too much hindsight…

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drink or dare

cautioned glances

hushed laughter

madness taken

in little sips

dirty secrets

gin and water

madness hidden

mine to keep.

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Hidden Universe

The way that you wrote your A’s—

Like incomplete stars missing a line.

I could simply open your notebook,

Flip it to one of your lyrical compositions,

And make constellations in paper;

White parallel lines in two dimensions.

The way that you wrote your A’s;

Like unfinished stars waiting to scintillate,

I always liked the way they appeared.

Your A’s were little constellations,

Existing within a galaxy of ink stains,

On a universe of art, doodles, and words

In that tattered and frayed notebook.

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To Augustine

Mien of Augustine

Eyes so aquamarine

Fell hair turpentine

Visage serpentine

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Wiseful Augustine

Heart indoctrined

Mind crystal clean

Old soul hid within

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My fairest Augustine

You were my Sistine

My painter’s pristine

Glassblower’s gleam

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An apex Augustine

A miasmatic welkin

Cynosure demeaned

Stark mise-en-scéne

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Company’s Augustine

Illustrious at the seam

Stars in the higher levin

Yet sardonyx in chagrin

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Dear sacrosanct Augustine

In darkest garden evergreen

Rose Eden’s shallowest skin

Vox nihili, you’re our original sin.

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Hidden Little Monsters

There’s a wicked witch brewing green poison inside my heart asunder

And inside my mind; a raging creature roars, and shadows slither black

But I could easily say that the greatest residing incorporeal monster

Would have to be the fluttering pink butterflies dancing inside my stomach.

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Dive in, take a breath
Blow the smoke through the hole in my chest
Still choking on the bed
Found your waste while the ember red
Keeps falling down and burning holes…

~*~

I guess I’ll just keep on smiling…

With my pained chest constricting, relapsed into hyperventilating

My befuddled demented mind left all dizzy, my vision broken and blurring

Shivers run down my back constantly, knotted stomach a dull weight

Goosebumps dotting my sickly skin, silver tears threatening to break

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Gloomy noose unraveled and left lying on the cold slick floor

Dried bloodstains blotting the carvings of the solid oaken door

Deep dents left by wounded knuckles on the laughing white wall

A ringing phone’s shrill voice screams for attention, an unanswered call

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Dark circles and sunken eyes disguised with a thick colourful mask

Shaking voice strengthened easily by a swig on a whiskey flask

Crimson scars covered with haute couture fashion and coats

Pallid complexion barely recognisable under that false fervid glow

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It’s careless, it’s thoughtless, for they all think me as flawless

I’d try to convince them otherwise, but I reckon it’s just pointless

With no means to eject this deadly toxin, no catharsis as a cure

This poison further contaminates me, putrid sludge seeping my soul pure

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I’m way past my breaking point, but no one would ever expect me to crack

For they perceive me as just a wall of solid steel, a shell of stoic block

So for now don’t break your character, me, and don’t fall down crumbling

Just suck it all in, it’s nothing, I’m okay…I guess I’ll just keep on smiling.

: )

~*~

I know that it’s not safe here
You did this to yourself but have no fear
Just hold your breath and swim under…

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Double Meanings

I slam my head on the cold hard wall

Hello there. I feel great, and so fine.

I trip myself on the high stairs and fall

I’m actually great, absolutely divine.

I draw pretty patterns on my skin with blades

What scars? Oh they’re nothing, just a little mishap.

I blurt out, I speak wrong, I make so many mistakes

Oh forget what I said, that was just a useless trap.

I smile when I can, and I laugh on their cues

That is hilarious, so funny, I’ve been laughing for so long.

But I try to hide all the hurt, I’m confused, a recluse

What do you mean? I’ve done nothing wrong.

It’s been going on for so long, they think it’s all real, but I beg to differ

…And you’ll never know that I am hiding an ugly monster.

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