Twigs underfoot, snap.
Twigs underfoot. Snap.
Lightning overhead, crack.
Lightning overhead. Crack.
Raise your chin.
Rain from the sky, fall.
Rain from the sky. Fall.
Grass underneath, spring.
Grass underneath. Spring.
Relax your eyes.
Thoughts in the mind, swirl.
Thoughts in the mind. Swirl.
Air in the lungs, rise.
Air in the lungs. Rise.
Release your worry.
I have a stray hair in the center of my vision
And I think, "I like the way the street light hits that building."
as the nicotine goes straight to my legs.
My mind wanders to the things that I miss
The passion, the kill, the breaks, firsts, lasts
I breathe a sigh to see my breath
And I ask myself, "would I do it again?"
Would I do it again.
I fix my gaze on a flickering star
It's up there for me to see
The only purpose is to be seen.
A history written in light
For us to think it's still there
Though it has long burned out.
Lemon Blossoms And Cherry Lips by AcePoetiK, literature
Literature
Lemon Blossoms And Cherry Lips
"Snap away the dust."
She says,
with a twist, lemon twist
of a frail wrist
covered with a bangle
and bracelets in tangle
"...away the dust"
"Shake away the cold."
She says,
with a wisp, vanilla wisp
take a risk
low cut ambiance
hip hugged hypnotist
"...away the cold"
Dance the twist, lemon twist
I insist you persist
Dance the twist with a twist
lemon twist, lemon twist
"Wipe away the rain."
She says,
with a kiss, cherry kiss
never miss
bronzed in a stare
silken smooth hair
"...
I'm all out of emotion to follow my words.
all out of compassion to give a goddamn.
I'm not quite to lonely,
and I never really am,
but I can't find the emotions that follow with words.
I'm not happy, but not even sad,
and if I were angry you wouldn't hear the end.
Just can't find the words for the way that I feel.
My ink has all but dried,
the paper, discolored and warped
My fingers, arthritic,
and I think about warmth.
I beg for forgiveness, but not for my sins,
tragedies I've caused, or tears that I've coaxed
All out of compasion to give a goddamn
Sleep becomes fleeting
Morning breaks
The sun wakes
To spread rays of rotten shine
Another day
Three feet deep
The addiction of believing
Won't get me through
But cigarettes and coffee
Four hours of normalcy
Another day
Three beats closer
The sun takes a rest
I'm jealous
For the night brings life
And sleep becomes fleeting.
The Witch of the Northeast by AcePoetiK, literature
Literature
The Witch of the Northeast
Could I have made the wrong choice
"What's done is done" they say
But in the back of my mind is a little voice
"If you do not try, things won't change"
I remind myself that it is not that simple
Truly it cannot be quite that simple.
It is quite a mess I've created
Pieces strewn about, but not mine
Break through this storm
Sinister dark clouds, beating down rain
Furious wind, it's never the same
Just like a storm it's never that easy
Never so pure.
Rarely this honest.
What is the word?
Dead like the rest.
I've lost innocence,
Though just in a sense.
I've killed innocence,
Not just in a sense.
Screaming it won't be the same.
Suddenly the darkness came.
A light that no longer shines.
Just know this fault is mine.
Breathing in ever slowly.
Sitting in the dark knowing,
I've lost innocence,
Though just in a sense.
I've killed innocence,
Not just in a sense.
Break the hymen!
Sell your soul!
Never Crying!
Growing old!
Lost is innocence.
innocence in a sense.
Dead is innocence.
Left to rest.
Death
War
God
Hate
The fear will help you concentrate
Breath
Poor
Odd
Fate
Nothing left to those who wait
The cadence that will help us march
The cadence that will get us through
The cadence that will kill our foe
The cadence that will bring us home
Rest
Soar
Nod
Great
The cadence brings you home to stay.
I breathe
I heave
A sigh
Relief
And why
A sigh
You see
I'm shy
Sat beside me
Reached out for me
Ran back from me
Sat beside you
Reached out for you
You were not there
So I breathe
And I heave
Just one sigh
Disbelief
I ask why
Silence
Breaking the heart
Quite an art
Twigs underfoot, snap.
Twigs underfoot. Snap.
Lightning overhead, crack.
Lightning overhead. Crack.
Raise your chin.
Rain from the sky, fall.
Rain from the sky. Fall.
Grass underneath, spring.
Grass underneath. Spring.
Relax your eyes.
Thoughts in the mind, swirl.
Thoughts in the mind. Swirl.
Air in the lungs, rise.
Air in the lungs. Rise.
Release your worry.
I have a stray hair in the center of my vision
And I think, "I like the way the street light hits that building."
as the nicotine goes straight to my legs.
My mind wanders to the things that I miss
The passion, the kill, the breaks, firsts, lasts
I breathe a sigh to see my breath
And I ask myself, "would I do it again?"
Would I do it again.
I fix my gaze on a flickering star
It's up there for me to see
The only purpose is to be seen.
A history written in light
For us to think it's still there
Though it has long burned out.
Lemon Blossoms And Cherry Lips by AcePoetiK, literature
Literature
Lemon Blossoms And Cherry Lips
"Snap away the dust."
She says,
with a twist, lemon twist
of a frail wrist
covered with a bangle
and bracelets in tangle
"...away the dust"
"Shake away the cold."
She says,
with a wisp, vanilla wisp
take a risk
low cut ambiance
hip hugged hypnotist
"...away the cold"
Dance the twist, lemon twist
I insist you persist
Dance the twist with a twist
lemon twist, lemon twist
"Wipe away the rain."
She says,
with a kiss, cherry kiss
never miss
bronzed in a stare
silken smooth hair
"...
I'm all out of emotion to follow my words.
all out of compassion to give a goddamn.
I'm not quite to lonely,
and I never really am,
but I can't find the emotions that follow with words.
I'm not happy, but not even sad,
and if I were angry you wouldn't hear the end.
Just can't find the words for the way that I feel.
My ink has all but dried,
the paper, discolored and warped
My fingers, arthritic,
and I think about warmth.
I beg for forgiveness, but not for my sins,
tragedies I've caused, or tears that I've coaxed
All out of compasion to give a goddamn
Sleep becomes fleeting
Morning breaks
The sun wakes
To spread rays of rotten shine
Another day
Three feet deep
The addiction of believing
Won't get me through
But cigarettes and coffee
Four hours of normalcy
Another day
Three beats closer
The sun takes a rest
I'm jealous
For the night brings life
And sleep becomes fleeting.
The Witch of the Northeast by AcePoetiK, literature
Literature
The Witch of the Northeast
Could I have made the wrong choice
"What's done is done" they say
But in the back of my mind is a little voice
"If you do not try, things won't change"
I remind myself that it is not that simple
Truly it cannot be quite that simple.
It is quite a mess I've created
Pieces strewn about, but not mine
Break through this storm
Sinister dark clouds, beating down rain
Furious wind, it's never the same
Just like a storm it's never that easy
Never so pure.
Rarely this honest.
What is the word?
Dead like the rest.
I've lost innocence,
Though just in a sense.
I've killed innocence,
Not just in a sense.
Screaming it won't be the same.
Suddenly the darkness came.
A light that no longer shines.
Just know this fault is mine.
Breathing in ever slowly.
Sitting in the dark knowing,
I've lost innocence,
Though just in a sense.
I've killed innocence,
Not just in a sense.
Break the hymen!
Sell your soul!
Never Crying!
Growing old!
Lost is innocence.
innocence in a sense.
Dead is innocence.
Left to rest.
Death
War
God
Hate
The fear will help you concentrate
Breath
Poor
Odd
Fate
Nothing left to those who wait
The cadence that will help us march
The cadence that will get us through
The cadence that will kill our foe
The cadence that will bring us home
Rest
Soar
Nod
Great
The cadence brings you home to stay.
I breathe
I heave
A sigh
Relief
And why
A sigh
You see
I'm shy
Sat beside me
Reached out for me
Ran back from me
Sat beside you
Reached out for you
You were not there
So I breathe
And I heave
Just one sigh
Disbelief
I ask why
Silence
Breaking the heart
Quite an art
I tell you now,
What I have learned,
That immortality is not locked up,
In iron or gold,
Silver or copper,
Magic or witchcraft.
I tell you now,
How I know.
As I walk, I want to cry.
But I do not.
Something tells me it is not time.
But the Heavens hear my silent plea,
And cry for me.
So the rain falls,
And I look to the skies,
The wind whistles a sad lament,
The trees dance.
Play on, Music Man,
Thinks I,
Play me the music of the earth.
And I remember.
I remember spring days long past,
I remember hearing you play,
Hearing you sing.
I can still hear the old out of tune piano.
The wind still whispers.
With it comes the n
Lemon Blossoms And Cherry Lips by AcePoetiK, literature
Literature
Lemon Blossoms And Cherry Lips
"Snap away the dust."
She says,
with a twist, lemon twist
of a frail wrist
covered with a bangle
and bracelets in tangle
"...away the dust"
"Shake away the cold."
She says,
with a wisp, vanilla wisp
take a risk
low cut ambiance
hip hugged hypnotist
"...away the cold"
Dance the twist, lemon twist
I insist you persist
Dance the twist with a twist
lemon twist, lemon twist
"Wipe away the rain."
She says,
with a kiss, cherry kiss
never miss
bronzed in a stare
silken smooth hair
"...
I just like to write. Mostly poetry, I was told by a friend that I should start a deviantArt page, so I did, after a day of thinking up a name.
I'm looking to share my poems with others so that they may relate or respond with constructive criticism.
Current Residence: Mississippi Favourite genre of music: rock and industrial Favourite photographer: My friend Mikey Favourite style of art: surrealist Operating System: Vista MP3 player of choice: I want a Zune Wallpaper of choice: my own homemade Favourite cartoon character: Spike (from Cowboy Bebop) Personal Quote: "Kindness is often confused."
Don't know if any of my followers are still on here, but how are you doing?
I'm writing a book, well trying, close enough. You can find me on wattpad at http://www.wattpad.com/user/radicalXace
Dear everyone who still watches my account,
Not sure why, but I'm glad you do. I'm around, I'm doing great right now, actually. How is everyong else doing?
I want to write, but I have no drive to do so. I am however going back and reading my old poems to get me back into the swing of things. Hopefully it won't be too long before I get something written.
Chill all.
PS Ignore the last update.
Clubs:
~poemfactory (https://www.deviantart.com/poemfactory) :iconsongofthepoets: :iconpoetryplease:
Nicht so gut.
I'm an asshole. No not really I sure do feel like one, well less, now, than Friday evening.
How's my German coming?
Work has me busy. Not sure how I found time for this.
Mother's Day me and my mom played Tetris on our DSi's. It was fun and let me forget about feeling bad about breaking up with Katie. My mom is the best, I will not argue with anyone about that, it is fact :nod:.
Hope everyone found time for, or was able to make amends with thier mothers this weekend, or at the very least been civil. If you lost your mother, I'm sorry, and I hope you still think about her on Mother's Day.
Have a good day everyone,
A.J.
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