Poems and lyrics you've written

[Kullervo]

Anything goes. I'll start, here's something I just made up now which will become part of a song I hope.

I saw her proudly cutting through the shadowy light
Where will she go? Where will she go?
As the seconds pass my vision gives me no respite
When will she go? When will she go?
From petty fights to broken hearts
You’ve probably torn a man apart
So why should I burden myself with you?

Sometimes you can’t help how you feel
About someone
And you have to make them real
Or else your time has gone
You can’t help how you feel
Long after they’ve moved on
But the passion makes you stronger.

 

[Masokissed]

Here's a ton from some time ago. WARNING: cheesy

Dinner - BLT

google it but never experience it in your room.
shampoo the flowers and tell them to love you
watch their arms break in the wind
what kind of house do you build with their roots?
never understood you

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Nyctalopia.

the river
you heard a sound in the forest
and had to protect me
you heard a siren in /the river/
and had to leave me

nights and days spinning in
the river

the castle
its walls branch out like a snowflake
but the people
they're all that's stuck to us

knights and dames spinning in
the river

the river the river the river

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bLood ? SugaH

under
tHe worLd bLinks and tears fLow and dry and we.re fooLed into tHinking it.s beautifuL until we realize
we.re just one eyebaLL of tHis monster tHat keeps growing and consuming nothing.
cure?treat your buiLdings witH fire
over
in a cLoud, wHere can my basement go?

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rush:

i want to paint myself blue
and be a shell
and tell
so you'll hear the sea
and i'll reach a shore that's new
for you
for all of you

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Thrown as a patch of flesh in the blood fountain.

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lude

My baby's soft spot
My baby's soft spot
I dig into his skull
And pick the dirty words
I shovel what's worth
I shovel what's worth
Till all is dull
In this dirty earth

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CHERRIES

I wonder if trees slice open the sky
--like maces-- and lick the rain from the inflammed pores
/pours. To grow.
Wonder if they pop their brothers
like sores, for the flow.
Like every creature, they are
selfish to the point of gore.
And their thoughts thunder slow.

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Snowball Effect
It twists and turns in his claws
like knitting a sweater atop a paper shredder
scraps to the side
into a ball of bacon
but through the shredder he went
with all the cheddar he spent
--galaxies of snowflakes digging into his hide--
(and revealing a coat of flaws)
Under a rug, he slept with his pride

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Antide--

eventually i realized that nature felt the same way (why the trees sway) ...
gasping for breath underneath the bandages of human society and plotting
the day
...it'd shed and slither and flake like a snake, and
pelt you until the last shake of your shiver

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Green beans
line up in my pockets
and
screaming trees sprout between my sockets
and all my pleas...
piercing my knees
Zoe shoplifts

 

[Reborn Relic]

The Consequences of Too Much Farming

But really, what is a man?
But a maggot that fed on its dead fleshy brethren
What is the tree that towers high?
But the product of things in the earth long expired
What’s the beginning but half-eaten ends?
Why must we die to resurrect?

I’ve been paying attention
And it seems to me
That we start off as pale
And grow rich and deep
Absorbing colors, taking heat
Or maybe that’s just for people like me.

Perhaps if we stopped, we plunged into hides
That belonged to books instead of lives
We’d never cut ourselves and die
But I could never stay so refined

So I apologize, in advance
Even though it’s myself I’ve damaged
Perhaps I could turn it to my advantage
But at least I’ve still got standards

But really, can I comply?
Can I nourish the spark that remains deep inside
Or will my starved truth transform into lies?
And on the next day I carve up your mind?

 

[Lia_kat]

Waves
The waves isolated like islands 
I see them now

– goddesses of Nature –

that wash ashore these 
remnant pearls,
trembling curves 
attuned with 

hallowed dances alive

in tiny lines 
around my hands.

I witness the stars 

who caress their 
movements,
 silent,
deafening all the same 

remain statuesque in 
courtship of

– Wind
 and Moon – 

beings of stillness
 in the midnight’s air.

At the edge they become

opaque dancers 
rising for touch,

bringing 
you, 

returning 
gently
 at my feet.

 

[Lia_kat]

A new, short poem:

A Woman Disrobed
Here I rest, a woman or doe
–
revealed, washed with dust

bound to 
dying monasteries.

I nurse the sleepy
 strength

and awake in defiances:

with my nest of rabid songs.

I tell them, voice cracked open: 

my bear skin is no measure of worth,
I have gathered the Earth to my breasts

– the scents of my bear fruit;
the pieces of 
fertile womb,

the burning golds.

 

[Reborn Relic]

Conflict of Interest

I think I’ve got on two sides of me a black hole
One is always pulling and the other always holds
One to conquer me and another to revolt
I spin and it’s a wonder I’m not split head to toe

I want something, and one of the black holes will threaten
To spaghettify me, reduce me just to that essence
Reconstitute me molecularly, I may come out different
And then I get a weird feeling at the center of my back

The other black hole remembers then that I’ve got a spine
And whether I want it or not, certain desires must die
Autocannibalize, eat my willpower to survive
I must always stay inside its tides

I think I’ve got on two sides of me a black hole
I wait for the day that the two become whole
Where the one pulls me into where the other holds
I may be stuck here spinning until I’m no longer old.

 

[Firebird 8118]

Even Thorns Cry

One day I plucked a rose from the garden - the most beautiful of the lot - and pricked my fingers on the thorns which guarded its slender body.

Startled, I dropped the rose, only to hear a faint sobbing as soon as it hit the ground - and that moment, I discovered that even thorns cry...

They cry for the love of the hands which shy away for fear of getting hurt...

They cry for themselves, for being the tiny swords which must pierce the hearts of all who come near...

They cry out of envy for the rose they guard, who enjoys the love and care which lie not in their fate...

To which I cried and responded:

"My dear little ones, roses will bloom and wither, as surely as the sun rises and sets... but must you all be left alone once even the fragrance flies away?"

And I embraced them at last, without caring for the young scarlet beauty which tried in vain to recapture my attention, for I could pay it no attention when my hands fed the thorns with the red nectar of my affection.

And the silver teardrops of the sky which followed soon burned us with a cold fire as we laughed and sang of the bittersweet memories which no longer haunted us, but became as beautiful as the celebrated pain which forever remained...

 

[Reborn Relic]

Make or Break One Day

And on this night with nothing to do
I said “I’ll make the words I wrote true.”
Stop hanging in the back and pursue
What’s kept me pure and improved

And one day many nights before
I said I’d be a god and more
My enemies would lay on the floor
Broken at the final door

And after that incredible win
I’d follow the door the whole way in
Go to places no one’s been
In senses or in intuition

And on this night with nothing to do
Dreams and memory took me through
Not all, but fractions, but though that’s true
I’ll close the distance between running and truth

 

[Reborn Relic]

He Came Back a Pickup Artist

My chest has had its fill of you
Of building things that shadows prove
To fall beneath the sunset soon
Reflect just once in morning dew

I’ve climbed a bit on many routes
Some dangerous, some wearing out
To build a higher, better house
And all I’ve known is falling down.

But sunlight tells me, as does lore
That others have felt this before
And I won’t always be ignored
By better things than droughts and storms

But is the summer rain the end?
Are pleasant days the very best?
In my dreams I’ve seen the heavens
The core of stars and planets and everything.
Yet when it’s clear I’ll stop ascending?

No, I won’t stop so easily
I’ll build a whole damn sun of me
And when they look up and they’ve seen
They’ll build a special house for me.

 

[Reborn Relic]

Paper Doll (Salwa)

Pretty paper flower doll
Stands at the horizon
Written on it are her goals
She won’t stop till she’s touched it

She said this 18 years ago
On one fine sunny day
We’ve gathered here, one and all
To see her when it’s late

But she
Was a fair
Weather friend
Weather friend

We never saw
Her near
to the end
to the end
to the end

She’s a pretty paper doll
And I have got no use for those
I only wanted something strong
To carry me the whole day long
But see
She
Is a fair
Weather friend
Weather friend
But see
She
Can’t take you
To the end
To the end
To the end

And if it rains or heat pours out
The paper doll will wrinkle, melt
and ink, will dissolve, and will fall
And will fall into the ground
And she won’t
Come around
For to desires she is bound
And she’d
Never get
Off the ground
Off the ground
Off the ground

 

[Bush]

Co-conspirator took the pen for #1 and 3; rest are mine.

We're Living a Lie

Everything we do, everything we say
None of it matters anyway
We're all gonna be gone one of these days
When the sun explodes and sets the earth ablaze
So tell me why I should care about anything
Why should I bother to even sing?
My words are meaningless, and so are you
In the end, we all are screwed

We are living a lie

If life is just a stage, who do we entertain?
When the curtain call comes we'll see it's all been in vain
You scan downstage, looking for validation
But with the sea of empty seats comes a stark realization
There's no rhyme or reason to the things we do and say
'Cause the script's just unintelligible garbage anyway
Why are we here? What does it mean?
Questions that we ask when we close our boring scene

We are living a lie

Tell me why we even exist
Tell me why; is there something that I missed?
I didn't ask to be put on this planet
It's all a disaster and I can't handle it
Show me the reason, show me the plan
Why some stupid-ass god created man
I wanna escape this forsaken place
Put me on a rocketship and shoot me into space

We are living a lie

When the sun explodes and sets the world on fire
Everything we took in earnest will look like satire
White horse, heat death, big crunch, apocalypse;
Whatever it is, our lives are gonna be eclipsed
And it's so easy to get mentally bogged down
By the existential crises that keep kicking around
In the back of your mind -- "Hey, everything's fine.
You just need to kick back and bide your time!"

We are living a lie

Everything we do and everything we say --
None of it can keep the cataclysm at bay
So why even bother to do anything
With the panic and chaos that time will bring?
Tell me why we even exist
When everything we do will be dismissed
Take a rocketship if that'll give you a grip
On the inevitability of facing this bullshit

 

[hjgbujhghg]

I am drowning deep in my self consciousness
Minding every step I take
there's a chain around my neck
I was born yesterday
and today I learn how to live

You play me for fool
and I am just a tool
of my own self destruction
I was born yesterday
and today I learn how to live

I wasn't born to follow
in someone else's footsteps
I wasn't born to swallow
the words that are stepping my back

I wasn't born to follow
in someone else's footsteps
I wasn't born to swallow
the words that are stepping my back

I breath in
and I breath out
it's the smoke that slowly kills my soul
I was born yesterday
and today I learn how to live

I wasn't born to follow
in someone else's footsteps
I wasn't born to swallow
the words that are stepping my back

I wasn't born to follow
in someone else's footsteps
I wasn't born to swallow
the words that are stepping my back

 

[Firebird 8118]

SONG OF THE HEART [latest post from my blog]

When the first rain of spring pours heavily across the streets, my dear friend,

I ask you to go out, no matter how far away you may be, and embrace the storm...

Let every cool raindrop fall upon your skin and touch the strings of your heart.

Do you see what I have seen, that beneath the armor of an officer beats the tender heart of a poet?

Listen to the chords that chime, and tell me what you hear -

Are they as sweet as the lullaby in your voice, gentle as your very nature?

Do they display the magnificence of the midsummer sun, whose light is painted across your soul?

Are they as beautiful and diverse as the colors of the peacock's thousand eyes?

My friend, the song of the heart that beats strongly within you rings with such purity,

That from the very first note it allures me into the strangest trance -

For as long as your heart sings in the spring rain, the more it captivates my attention,

While this intoxicating trance slowly casts upon my lips the spell of everlasting silence...

 

[hjgbujhghg]

I've been watching the ocean
to see if I'll drown
the body the soul all in one motion
when the self comes crashing down

 

[Reborn Relic]

Internet Argument PTSD

A piece in me has died
And I feel drops of night
Falling into my mind
Muddying my own cries

I cannot find another
For I can’t find myself
The drops of night that cover
Me cloud my sight too well

My body fills with darkness
The funeral pyre goes out
I won’t pick up the pieces
That I lost to self-doubt

For I
Have lost a piece inside
The spark meant to ignite
The fire and will to fight
I’ve lost a piece inside
The spark meant to ignite
The fire and will to fight
A fire in me has died
A fire in me has died

The peace in me has died
And now the fog of war
Twists words to lies in my mind
I can’t see what’s in store

I can’t see my way out of
This cold and all my self doubt
At this rate I’ll be swallowed
And less of me pushed out

A circle that’s been cut off
A circle minus my part
Has been the life I’m proud of
Though I can’t find my heart

For I
Have lost the beat inside
To all these pitch black lines
The drummers all have died
The marchers have no time
And flee my battle lines
My army’s lost this fight
My castle’s lost its lights

These drops of night are falling
Choking to death my calling
Flowing like rivers of fall ink
Warning of winter’s brink

The lines have all been crossed out
Patterns erased by self-doubt
The new ones I could coast on
I’m scared to figure out

The circles all have starved now
And so my food’s run out
All that I’m finding somehow
Just tastes of darkness now.

 

[Reborn Relic]

Not Your Movement

Bask in the heat of our sun
Speaking the words of our tongues
You can’t be one of us gods
All we’ve got room for is cogs

I know that only one in a million ever make it
But every time that I’m looking up above, I can’t take it
I fall apart, fall away, then decay, disintegrate
You pierce my heart, bring the pain, leave null in place of all I’ve made

I wasn’t made to be like this
I know that I can take a hit
But only when I push through it
And right now all I do is sink
Unconscious in the glow of light
You bleach my soul
You make me dry
I cannot glow
With my own light
Inside of here
This day is night!

Bask in the heat of our sun
Speaking the words of our tongues
You can’t be one of us gods
All we’ve got room for is cogs

 

[Reborn Relic]

Groundhog Day

I've been wrapped around an oak tree
Wrapping my new walls around me
I've been while it's icy waiting
For the coming of the green

I have raised my head up sometimes
Checking for the start of springtime
But I kept shoveling earth at all times
As it grew terribly hard to try

I often lose the current date
As I wonder if it's too late
And staying here will be my fate
As sleep drowns out that horrid ache

With each day sleeping the ache grows softer
With each day my soul begins to wander
With each step the walls get ever stronger
With each rest, I tire for even longer

 

[Reborn Relic]

Full Frontal

I’m about to reach my breaking point
Near crushed to death because I’m wrapped up so tight
Think that I need something to make myself unwind
Expand the tunnel that lets me inside my mind

But I can’t move a single muscle so I can’t dig
I’m under pressure yet spread so thin I can’t think
And when I try I’m rubbed so hard that I turn pink
My life is bleeding at my head like little ice picks

Give me give me some relief
Something so I can’t feel the squeeze
Give me something soft and cheap
Give me give me a full frontal lobotomy

I wanna heal but I’d much rather drink you in
I wanna use my mind, but thinking’s tiring
So I’ll just lull myself to sleep with your presence
And I’ll remember all my air-filled days as dreams

By now I’ve given up on air and inner light
I need your waters to turn black to make me blind
Floating in nothingness so I don’t hurt inside
Floating in nothing even if it’s like I died

Give me give me final release
So I can’t see the things that I could be
Give me quick, give me pain-free
Give me, give me, full frontal lobotomy

Full frontal lobotomy

Full frontal lobotomy

Full frontal lobotomy

Full frontal lobotomy.

 

[Reborn Relic]

Drunken Slam Poet Master Motherfucker

These people they will cast their stones at me
Though they are made of glass they cannot see
What they were, what they are, how they preach
All against their own beginnings

They leave their
Great big shoes
At the door
And those who
Are too small
They’re ignored

Until they try to step in…

I will wear it until it fits
Raise up my feet and smash to bits
Everyone who laughed at me
Everyone who couldn’t see
Till their feet are too big for me
It repeats.

I will wear it until it fits
Raise up my feet and smash to bits
Everyone who laughed at me
Everyone who couldn’t see
Till their feet are too big for me
It repeats

It repeats
It repeats
Like the sea
Off in the distance

It comes in
And recedes
And goes deep
Beyond a single person’s reach
But some will float and some will sink
But some will float and some will sink
But some will float and some will sink
I’m good at swimming, don’t you think?

I will stroke and I will kick
Till all my movements are in sync
Even if the beat’s distinct
From when I learned yesterday’s trick

I won’t drift out
I won’t drift out
I won’t drift out unless I return
I won’t drift out unless I return
I won’t drift out unless I return
Unless I return unless I return
I won’t drift out unless I return
Unless I return unless I return
I don’t drift out, I don’t drift out
I don’t drift out forever!

 

[Mole]

Around the Corner

Just around the corner
Out of reach
Of logic
Of longing
Safe from them.

But still it is around the corner
All I have to do is turn the corner
But it is too exciting
And they don’t like me to be too excited.
So I loiter on the corner.

Of course I bleed a little as I wait
I blame them, I blame myself
Sometimes though my excitement creeps up on me
And overwhelms me
And embarrasses me.

My excitement races through me
And brings me to life
To let me know what it might be like
Around the corner.
Could you hold my hand?