N@m!n3
06-06-2007, 05:58 AM
A list of poems I wrote in my free time:
Uncurtained
~~~~~~~~
A time when lights could not be shut off
even with their cords pulled from the wall
Harsh and bright and made of nameless stuff
The hidden face of my every wish and fear
shining for friends and enemies alike to see
A time when every word spoken low and softly
rang amplified a thousand times and more
Shouted from rooftops to silent streets
My every thought a known thing, naked
No secret too submerged for common view
A time of weariness and wariness combined
Close to madness, yet not so well defined
Transparency of soul if soul I even have
Where's the madness to be seen through glass
A life better lived with uncurtained windows
Honesty
~~~~~~
I look into your face, and wonder what you want with me, cuz everyone wants something, no one hangs around for free.
Your eyes are so sincere, and in your lovely smile I bask, as I wonder all the while, what's behind your pretty mask?
What underneath do you conceal?
Devil? demon? angel? sprite?
are you needy, angry, viscious, lost?
Apathetic? filled with fright?
There's so many ways to suffer now, and life is so confused, it's no wonder that the bulk of us, are sure we've been abused.
So why don't you just spit it out
and lay it on the line?
take off the guise that hides the truth, be honest just one time.
But the world revolves on bullsh**, we all balance on the fence, to risk a fall with honesty I guess just makes no sense.
The girl with cat like looks
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
cat-like looks, she thinks
shadows & eyeliner, too much'she knows
hidden glances, realizing ... realizing
raised in a rape-cultured world
she doesn't know.
brand-new curves, she thinks
stitches & denim, too tight'she knows
secret grooves, moving ... moving
guided to a new moon-rhythm
she doesn't know.
weird-wonderful games, she thinks
halts & hesitations, too soon'she knows
hidden bodies, breathing ... breathing
allied in a strange pain-dance
she doesn't know.
morning-after blues, she thinks
prayers & intuitions, too late'she knows
secret senses, forming ... forming
married to a girl-mom identity
she doesn't know.
Virgin State of Mind
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
There's a chair in my head, on which I used to sit
took a pencil and I wrote the following on it
now there's a key where my wonderful mouth used to be
dig it up, throw it at me
where can i run to? where can i hide?
who will i turn to? now im in a virgin state of mind
got a knife to disengage the voids that i can't bear
to cut out words that i've got written on my chair
like do u think i'm sexy? do u think i really care?
virgin state of mind
The old lady
~~~~~~~~
I sit alone at my windowsill,
trees crackle, sunshine blares,
and children laugh like death.
their sharp hapiness is a knife in me,
a jealous snake on a windowsill.
they will be here, trees and sun, and children with pruney skin,
when i am just a memory,
a laugh in the trees of time.
i sit alone and try to love them,
i sit alone, a snake.
i sit alone and try to love them,
i sit alone and laugh.
The girl without face
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Her emotion
spoken through words and actions
a smile is her mask
slowly the mask cracks and crumbles
out comes the most beautiful goddess anyone has seen
anger is her power
crying is her cleansing
she passes by only leaving destruction and sorrow
in the end no one knows her
she's but a memory
faded
hurt
shady
in the end.......she doesn't give a fuc*
all she can do is do what she does best.....make the heart beat
Break me
~~~~~~~
Break me
need me
go ahead and teaze me
cause' all that you do in the end I be alright
too complicated
no time to be alright
an answer
no time to find it
too buisy?
well make some time cause'....
you broke me
needed me
in the end you'll bleed for me
forgetting?
not simple.....
oops......I forgot what I was forgetting....
Uncurtained
~~~~~~~~
A time when lights could not be shut off
even with their cords pulled from the wall
Harsh and bright and made of nameless stuff
The hidden face of my every wish and fear
shining for friends and enemies alike to see
A time when every word spoken low and softly
rang amplified a thousand times and more
Shouted from rooftops to silent streets
My every thought a known thing, naked
No secret too submerged for common view
A time of weariness and wariness combined
Close to madness, yet not so well defined
Transparency of soul if soul I even have
Where's the madness to be seen through glass
A life better lived with uncurtained windows
Honesty
~~~~~~
I look into your face, and wonder what you want with me, cuz everyone wants something, no one hangs around for free.
Your eyes are so sincere, and in your lovely smile I bask, as I wonder all the while, what's behind your pretty mask?
What underneath do you conceal?
Devil? demon? angel? sprite?
are you needy, angry, viscious, lost?
Apathetic? filled with fright?
There's so many ways to suffer now, and life is so confused, it's no wonder that the bulk of us, are sure we've been abused.
So why don't you just spit it out
and lay it on the line?
take off the guise that hides the truth, be honest just one time.
But the world revolves on bullsh**, we all balance on the fence, to risk a fall with honesty I guess just makes no sense.
The girl with cat like looks
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
cat-like looks, she thinks
shadows & eyeliner, too much'she knows
hidden glances, realizing ... realizing
raised in a rape-cultured world
she doesn't know.
brand-new curves, she thinks
stitches & denim, too tight'she knows
secret grooves, moving ... moving
guided to a new moon-rhythm
she doesn't know.
weird-wonderful games, she thinks
halts & hesitations, too soon'she knows
hidden bodies, breathing ... breathing
allied in a strange pain-dance
she doesn't know.
morning-after blues, she thinks
prayers & intuitions, too late'she knows
secret senses, forming ... forming
married to a girl-mom identity
she doesn't know.
Virgin State of Mind
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
There's a chair in my head, on which I used to sit
took a pencil and I wrote the following on it
now there's a key where my wonderful mouth used to be
dig it up, throw it at me
where can i run to? where can i hide?
who will i turn to? now im in a virgin state of mind
got a knife to disengage the voids that i can't bear
to cut out words that i've got written on my chair
like do u think i'm sexy? do u think i really care?
virgin state of mind
The old lady
~~~~~~~~
I sit alone at my windowsill,
trees crackle, sunshine blares,
and children laugh like death.
their sharp hapiness is a knife in me,
a jealous snake on a windowsill.
they will be here, trees and sun, and children with pruney skin,
when i am just a memory,
a laugh in the trees of time.
i sit alone and try to love them,
i sit alone, a snake.
i sit alone and try to love them,
i sit alone and laugh.
The girl without face
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Her emotion
spoken through words and actions
a smile is her mask
slowly the mask cracks and crumbles
out comes the most beautiful goddess anyone has seen
anger is her power
crying is her cleansing
she passes by only leaving destruction and sorrow
in the end no one knows her
she's but a memory
faded
hurt
shady
in the end.......she doesn't give a fuc*
all she can do is do what she does best.....make the heart beat
Break me
~~~~~~~
Break me
need me
go ahead and teaze me
cause' all that you do in the end I be alright
too complicated
no time to be alright
an answer
no time to find it
too buisy?
well make some time cause'....
you broke me
needed me
in the end you'll bleed for me
forgetting?
not simple.....
oops......I forgot what I was forgetting....