All matters lyrical and poetical...

New thread... for adding in poetry and lyrics, tho you're of course free to use the Words, Words, Words thread as well...

Waffles

I crave
waffles
at three a.m.
while
sitting
in a student lounge
writing poetry.

I wish
their
warmth would now
fill me happily,
settling
heavily in my stomach
like tasty lead.

Starlight

Yes
even Angels weep

Sometimes the world
is dark and full of pain
And the boundless night
stretches from horizon to horizon
The cold spaces of the void
echo within the soul
Sometimes the world
contains things we wish
we did not see
Things that blind us with bright rage and jealousy
The fire of passion within
overwhelming reason

Yes even Angels weep
you can count their tears in the stars

Philosophy 101

What is the sound of a heart breaking?
Her tears, her anger, her lies
Her footsteps outside my door
Her laughter, two weeks after
Her name ... her name ... her name

What if no one hears the cry, no one sees the tears?
The pain still leaves a silent scar
The heart rarely heals whole again
But the sorrow slowly wanders off
Yet it never leaves me, its never far

Why? Why do we suffer? Why do us harm?
So that one can grow ... and live
So that a new love can appear
Because maybe it is better
To have loved and lost ...

Pedestrian Remembrance

It hurts
so much
to have lost my wings
i miss them
more each day
i miss the places
they took me . . .
. . . Security
Happiness
Grace
Freedom . . .

She says
I shouldn't cry
that i'm crazy
"You never had wings"
and she sneers
behind my back
But she's wrong
the skin remembers the sensation of wind
the muscles remember the joyous, painful work
the bones remember the feather-like stops
the soul remembers the boundless horizon

i can still
hear them rustle
and occasionally
feel them
still there
over my shoulders
phantom-like

I am a soldier
without his legs.

Dreams

Last night I held you
tasted your skin
breathed your hair
touched your lips
But tonight you've gone
where I cannot follow
I can only dream and remember
the sound of your words
the grace of your legs
the warmth of your touch
the salt of your tears
I knew you so well
you only told me your name
and you gave me a gift
of dreams and memories
when you left
I can still see you dance
still hear you cry
still smell your skin
still taste your lips
still feel your hair
And I saw you tonight
dancing on stage, surrounded my light
accepting their applause
And I remember that night
when I first saw you dance
and held you in my arms
like I now hold you in my dreams

Lifetime

Sliding along
the children fall
witness to the cause

Innocence and faith and tales
laughter courses through it all
tears and blood and secrets
told to priests behind the wall
who recite responses through slumber's snores

Crashing down
in madness' fall
landslide of unbelief

Seraphim circle rings
of fairy dust and confetti
trampled underfoot
while you wait ready
to catch my breath

Standing under
the leaves of fall
sadness stings my face

Watching demons of love
line up in trains to go
walking over broken glass
to reach cause I can't say no
when you look like this

Caught up in
the angels' fall
guilty of the truth

Carving curses in my skin
with a shard of broken love
curling smoke-black words
of broken promises above
stretched skin and shattered bone

Queen of Hearts

Hiding behind
a razor-wire veil
weighed down by dreams
and fantasies

reaching out
to seize the thorns
of your love
your gift

taking off my
barbed wire crown
bowing to my queen
of hearts

Broken Wings

I wake up everyday to see the bars of my prison
Lingering memories of freedoms of which I now have none
Flying high though the jet streams
Now only exists in my dreams
Oh, I long for the day of which I can be free
To think, to act, to read, to walk alone, to see
All the wonders of the world with my eyes
Before the last ember of my life dies
Yet they subdue me moment by moment
Only one thing has helped me through this torment
My wings, my beautiful feathers, my escape from this cell
For this I rejoice, it is not as eternal as hell
Yet today is different, for the bars surrounding me are finally gone
I see now my chance, my journey beginning, a new dawn
I spread my wings, ready to fly off into the day
My joy is spreading, my step is gay
A mighty leap I then take
Only to crash down again, was this all fake?
My wings! My beautiful feathers, have been clipped, my wings!
Then a most horrible voice sings
Free at last, free at last?
Like a damned as you can ever esacpe your past
As you are now you will be forever
Cage is gone, but your wings are clipped, will you ever find joy? Never!
They have finally put out my flame
My joy deserted, my life controlled, for now I exist only to serve them, I am tame

Sheaves of Soul

I pour my soul on paper, I keep it secret to all I know, show it to those unknown, for my soul is what I have made of it, and what the world has shaped it so.

Whenever I put my soul on paper, my other side shows, for he is the one whom I have given birth to, the world is his father, I'm his mother, now he is a bastard, for naught the world cares.

For when I pour my soul on paper, my true side shows, for my soul is not my own, castigated for what he is, he contemplates patricide, for his purpose is null, his soul void, the vacuum that nature abhors, and of no pain can fill.

To keep my soul on paper, to keep it tear-stained, I have shown no restraint, my heart is heavy, my heart is a wound, for my heart accepts all, for its key was stolen, long ago.

My soul on paper, my other side laughs, he holds the key to my heart, locked inside his, for it's cold can not be broken, it's iron hide impregnable, it's callousness of no bounds, it mocks my life, seeks to make it his own, he has no opposition, for I am broken.

Paper that holds my soul, gently burning in the breeze, tear stains knowing at last release, for my will is broken, my soul is gone, my heart is open, my mind knows no bound, he laughs at my face, scorn on his lips, knowing my strength is gone, for he is I, and I him, intertwined now, he seeks only pleasure, has no restraints, his cruelty unchained, his lies believed, his mockery of my life destroying us both, sending us to suffering, and I cry, tears of blood falling down my cheeks, for he has hurt not me, for I no longer care for my body, but the others of whom I have cared for, the ones whom I loved, the ones of whom I see believing the lies he, no I say, the ones whom I hate, the ones who see me through eyes I have made for them, the ones of whom I can no longer trust, no longer feel for, no longer am I, I.

Paper full of soul, one leaf left to hold, for it is what has kept me going for this long, I gave my friends, my family, my enemies the sword they need, to end this life of lies, yet they have never struck at me, only tried to understand, what could have ever happened, to the one they viewed as me, I fear for what may pass, not of me but those I care, which encompasses the world, I have no restraints, my future, full of taint, my soul is yet my own, my spirit sapped, my body is not mine, only a vessel of pain and suffering, both of receiving and to give, I fear to ever hold a person, for the pain I can wrought, I fear to ever be close, for the suffering I can make them behold, I have sealed myself as I could, to hold him back for a while, my love is gone, only hate remains, and my time on hand is short.

This is the last sheet of my soul, placed here where it may never be burned.

One last stanza in my heart, one last light in the dark, one last beacon to behold, till the day I'm safely home.

Who Will?

Who will give them voice?
When America, that day, clutched her heart
When she cried long into the night
When she rent her clothes and bemoaned the loss of her children

Who will give them words?
Where she cried and would not be consoled
Where her other children rose up and spoke
Where they were not white nor black, nor Christian or Muslim, nor Democrat or Republican

Who will give them stories?
What rose and lent America their strength that day
What saw the tragedy and stood, tears raining down their cheeks
What worked to find their family, fellow Americans

Who will give them songs?
How they came together, helping each other through this terrible day
How they searched for brother, sister, mother, father, uncle, aunt, friend, fiance, themselves
How despite being thrown to the floor, they rose and stood ever greater

Who will give them life?
Why must the lost be forgotten and not spoken of no longer?
Why is their tale residing in a forgotten-less pit?
Why must they remain in our hearts when they are still alive in our minds?

Who will give them a final chance?
Who dares to remember them?
Who knows their life? their song? their story? their words? their voice?
Who amongst us would be so brave, as brave as they were that day?

I will give them one more chance
I will grant them life
Through my song
Though my story
Through my words
Through my voice

Dedicated to the brother, sister, mother, father, uncle, aunt, friend, fiance, and to the me I lost that day

Ten Feet Under

The first time under the city is always fun.
Also scary.
Oh so fun.

Barely standing three feet tall,
entering that dark cave.
First time underground,
still a babe.

Strange smell,
of decay and growth,
never before smelled it.
Go under those triple bars,
wait for mommy.

Go down more stairs;
see the hobo sleeping on the chairs.
Waft of hobo and French fries pervades my nose.
“Stay close to me,” my mommy says.

Looking around the station,
see the grime of the city,
its dirt and trash,
a sight still amazing to behold.

So much trash, the rats scurrying around have 5-star hotels to live in.
I see one running into its suite,
a Macdonald’s bag.
They lounge around the trash,
playing with the soda cans.

I go to the yellow strip on the side of the ground.
I lean over the edge of the platform and look at the rails.
“Don’t stand near the edge,” my mommy nearly shouts.
I back off, feeling the strange bumps on the floor again.

Suddenly, a guttural roar is heard,
a steel beast comes out!
I will always remember to stay away from the edge!
It stops and opens its many mouths.

“Let’s go,” my mommy tells me.
I step inside one of its mouths.
It feels like standing in the belly of a great beast.
“Stand clear of the closing doors,” someone says out loud.

Could have been God,
because I didn’t see anyone speak.
We went to I don’t know where,
since that was unimportant.
We were on the subway.
We could go anywhere.

since we briefly discussed sonnets in CK...


"Sonnet"

Dragged down and pushed away
I signed out and left today
Over and done with life and pain
Never again to dance in the rain
of the city's towers and spires bright
where we often spent our together nights
Headin out to the forest's gloom
sleepin and dreamin beneath the moon

Gotta say it was true you see
I gave her all I had of me
But she wanted more than I could give
But without her I cannot live

and now for the lyrics...

"Dark Prophet's Wisdom"

Me, you can't blame
just a pawn in His game
Or if free will is true
then the choice is up to you.


The end is coming near
the final signs, growing clear,
He calls for my rebirth
and an to your Earth.


You're weeping on your own
while cries around you drone:
No Heaven! No reward!
No Earth! No Lord!


In the temple, all alone
the truth is in the stone
faint words on broken shards.
Our future isn't hard
to see
No you, just me!







think metal/industrial music

more lyrics


"Here Comes the Rain"

Left town today on a plane so fast
runnin away from the pain in my past
I gotta go, I gotta roam
Nowhere to be, I got no home


Loved her too much, but she told me today
"Can't face that fear, Can't risk that pain"
She broke my heart, I ran away
can't stop that pain, so I'm runnin today

Saw her today, walkin thru town
I'm livin on instinct, I can't come down
I'll always love her, now and always
But you can't love a girl who is always afraid

Now I'm an old man, traveled so far
I've seen the future, I've touched the stars
I've rambled over all of the world
Never could find that one special girl
Life full of love, Life full of rage
Rambling spirit no one could tame
Just me and god and the open road
nowhere to go, I've got no home




more of a rock ballad/folk song

similar beat to the one just prior


"Leaving Belfast"

One step to the moon, Just reach for my hand
Let's get away from the pain of this land
Living on starlight, feeding on dreams
It all means something more than it seems
Dancing through moonlight, Drinking the sun
Never following, Just seeking the One

"Here comes the rain" was actually recorded by a friend and I back in the 90s. But we didn't put it on an album.

A song that did make it onto an album (and even had a video made*) was "Ladykiller." I didn't write all of it; it was a collaborative effort.




*Note that said video was done in art school and not available for public purview. Similarly, said album had a very very small print run and likely only a handful still exist.



"Ladykiller"

Well, they call me ladykiller cause my dates are all dead
Yeah my favorite kinda girl is the one with no head
I really dig the chicks, I mean it literally
cause the girls with rigor mortis really get to me


Oh, I'm a mental case, a real open basket
and I love any girl who sleeps in a casket
give me a girl with moldy green hair
i'm a necrophiliac, i need-a psychiatric care


last night I spent with suzy, vintage 1942
well, she really turns me on cause her skin is dark blue
she was missing one leg and her chest was rotted thru
but what really got to me was that her teeth were gone too


Oh, I'm a mental case, a real open basket
and I love any girl who sleeps in a casket
give me a girl with moldy green hair
i'm a necrophiliac, i need-a psychiatric care


Well my favorite skin flick is the Living Dead
how I love to watch it with a corpse in my bed
my friends say I'm crazy say its scruples I lack
but I'm proud to be a necrophiliac

well, I'm a mental case, a real open basket
and I love any girl who sleeps in a casket
give me a girl with moldy green hair
i'm a necrophiliac, i need-a psychiatric care
necrophiliac, i need-a psychiatric care

bunch of poetry


"if love is blind"

I can smell your hair blanketing my face,
taste the bitterness of your perfume,
hear you move,
feel you.
I remember your face. Remember?
Its all I see, all I can see.
No others exist.
You light up a room, and I watch,
I stare at the sun,
I stare at you,
and I am blind.


"Betrayals"

As I lay
at the bottom of the well of night
my memory
begins to return in shards and slivers.
Tattered
shreds of broken loyalties
reflect
in my eyes like splinters
under
fingers bringing pain.


"The Love-Atheist"

It's odd to imagine
that you don't
believe
in the best part
of my life.

Perhaps I misunderstood
what you meant
or else
one of us is wrong
(not me. please).

Perhaps I could
show you how
because
I don't know how you
could show me not to.




"Running"

I see you running along
at heartbreak speed
Running from the pain
Running from the past
Running back to me
you can't get away
you can't hide forever
but you can stay with me
til your sleepless nights are over

I see you running away
at heartbreak speed
Looking for a lover
Looking for an answer
Looking to be free
you're only scared of
your own heart
you're only hiding it
from me



"Wishing"

Would that I could woo you
would that I could love

I cannot touch your beauty
You will not see my face

When I speak of passion
when I speak of faith

I know I'm thinking of you
But I don't know my place

Perhaps one day I'll whisper
perhaps one day I'll say

You are the soul I dream of
You are the dawn that breaks.



“Falling”

Falling
Again

Falling for a promise
Hidden in your eyes
That maybe I only imagined

Don’t catch me

Falling every time
You push against me
And laugh

Don’t catch me

Falling for the words
And laughter all
Over again

Don’t catch me

Falling to broken shards
Lying in the dark
Because you

Don’t catch me

Falling under your spell
Whether you want
It or not

Don’t catch me

Falling. Don’t catch me
Just let me
fly



"And then we made love"

Last night, the passion, the love . . .
your arms holding me tightly
holding me close
keeping me safe
caressing me
loving me

and then we made love

Slowly
teasing each other
loving each other
the world could have stopped
time could have ended

and still, we made love

You lay above me
your hair cascading down
a veil
our bodies meet
we are one

and we made love

I could never express
not in any words
my love for you
I try
I really really love you

so then, we made love.

"Wrap me in silent night"

wrap me in silent night
shrouded in cold darkness
that i may find solace
the light at my tunnel's end

bury me under a sparkling blanket
of moon and stars through the leaves
that i may find that sole ease
promised at the end

cover my eyes with shadows
the tears will be the stars
that i may be a soul at ease
and rest without my friends



"Angels"

Somewhere lost along the way
Can't find the meaning for my days
Been lookin for a reason
a reason to survive
But nobody believes in angels anymore

Broken hearts and promises
Shed as she sends her kisses
Words, thoughts, desires shared
between the pages
But nobody believes in angels anymore

No they don't believe in me
But I'd never let her down
(an') They don't care 'bout me
As I drive the nails down
And they won't miss a thing 'bout me
After the coffin enters the ground

Somewhere found a friend
Right near the very end
But now I'm already fallen
and now I'm climbin' again
But nobody believes in angels anymore




"Butterflies"

delicate . . .
but nevertheless ripping
open the cocoon of your dress
to reveal
your beautiful butterfly breasts

beating you down like
the first frigid winter winds
cutting, tearing, consuming

captivated by your colors and
stuck in place by your glance
pinned helplessly beneath you
exposed on display

throwing myself into your
storm of passion
needing, offering, sacrificing



"After Reading Brautigan at 4 am"

Society wants
me to have a name
so I do
but I would rather
have a name like a lover's touch

I really want
a lover, again,
for good this time
and I wish it could be
the girl who I once touched

That would be
watermelon sugar
to me

"Oh how I love thee, let me count the ways..."

A break, a tear, a falter
you fall down to earth
sadly i cant help you now.

You can help me... Get mah pants off!