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a poem. 'Tantanlizing Beauty"havent here a looong time... [18 Aug 2007|05:06pm]

troubledsoul389
ok, so i havent been here for like almost 2 years now, lol. i dont know if this poem flows but it just poured out of me, and its about being young and irresisitible, and to certain degree looking in from a older persons perspective. i should have had let you interpret for yourself... but, whatever.

"Tantalizing Beauty"

eyes
shallow, vague
yet magnetic
dazzle, and puzzle me

its radiating magnetism
oblivious to its
tantalizing grandeur
bewitching innocence
ignorance of youth

oblivious to its
fragile, tender
yet magnificently
destructive force

beauty

oh the ignorance of beauty
the ignorance of youth
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It's Too Late To Be Online [14 Aug 2007|11:16pm]

sabneraznik
[ mood | busy ]

New poem:

"A Tear In The Heart"

When what you love walks like
Ghosts through your head:
Untouchable shimmers you
Watch leave traces, places
In your life:

The house of deep steel:
Turbulent waters
At the center
And we rise.

Is this the thing you love,
Held so tightly by the palm,
The sting and bite,
Betray and lie
Next to your pain,

Become mutual? The hottest
Day of summer wallows
In the streets: all I wanted
Was to believe.

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New Poem: "Inferno" [03 Jul 2007|03:23pm]

sabneraznik
[ mood | mellow ]

Chaos of wind and felt leaves,
Symphony of tomorrow in your mouth:
Trick-tongued multiplicity
Opens us

Like the sky-
I have no other voice left.
Speak to the wall: speak to
The world.

Broken-stringed guitar and still
We dance.
Carnival-crazy and in lust-
Dare we say it: maybe love?

Chased and embittered, abandoned
But alive, ghosting the
Future with its past,
Breathing.

We are sprawled out:
Coasting, hoping
To stop the bleeding, knowing
God loves his children.

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wishes [26 Jun 2007|12:39pm]

ketch_me

stillness
sweet plucking of strings in the background
pain building behind desperate eyes
longing to see words from anyone
and of any kind
torn between love and want
two things that have never gone together
and sacrifice is no option
it's all or nothing
it has to be
wishes of a perfect blend
a happy medium
are only wishes
and nothing more
and that's how all wishes go
prayers are answered
and dreams are made real
but wishes never come true
we only wish them to

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a girl named paradise (june 18, 2007) [26 Jun 2007|11:30am]

mickeylimon

he said, “come here let’s play”
let’s make ourselves fall
and she said, “yes, let’s do that”
let’s give it our all

and then he said, “i quit”
there’s this overwhelming guilt
she said, “oh great, how about me”
i can’t seem to quit you anymore …

and her name was paradise
the world around her leaves her in disguise
she can’t seem to be herself anymore
now nothing will be like before

ok, he said, “come on let’s play”
i love you but i can’t get away
i need you but i just can’t stay
i can’t be here with you …

and her name was paradise
the songs he play serves her alibi
to keep him inside when he had let go
but she can’t let him ever know
he can never know …

her name was paradise
i love you but good bye

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Bleeding [13 Jun 2007|09:29pm]

sabneraznik
[ mood | excited ]

"Bleeding"

You sing like sex-
A reverberating line:
I hold lightly
Tightly
Lightly, just to feel it;
Wishing
It made more sense.

Tell me I am
Unlovable.
Leave me a brown leaf
Broken
On the ground.
Your stare: a tearing,
A withering, an
Abhorrent distaste,
Absorbing
Into the yearning crevice of my
Unhealable heart.

I wish you well.

Who would call it
"Sacrifice"
If it didn't hurt?
I style myself
Martyr:
Is this a learning to
Trust,
A gilded guarantee of tomorrow
In my pocket?
I turn away;
I walk away from
You.

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So Far I've Only Sold 3 Books [19 May 2007|11:25pm]

sabneraznik
[ mood | lonely ]

According to the website. :( Hopefully the interview will help. Do me a great big favor and buy a book? I'll love you forever!!

New poem written today:

"If A Tree Falls In The Forest"

Summer sun slanting,
The broken golden warmth tantalizing
An iradescent veil hanging loose
On a line,
Happy in this moment, without purpose,
Or with even more purpose than when in use.
It's like the question that overemphasizes the
Importance of self.
We turn to the stillness of pollen-laden water,
Wishing for the same calm within ourselves.
There are so many questions I want to ask you,
But in reality they are all the one question,
Which then cancels itself out.
A tree falls in the forest:
You've changed me.

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Listen To My Interview!! [17 May 2007|11:58pm]

sabneraznik
[ mood | working ]

Date and time here: http://www.appalshop.org/wmmt/appattitude.html. You can stream from the website, if you like. Don't miss!!

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Horse And A Hundered Years [19 Apr 2007|11:58pm]

sabneraznik
[ mood | uncomfortable ]

Here are the poems I've been meaning to post for a horse and a hundred years:

"The Debility of the Ultonians"

"A curse upon you, O sons of Ulster!
A curse on every male of yours
To the ninth generation,
For your lack of consideration!"
Cried Macha as she bowed in birth
Of her twins, for she had outrun
The two fastest of the king's horses
To save the father from being
Hacked to pieces, at the cost of
Public labor. "Thus will you be
Weak in your hour of greatest need, thus
Will you fail in the sight of all men!
Thus will be your shame!"
-April 11, 2007



"World War Two"

The Ulsterman, so far from home and kin,
Gazes across a concentration camp block,
Forgetting the view over the lip of trenches
And the black nothingness of countless No Man's Lands.
Through lips white with the horror he will carry to his grave,
He whispers: "The Morrigan has been here,
For there lie the daughters of Bav who
Are alaughtered at every time."
He crosses himself no more.
-April 11, 2007



"When You Move"

When you move across my field of vision
I watch- a bird of prey, but
With less malice- soaking you into
My skin. Reverberating like taut lines, you are
Relevant and just distant enough. What
A mad world, what a mad world we wake.
It's a quaking Tower of Etemenanki and
It will hurt, but I am frozen still.
Is it your hand that ripples this night?
You are a pinprick of light.
-April 19, 2007

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reels [14 Apr 2007|12:17pm]

boobirdsfly
on the run
is always when words want to pour out
dangling from
fingers
lips
headaches
pictures in the rain
flashing fluorescent lights
and for what
because in the end
i always wake up
questions rushing
arms asleep
riding the tokyo bullet train
choreographing ballets of naked girls
directing
substantial
chunks
the locks are off
it seems
though
inevitably
somebody
someone
will manage to misinterpret
the whole thing
might as well roll
open up
the flow
i am not the one deciding
on
the
structure
of
it
all
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NPM [09 Apr 2007|05:05pm]

sabneraznik
Oh, in case I have neglected to mention because of a most busy life- THIS IS NATIONAL POETRY MONTH!! So do something special and poetic this month. Leave copies of your favorite poem in public places. Play a game at a party where one person starts with a line and each person there adds a line until you have a full poem of which to make copies and pass out as a party souvenir to all who attended. Write down relevant quotes by your favorite poets on every piece of paper on which you must sign your name. Anything fun and creative that spreads the joy of poetry. Then let me know by commenting on any entry in this journal what you did to celebrate National Poetry Month. I'm so excited to know what each of the readers of this page do!
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The Fire Alarm. [07 Apr 2007|03:10am]

no_chienne
I wrote this months ago.

I admit I am not a very good writer but give the plot a chance. It was inspired by my own high school experiences but it is completely fictional, of course.

( The Fire Alarm. )

Enjoy. :D

Comments would be love and I don't mind criticism.
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in peace (march 17, 2007) [29 Mar 2007|03:38pm]

mickeylimon

 

ah ... the familiar pain
when love is finally gone
stingy ...
unpleasant ...
this burning feeling inside
of extreme loss
of unbearable gravity
of everything gone in an instant

tasty ...
still palpable
in all your senses
with his hasty presence
this feeling still remains
as familiar as everyday

ah ... the familiar hope
floating freely in the air
from the last woes made
to everything falling in place again
will it ever last this time?
will everything be alright for good?

uncertain ...
a nauseating shadow of doubt
cast instantly
as fast as reality
this familiar feeling of being at ease
may it finally rest in peace

 

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"Spare Me" [21 Mar 2007|09:10pm]

sabneraznik
[ mood | mellow ]

"Spare Me"

Some words should be used sparingly
And with care.
Like "I love you", "I promise you",
"Hope" and "Healing",
Because these words used thoughtlessly
Can be more damaging than the
Total absense of them.

What is it you see in me
That makes you recoil and
To avoid my eyes, even at times
To literally run from the room?
Is it beautiful, or
Is it ugly? Is it madness,
Or is it light?
Is it yourself, or
Some other nameless fright?

I place my hand over your face,
Seek to banish it
From my mind. Still,
You rise there, persistant,
Like you belong. Even when you're gone.

Our bodies keep sabbath until you decide.

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Unsent Letter To An Indecisive Interest [27 Feb 2007|12:11am]

sabneraznik
[ mood | awake ]

I.

I tried not to be a child.
I tried not to show weakness.
But in the end, I suppose, I'm
Not the sort of person who
Can properly pull this off.

This kind of failure breathes.
This kind of failure breeds.

What happens next is not
Subject to failure or success.
It is the promise of fear.
It is desire.

Nevermind that all we need
Is to feel safe with someone.

II.

The Garden of Eden was
Most likely
In Turkey where the
Tigris and Euphrates have their
Source.
It is where beauty
Was birthed
On earth- and brutality.

Are we all, then, Turkish?
Is she the mother of
Paradox?
And the mother of both love
And lust?

III.

I have told you with my gaze
That you are my chosen
One, a language you do not
Comprehend. Or maybe you
Are as frightened as me, clinging
To excuses: too busy, it's
Too demanding, too confining,
Too unknown, too insane.

IV.

Your love must feel like a
Drum solo.
Please, let me be
Your dancer!
My soul can

Shimmy

Like none other.
Or would you rather a
Servant
Prostrate at your feet?

I am both
By turns.

Don't worry, sweetie.
We can grow.

V.

The Garden of Pleasure
Became a park of pain,
And Armenian bones
Are still exposed. I know
We are not immune.

Love can kill as well as
Heal- that is no secret.

Snow does not exist
Without cold, and
This world will not
Forget. There is

No such thing as
Feeling safe with anyone.

VI.

If I actually lived in
This body

It might be less
Confusing.

But I learned early that
It is best

Never to inhabit completely
The spaces

Given you. It is
Often farce

That gets us through life-
Maybe more

So love. Make up your
Heart at last.

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the coming of age (february 20, 2007) [21 Feb 2007|10:07am]

mickeylimon

 

exercising
the will to be forcible
for you to see me against tides
of unwanted imagery
against unexplained comedy
of you here lying motionless
touching the skin at my back

calculating
the risks already undertaken
from the moment you smelled my hair
till your arms playfully linger on my bare hip
then in unison
looking thru the frosty window
listening to the rain pouring madly at the roof
whispering carelessly to remember
long forgotten memories taken in innocence together

leaving
the bliss left under the sheets
with you holding me closely
against your bare chest
overpowering me with your able shoulders
trapped endlessly
wanting blissfully
to be here forever
without turning back
to our lives lived in secrecy

 

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back then (fucking son of a gun) (october 13, 2001) [19 Feb 2007|02:35pm]

mickeylimon

 

back then
back then
when the world was fine
you came, you conquered
you fucking son of a gun
and my world crumbled, dissolved, and rumbled
with this feeling of love, lore and misinformation

back then
back then
i was alone and i was fine
the sky was all mine
and there was never any shades of blue
but then you came, you conquered
you fucking son of a gun
and the sky faltered, stammered, and trembled
with this feeling so remarkable, so cruel, and so beautiful
you are so beautiful

back then
back then
i never thought of this till then
i never felt like this till then
back then
back then
like im falling in love with you again
back then

 

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...stream of conciousness... [16 Feb 2007|10:20pm]

jmm21287
Lie back
sit tight
forget your troubles
take flight
no way
it's not for me
decisions, dreams
are lingering
as they scold
and rudely stare
i wonder
if i even care
what's to lose
well, i forgot
am i here
or am i not
keep fighting
don't let go
despite this,
don't let it show
calm down,
fix this tick
wake me up
before i'm sick
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for everything (January 21, 2002) [16 Feb 2007|01:51pm]

mickeylimon

 

oh thank you so much
for being so uninspiring
for bridging life and ending
so close to my threshold
like your heart is my falling scaffold

oh thank you so much
for being so uninviting
like you never did anything
but an endless time of luring…
to bait me
so slowly
to need you
when im not supposed to

oh thank you so much
for love and its wonders
for life and its marvels
to long for you
when im not meant to
and to be meant for you
when im not supposed to

thank you so much
for love above anything
for time in the end of endings
for life in the moment of everything
for everything, for everything, for everything…

 

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i know a place (october 14, 2001) [15 Feb 2007|02:24pm]

mickeylimon

 

i know a place
where the sun is a mess
and the skies are delightfully gray
and sirens paint the day
i know this place
where the world is fine
where the seas are impossibly blue
where ive always belonged to you…

but you don’t, but you don’t

i know a scene
from a long forgotten dream
when you smiled so enchantingly
and i laughed non-cynically
i know this scene
long before ive stopped to dream
long before ive stopped to believe
that youll never ever leave…

and you did, and you did

i know that place long before today
when your memory starts to fade
and the tears started to dissipate
for i have entirely forgotten you…

but i don’t, but i don’t
and you did, and you did

 

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