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| This page will have only one poem per week :) The reason why the poem was chosen was either because it is my newest poem, and/or it has been "voted" for by many other people who have seen it already :) any comments will be welcomed.. Enjoy! |
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| Like a dream.. 10/28/03 I recall it now as if a dream, as vividly as a windless storm, while kissing your lips... upon a moonlight dance of the hearts.. Our breathing slowly calming to a soft, spoken breeze, waiting for darkness to blossom to an enchanted sunrise.. Only to remember you as the stars fall from heaven, and into my dreams, into the depths of my soul.. And as I awaken from this unforgetable moment, I sense the smell of lilacs on a spring morning. The warmth of a sweet memory, and the soft kiss of dew on white roses, lillies of the valley, and beautiful daisies. And I wonder...what your love seems like to me.. like the music of the sunrise, and every color of the sunset.. like the wind from bee's wings, the glow of candlelight in a quiet room.. the freshness after the rain, the sound of laughter, echoing from the street.. the look of faith in a child's innocent eyes, the pure joy of a precious gift.. the poetry of an unscaled mountain, the silence of an angel, deep in thought.. Me, myself, and I (September, 00, April, 01) Cool breeze and autumn leaves A tortured soul A wound unhealing My ship is rudderless and heading for the rocks I know everything is going to be lost. Been here before - you would think I knew the map And could find the easiest way out Vision is blurred and cannot read the signs Blundering on filled with relentless self-doubt The ideals seem taller than a mountain With a face that is too steep to climb Dreams of sitting on the summit are fading Just like the moon eclipsing the sun. Where have I been during all these years And weren't there lessons I should have learnt Circumstances may change but the feelings are the same I placed my hand in the fire and got burnt There are no surprises left - only pain smoke rises, melting within the sounds of summer Broken Petals ( 1/9/2001) burnt cigarette ash, coffee stained wooden desk. rotten thoughts from a day already gone by swing by my head. endless suffering from the souls which dance around me brings me down, without a clear sign or the satisfaction of knowing why or how. But now I see, train tracks never ending, lessons unlearned again. investing in unknown roads, turning into broken pavements colorful sunsets which fade away from the bleeding distant horizon kindness wasted, piercing tears which soak my already decaying heart. furiousity settles now, tired of this dysfunctional mind of mine. frustrated with my aching eyes, there is nothing left to see, so much to offer, plenty to give, no one to please. maybe weak, very cold, no clear sign of inviting ease...© Untitled ( 7/22/00) embracing tears of joy flow by me numb to you I am, eyes barley open victim of your lust, your foolish games its not the way it should be, not again you begin to speak, I do not listen those eyes of yours no longer seem beautiful much to offer, yet you are blind to see it seems to me one day you will realize outside you are happy, inside darkness breaths superficial moves breed along your path just like most, your heart grows sharper, colder if I could only explain, but you already know so let me be and consume yet another poor soul figure out your goals and dont show up in my dreams your presence sickens me, and therefore I am not well memories will drift away, and I swear I will not dwell.. 6/1/00 A sigh, a tear, a thought.. sympathy overturned, sand dunes build upon me.. chills sent down to my toes, my skin darkens. crystal eyes stare back at me, cracked mirror.. a sigh, a tear, a thought. where have I gone? desparate moves rejected yet again, I crumble to my knees. my addiction gets thicker, deeper. Identity lost, turned to dunes of soft white sand.. a sigh, a tear, a thought. where have I gone? another sad poem written in this chapter, not finished. more to come, like decending water off a mountain, in spring.. and if is the last, the night's stars will welcome me home. I wont sigh, cry, or think. my question answered.. 2 Poems for the week of 5/1/00 memories of a dream ( memories of my grandfather) through the years I have learned what life has to offer and give I was taught to open up my heart, my eyes, my mind, and believe recalling memories which burn, even some of warm smiles sent my way latenight painful tearsofloss,and of skies which would never turn grey regrets of things which could of been, people who could of stayed family slowly dissolving in the wind, all I could of done is prayed the dust from the wheels turning stings my vision, my strong desire blurry goals once to be lived, ended up on the side like flat tires memories of an old dream still fresh in my head, never letting go in the days to come I will try and forgive and maybe then I will finally know...© Saba ( grandpa in hebrew) a strong wave of bitterness engulfs me now eyes open wide, brings me back to a sacred time illness and death, white walls pained with fresh blood outside, the breeze is calm, trees swing violantly with rage cannot find peace or rest, my spirit grows with unwelcomed frustration mysterious moves, a secret never to be told a hidden world behind these walls, I am dazed tears roll down my aching face, the sky grows cold within these thoughts I search for some kind of fragile hope lost and confused, a little boy not sure of where I am slowly drifting further away, almost gone an old wise man once told me believe how to be, who to trust, and how to give but now he is gone, and I am all alone wishing I had listened to his words, his eyes forgiving and forgetting is not an option, cannot surrender to these lies...© Poem for the week of 4/15/00 rusted advice from me hangs by your head like old moldrusted advice from me hangs by your head like old mold like a stone, or some sort of disease which we all dread finding my way behind your teeth, reaching for your scars I would offer you my heart beat if it would do any good my hazel eyes, if it would heal the pain in your grave, I will tremble in sorrow... I realized that the dim light which shined so bright surrounds you too - does not fade... I would offer you my brittle breathe, my sight if it would do any good... Poem for the week of 11/29/99 fading fading sun, morning light ignored beneath me soaked up pillow case, choked up, dry tears appear greedy smiles sent my way coil up my insides. And as these images, thoughts come up I begin to break stinging needles prick my fragile skin, remind me of yesturday. A book read, an old loved poem forgotten yet again. Ongoing slow death settles within my pores, my cells. A disease with no cure, a highway missing from the map, a life with no true moments of peaceful silence... Poem for the week of 11/1/99 early afternoon's wonder cradle my spirit, unsolve these dark images within fake laughter grows around, sounds of my past returning at the peak of my wisdom, and as I fall into the pit I begin to fade, wasted years flash before my teary eyes. Poem for the week of 9/20/99 - Untitled it is the leftover morning mist flirting with the stormy afternoon, and as the heavy clouds gather a tree shivers, lonley birds surrender I do not change, nor capture enlightment frozen in space, numb to the world I am inhaling dust, sifting for answers now I hum quietly with the evening's bird... copyright, Gady, 1999 Poem for the week of 9/13/99 - Depression ( 9/17/99 ) Now I see how sweet fragrance slowly dies the taste no longer fresh decaying memories breed within to stand alone, creeping terrors like the wind that howls, inside I am numb, disturbed thoughts take me under sickness engulfs my spirit surrendering to you I must it is the devil's feast swallow my mind, drink my tears... Copyright, Gady, 1999 |
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