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Solitary Confinement (Poem)

10:54 Feb 10 2010
Times Read: 516


The ring of a bell signals a time of gathering.

Alerting the voices to begin their chorus

While sucking the energy clean from the surrounding air.

They come in various proportions.

All alike in one way,

Completely different in every other..

They fill the spaces.

Making your hackles raise

While your eyes float over each and every one.

Not so much a threat..

Simply an annoyance regarding my solitary confinement.



The glare triggers a pounding beat,

The tribe starting it's war drums.

My temples pressed against throbbing veins,

Unnecessary muscles pulling down into a scowl.

The polarized protection only shields a temporary relief.

The crashing waves beginning to roll ashore.

The storm thunders begin to strike white lightening

Cracking open my skull like the day Athena was born.

The mighty bolt coming down harder,

Until the shadow lands grant relief of exposure.

Apollo invading my solitary confinement;

His daily torture.



Take from me not my life force

As I recycle your own.

My constant sin convicting me in the third degree,

My personal judgment is my withdrawal.

The window to my soul

In the form of three eyes.

I'm hard to read,

but you'll never help being lured to me.

It's my own disgust that makes me push you away,

Exhibit A:

Love is the very thing.

My solid evidence.

The winning argument.

Yet, you continue to stay despite my very efforts.

Don't encourage my private amusement of Lust.

You invade my solitary confinement.



My pedestal shines brightly on a mantel.

The gleam a very oxymoron in its own right.

The irony pulling up my smirks,

You'll never know why I smile.

The constant banter only bores me,

You say the looks are ones of high opinionated personal praise..

I say you should stop while your ahead.

I'll never envy you thanks to my own Pride,

However my heart is lined in Anger.

The walls within my psych more successful than that of Athens.

Not even Achilles could break down my fortress.

My heel, not as vulnerable as his.

Being this high in the darkness of the Chain is dilating..

It blinds my solitary confinement.



Every where I look is a burning face

Another story to an untold tale.

Every look and every thought.

Emotion and heartfelt heartbreak.

Its as clear to me as the son of Peleus' Fate.

Empathetic in every way.

My own thoughts drowning in the Red Sea,

Your lips are sealed

But your soul's voice screams to me.

I know before you look

And your eyes will always meet.

Its my smile that disturbs you.

Its my eyes that hold you.

Fear me not on a restless day,

Shut me out when I begin to decay.

Your hearts soul speaks to me.

Its your emotions voice

That's calling me.

The third eye invades my solitary confinement.



Aching need..

Burning desire..

Gut wrenching hunger..

The smell that lingers

As it holds me dear.

The passionate rhythm that strums before my eyes.

Like a preying cat,

or Lisa's gaze..

You hold me enthralled,

you keep me amazed.

Throat clenching tight against a dry thirst,

Tight white knuckles holding back urges.

I smile kindly when i want to scream.

I hold my composure when I wake from your dream.

In every thought that paces my facade,

Its you I desire and that which I crave.

Its all of you that continue to invade.

It's Solitary Confinement

Against

Involuntary rage.


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Not My Place (Poem)

10:52 Feb 10 2010
Times Read: 517


You Are A Confusing Creature



The Likes Of Which I’ve Never Met.



Come High and Low,



My Searching Quest..



Will Never Be Put To Rest.



The Minute Your Waves Begin To Crash;



An Unknown Need,



I Feel To Seek.



Perhaps It’s Your Piercing Eyes



Of Which Lie My Prize..



The Ice Blue Sea



Terrorizing In My Sleep.



I Wish I Could Tell You,



Of My Dreams.



However, It’s Just Me,



It’s Not My Place.



~



I Tried To Rid You From My Mind,



A Sacred Place Once Held Divine.



To Capture My Attention Was An Easy Task,



To Let Me Go,



Is The Real Grand Act.



Lost In A Fever of Cold Sweat;



You Mimic My Intentions..



With Every Beat..



With Every Breath..



Star Struck Fever Is Not My Forte,



However With Every Unexpected Appearance You Make



I’ll Be Begging Your Autograph,



Too Long To Wait..



To Leave Me Here,



To Lie Awake.



I’ll Search The Realm of Dreams,



Make No Mistake.



Yet To Approach You of This Heinous Act,



Is To Fall From Grace.



It’s Just Me..



It’s Not My Place.



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Forever I Could Die,



To Re-live One Scene.



A Quaking Memory,



Reality Is Key.



Turning Backwards For This Journey



I Yearn To Know More..



I Ask You To Teach Me.



Lost In Your Own Thoughts,



Is My Constant Banter.



I Wish For Your Attention..



I Long For Your Answer.



Heed Warning and Take Flight,



A Wise Word I Should Listen..



“Forever Innocent?” They Contemplate..



“No,” I Laugh, “Tis Stubbornly Adolescent.”



It’s Fates Cruel Game,



It’s Disaster, Your Name.



Completely High On Words Alone,



Solely Determined;



I Hold My Own.



I Wish To Indulge In Reminisce.



Nuance Remains Your Unknown Bliss.



Composure Is An Aching Face.



But It’s Just Me,



It is Not My Place.



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Till The Tide Come In



And The Shores Roll Out,



I’ll Keep My Secrets



Lest Blurt Them About.



Fae’s and Daemon’s



Are Not The Real Heathens.



Of Which The God’s Grow Bored,



And Tire My Regions.



Athen’s Wall High In My Psych,



It Makes The Incubus Laugh With Delight.



Come Morrow I’ll Still Remember,



I Promise You On This Night..



But To Cloud My Thoughts



Is Morpheus’ Real Fight.



I’ll Dream of Stars and Astral Plains,



Tricking Myself Into Playing Your Games.



No Word Shall Be Uttered,



And No Account Shall Be Made..



Take From Not My Gift As A Poetic Sage.



It’s Yet To Be Discovered,



Its Yet To Be Played.



Though As You Continue To Watch,



I’ll Pretend Not To Notice.



Deceiving No Rites



But Abusing Your Knowledge.



I’ll Ask You To Leave,



No More Than a Fortnight.



It’s Not My Idea of Torture,



It’s My Plan for This Phase..



Don’t Ask Me To Speak



My Unspoken Agreement.



The Words of Wise



I’m Made to Reason..



They Make Me See.



That It’s Simply Just Me.



And For Now I Bargain,



Just Not My Place.


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