THE ULTIMATE POETRY COLLECTION 2002
BOOK #13
DWELL
The good things about her,
Far outweigh the bad;
But it the bad she dwells on,
It’s what makes her put up right or wrong.
But it she didn’t dwell,
She might feel like she’s,
Above the grubby well;
Yeah, if she didn’t dwell,
Negative thoughts she could expel.
The good things in his life,
Far outweigh the bad.
But it’s the bad he dwells on,
It’s what makes him scold ‘This is wrong!’
But if he didn’t dwell,
He might feel,
Released from the hook and reel.
Yeah, if he didn’t dwell,
Frustrated thoughts he could expel.
October 02, 2002
UNREALISTIC DELUSION
Perfect,
Is an illusion.
Attempting to achieve it,
Only brings madness and confusion.
For perfection,
In one word is an,
Illusion.
Don’t reach for it,
Only brings forth,
Unrealistic delusion.
October 02, 2002
WILD ONE
She’d got windswept hair,
Dust on her boots and knees –
But she doesn’t care.
Yeah, sweat stains her shirt,
Shines on her face;
She doesn’t give a thought to perfection and grace.
She’s a wild one,
Riding hard on her horse,
Underneath the sun.
She’s a wild one,
With a loaded gun –
The starts are her only companions.
She’s a wild one.
Sometimes you might find her,
In a shady bar,
Drinking sown a beer,
Listening to guitar.
No one asks about her travels,
For on wrong word,
And they’re staring at the end of a double barrel.
She’s a wild one,
Riding hard on her horse,
Underneath the sun.
She’s a wild one,
With a loaded gun –
The starts are her only companions.
She’s a wild one
October 03, 2002
AMAZING
You’ll say,
How I look amazing.
Yeah, you’ll say,
While slightly dazing,
How I look amazing.
You’ll say,
“Amazing babe.”
I’ll cement on make up,
Do up my hair,
Slip on a glittery dress,
That with make the world stare.
Yeah, I’ll do it all for you;
I’ll look close to perfect just for you.
Make you think amazing,
Make nervous sweat sheen,
As you scream amazing.
You’ll say,
How I look amazing.
Yeah, you’ll say,
While slightly dazing,
How I look amazing.
You’ll say,
“Amazing babe.”
I’ll move smooth and regal,
To stand out in the crowd.
I’ll fly like an eagle,
And float like a cloud.
Yeah, I’ll do it all for you;
I’ll flu high above just for you.
Make you think amazing,
Make smoke steam,
As you scream amazing.
October 03, 2002
DESTROYING THE WEEDS
Yesterday,
Such a mess,
Such a marvellous mess.
I felt like I was crawling,
Round, and round,
Steadily heading down.
Nothing was ok,
I was tangled in the fray –
But that’s ok.
Today,
I put my feel hard on the ground,
And scold, ‘You’re climbing up,
Out of this capacious rut!”
Cause I’m sick of falling,
From the light –
Sick of giving up so easily,
Not putting up a fight.
I’ve got a sword in my hand,
I’ll swipe,
Left, and right,
To let in light;
I’m so sick of being right –
Yet in the wrong;
I’m destroying the weeds,
Which are covering my world.
October 03, 2002
IT’S OVER
She sits in the running car,
Emotions are tearing at her,
For he just begged another chance.
She cries as she thinks,
“No – it’s over.”
She sighs and blinks,
As she thinks,
“Yeah it’s over.”
He dug a hole,
Threw her in,
Covered her up,
And left her alone in the dim.
It’s over.
She knows she can’t,
Give in to his pleas,
She needs release,
Her promise to herself she has to keep -
It’s over.
She slowly backs out of the drive,
Rain rushing in front of her eyes,
As she thinks of his earnest glance;
Then she shakes her head and thinks,
“No – it’s over.”
Tears she wipes and blinks,
As she thinks,
“Yeah, it’s over.”
He dug a hole,
Threw her in,
Covered her up,
And left her alone in the dim.
It’s over.
She knows she can’t,
Give in to his pleas,
She needs release,
Her promise to herself she has to keep -
It’s over.
October 04, 2002
A DECISION YET TO BE MADE
One day – not today,
You’ll have to make a tough decision –
Stay with the old,
Or move to the new division.
But it’s not to be made today,
So rest your head,
Let thoughts blow away.
This is just a warning,
Of the decision heading your way –
A decision yet to be made.
October 04, 2002
HARD TO KNOW WHAT TO DO
It’s hard to know what to do,
When the heart screams old,
the head screams new,
And the broken soul remains undecided about the two.
At times like these,
It’s so hard to choose –
One step either way,
And you light some short fuse.
October 05, 2002
WHY AND HOW
Tell me,
After all you put me through,
Why should I,
Let you in.
Why should I,
Forgive what’s past,
Forget with you that faithful relationships don’t last.
How can I trust?
When you’ve turned everything into dust.
How can I let you in?
Without being afraid,
That you’ll destroy everything,
And leave me hanging on a limb,
At your whim.
October 05, 2002
ALWAYS BEEN LAST
Who did you hold?
While I was crying;
Who did you hold?
While I day dying;
I know it wasn’t me,
My room was cold and empty.
You say I’ve always been first,
But it feels,
I’ve always been last,
While you give other girls roses,
And kiln me in a fiery blast.
Who did you talk to?
While emptiness whispered in my ear;
Who did you talk to?
While moans were all I could hear;
I sure wasn’t me,
With your voice my ears were never busy.
You say I’ve always been first,
But it feels,
I’ve always been last,
While you give other girls roses,
And kiln me in a fiery blast.
October 05, 2002
A SIMPLE SORRY
A simple sorry,
Cannot ever cure,
The damage you’ve done.
A simple sorry,
Cannot magically,
Make it all undone.
A simple sorry,
Cannot mend,
All you’ve twisted and bent.
A simple sorry,
Cannot spread truth and honesty,
On your deceit and lies.
A simple sorry,
Cannot heal the cuts,
Wipe the tears that never dried.
A simple sorry,
Cannot wipe the hurt,
And make me only think of glory.
A simple sorry,
Cannot give the fairy tale end,
In the stormy story.
October 05, 2002
SPINNING FACTS
The facts spin round in my head,
Round, round, round…
I see them – I hear them,
Until my head is sore –
Until my brain feels like lead,
And as though it will stay that way forever more.
I write them again, and again,
Until the pen is dead;
I read them over,
Until I feel the grinding pain,
Heavier then the largest boulder.
Here’s every sting,
Every sore,
That should keep him forever locked,
Out of hearts’ door.
So why can I see him in the corridor?
Staring like he too his sore.
I know it’s stupid to still care,
After all facts are exposed and bare.
He is my largest bane,
Kills me with love’s pain.
October 05, 2002
DOESN’T KNOW WHAT TO DO
She has another door,
To reach for –
But she stay idly standing,
In the corridor.
Her eyes repeatedly,
Sweep the numbers,
One and two;
She puts a hand to her head,
She doesn’t know what to do.
October 05, 2002
THE SAFE LAND
To another he’s already said,
“Together forever.”
Don’t delve in History,
It will only bring misery.
Wipe him out of your head.
Say, “Us? Never!”
Imprint it in lead.
Be stern,
Build up walls of brick –
He’ll only make you sick.
Don’t let him see,
The depth he prods –
Cut his rods,
Turn on his nods.
Revert to the mystery,
Journey to the safe land,
On the sweet mystic sea;
Feel the new sensation,
Of being caught in a hail of roses.
Take the safe man's hand,
Wear the new polished band,
Journey to the safe land.
October 05, 2002
LOST WORLD
The angels sound their trumpets - fairies play their harps,
Cupid rains down pushing darts.
Heaven brings blinding curtains of moonshine,
Mother Nature makes a chorus of birds sing and fly;
This is what happens to my land when you take my hand –
It’s the same world I’ve sworn to cover with sand,
October 05, 2002
WHY I SHAN’T
How can we be together?
When the trust isn’t there.
How can a loving relationship last forever?
When suspicion lingers in the air.
The answer is it cant –
And so I shan’t.
I’d watch you with females talking,
With every flirtatious glance,
I’d be inwardly baulking.
To the door I’d heatedly end up walking –
Nails raking against my skin,
Anger steaming,
Tears inwardly streaming;
How can we be together?
When the trust isn’t there.
How can a loving relationship last forever?
When suspicion lingers in the air.
The answer is it cant –
And so I shan’t.
You’d ring up an old friend,
Get invited over to catch up.
As the light dims,
And night begins,
I’d be sitting sizzling,
Wondering if you’d be,
Enjoying another one of your one-night whims.
How can we be together?
When the trust isn’t there.
How can a loving relationship last forever?
When suspicion lingers in the air.
The answer is it cant –
And so I shan’t
October 05, 2002
STAY FRIENDS
I don’t want to spend my life,
Hating you,
Cause I completely love you;
I don’t want to spend my time,
Hurting cause of you,
Crying cause you’re not true.
So perhaps it would be best,
After amends,
That we just stay friends.
October 05, 2002
DANGER ZONE
She sees him staring,
Makes her catch her breath –
His pain exposed and raw,
Through fiery eyes and locked jaw.
She slowly approaches him,
But as soon as she’s near,
A voice booms from overhead,
“Do not go here!”
Suddenly bars go up,
Red lights flash,
Sirens blare,
“Danger! Danger! Do not dare!”
She peers at him through the bars,
Feels the tear through her heart,
Makes her soul gasp;
Suddenly signs appear above his head,
Letters large and red.
“Liar! Liar! Cheater!” They read,
“Abandon he who abandoned the!
No re-entry!”
Tears stream through her eyes,
As her soul painfully screams inside.
To the floor she sinks,
The air turns heavy and stale – stinks,
Of rotting carcasses years old;
She shivers from the cold.
She watches his approaching feet,
Feels her cheeks heat,
Pulse heavy in beat.
She closes her eyes,
Tries to block out feeling and sound,
As he whispers her name;
From overhead blood begins to rain.
October 05, 2002
WHAT IS BETTER
I walk smoothly through,
The powder pink haze,
See you, and am dazed.
Before you even say a word,
Heart’s ablaze.
A multitude of sparks fly,
As I gaze into your bright blue eyes.
I fall for you,
Without a single word or touch,
I fall right through.
What is truly better?
Is turning away right?
Or is it wrong?
I know the powder on my heart,
Won’t last long.
Every sight,
I fall a little more,
So I fall right to the floor.
I turn away,
The sun turns to shade.
I look upon a facing glade,
The sky turns blood red,
Green dies to black ash.
Earth cracks,
Molten lava form red rivers;
I sweat and shiver.
I fall for you,
Without a single word or touch,
I fall right through.
What is truly better?
Is turning away right?
Or is it wrong?
I know the powder on my heart,
Won’t last long.
Every sight,
I fall a little more,
So I fall right to the floor.
You touch my hand,
Suddenly it’s a different land.
Flowers rise to enormous size,
A hallucinogenic rainbow land,
Is the only way to describe the vibrant scene,
With sand, a nourishing stream,
And mountains surrounding.
I fall for you,
Without a single word or touch,
I fall right through.
What is truly better?
Is turning away right?
Or is it wrong?
I know the powder on my heart,
Won’t last long.
Every sight,
I fall a little more,
So I fall right to the floor.
October 05, 2002
ONE MORE TIME
Baby, please don’t turn away,
Every time I step closer.
Baby, please look into my eyes,
When I whisper you’re my skies.
I know I hurt you,
I see the pain.
But I’m telling you now nothing was a game.
Let me through one more time,
I’ll make your smile shine.
Baby, please don’t turn away,
Every time I whisper I want you to stay.
Baby, please look into my eyes,
You’ll see the salt rivers never dried - I never wanted to part on goodbyes.
I know I hurt you,
I see the pain.
But I’m telling you now nothing was a game.
Let me through one more time,
I’ll make your smile shine.
October 06, 2002
KEEPING THE DISTANCE
There’s no solid foundation,
No trust;
Plus you have a mindset,
When one-night stands,
Are ok.
You think I’m dumb?
I see,
What you like to cloud,
And I see,
Me falling down,
As you play the clown.
These games cannot be played,
With me,
I feel too deep.
A distance apart,
I have to keep.
October 06, 2002
ONE CHANCE
All I want,
Is to hold you,
Spend days and nights,
By your side;
All I want,
Is to enfold you,
In warmth and delight;
I want to make,
Your eyes dance,
All you need to do,
Is give me a chance.
One chance is all I need,
One chance give it to me.
I’m on my knees as I plea,
One chance please,
Give it to me.
Just say yes,
You’ll quickly see,
How great life it,
When it’s you and me.
I’ll give you everything,
If only you hear me,
As I sing.
I want to make,
Your soul prance,
All you need to do,
Is give me a chance.
One chance is all I need,
One chance give it to me.
I’m on my knees as I plea,
One chance please,
Give it to me.
October 06, 2002
PLAY IT RIGHT
Play it right,
Shoot the candles darling;
The hopeless romantic only blindly ambles,
As everything turns into shambles.
Hold on tight,
Feel the earth darling;
The grounded one knows the real routes and trails,
And can keep on riding through sunshine and hail.
October 06, 2002
HOLIDAY
So much stress;
I’m going on a holiday,
Cause I’m a mess.
I need to breathe,
I need release,
Even if it’s just for half a week.
One proposes,
Another says stay –
Over again,
Their arguments I play.
So much stress;
I’m going on a holiday,
Cause I’m a mess.
I need to breathe,
I need release,
Even if it’s just for half a week.
I look at the seas,
Washing below –
My thoughts I throw,
Out the window.
So much stress;
I’m going on a holiday,
Cause I’m a mess.
I need to breathe,
I need release,
Even if it’s just for half a week.
October 06, 2002
NO FOOL
She stands in the doorway,
As two come her way;
They take her hand,
Simultaneously say, “stay”
She smiles and pushes them away.
She’s not a fool,
She’s not going to play around with two,
She’s going to choose and make it true;
But until she does,
There’ll be nothing more then friendships love –
Only when she decides will she take it above.
She walks down the corridor,
Their feet follow – steps gliding across the floor.
She feels on her back smooth fingertips,
She throws a sharp glance – they quickly exit.
She’s not a fool,
She’s not going to play around with two,
She’s going to choose and make it true;
But until she does,
There’ll be nothing more then friendships love –
Only when she decides will she take it above.
She reaches the bedroom door,
Turn around and says, “no more.”
Expectant expressions turn grim,
As she locks herself in.
She’s not a fool,
She’s not going to play around with two,
She’s going to choose and make it true;
But until she does,
There’ll be nothing more then friendships love –
Only when she decides will she take it above.
October 06, 2002
FALLS INTO HIS HANDS
He waits by the frosted man –
When she’s close,
He reveals himself and takes her hand.
On the snow,
They arrive to a steaming land,
Cold water is felt as she melts.
She falls right into his hands,
Even though he caused the cracked land,
Caused rivers of tears to expand;
Somehow she falls into his hands,
As logic and reason are whisked off into the Netherlands –
Even ants need a cold fan as the two step off into their fantasy land.
She stands in a crowded room,
He suddenly appears,
She feels herself bloom,
As she falls into a cool ocean;
She drowns in his potion,
Scented with his lotion.
She falls right into his hands,
Even though he caused the cracked land,
Caused rivers of tears to expand;
Somehow she falls into his hands,
As logic and reason are whisked off into the Netherlands –
Even ants need a cold fan as the two step off into their fantasy land.
October 06, 2002
MY PLACE
Aching more and more,
To find my place;
Somewhere safe,
To rest my feet,
To relax and sleep =
Where I can breathe.
A place in the country,
Which screams home to me.
October 07, 2002
TRUE OR REAL LOVE
True love?
Or real love?
That is the question of the day.
Head for the place where the earth quakes?
Or for the place whose mysteriousness gives me the shakes.
Two options,
One to take above;
True or real love?
October 08, 2002
THE QUESTION REMAINS
The guy leads the girl,
To the mountain top.
The question remains,
Will she follow and drop?
Or come to her senses and finally stop.
Turn her back to the ocean,
The cool tides of her eyes.
She starts to trail behind,
As she thinks of a place,
Where sorrow escapes,
And her smile lights her face,
As she is wrapped in warm embrace.
The guy leads the girl,
To the mountain top;
The question remains will she follow and drop,
Or come to her senses and finally stop.
Turn her back to the ocean,
The cool tides of her eyes.
October 08, 2002
EMBRACED IN FRIENDSHIPS ARMS
I’ll do you a favour,
And me one too,
Stay just friends with you.
Then we can talk and laugh all day,
No problems, no qualms,
Embraced in friendships’ arms –
Love in full bloom,
Untouched by destructive fumes.
October 08, 2002
BROKEN
He eyes her as she steps away,
The gulf seems unbearable,
Only when she’s close is his soul full –
He knows he has to say something to make her stay.
He throws a sarcastic joke her way –
As she smiles,
It seems there are ten thousand suns,
Rather then just one.
He moves slyly closer,
Gently, timidly, her touches her hand –
It instantaneously jumps away.
She stares at him,
With a hurting gaze,
As her skin inflames.
He moves behind her,
Wraps his arms around her waist.
“I’m so sorry.” He whispers in her ear.
“Just give me one more chance,
Let me be the one to take you out of here.”
She stands as still as stone,
Not looking at him.
In her mind she’s off on her own.
October 04, 2002
October 09, 2002
GROWS ON
I’ll bet the heat grows on baby,
Make you finally decide,
And not say, “Uh, maybe.”
Yeah, I’ll bet the heat grows on baby –
No more half time,
We’ll be just fine.
October 09, 2002
REAL LOVE
I thought I couldn’t find a truer love,
Then the one built in my dreams.
I was wrong it seems.
For I found real love,
Truer then true,
When I found you.
October 09, 2002
MY IDEAL HAVEN
Being with you,
Even at the worst of times,
Is my ideal haven.
Having no space between us,
No voids meeting our eyes,
Is my utmost heaven.
Clean and unshaven,
You’re my ideal haven.
October 10, 2002
ON THE BURNING PYRE
My stomach,
Chews on knots and bolts;
My skin,
Steams on vicious fire.
Help me!
I’m yet again burning on the pyre.
It’s easy to write,
I’m getting over,
Taking flight.
Perhaps at times,
I make myself believe it too.
Only when it slaps me,
Do I realise,
I’m not yet free,
From the fire,
The sacrificial pyre.
Not yet free,
From the affects of you.
My stomach,
Chews on knots and bolts;
My skin,
Steams on vicious fire.
Help me!
I’m yet again burning on the pyre.
October 20, 2002
IN HELL
Being in Hell,
With you around,
Is much better then,
Being alone,
And having Hell,
Drag you down.
October 10, 2002
AVOIDING TROUBLE
My true troubles started with you,