They held me down in the hospital
I screamed your name I as the needle punctured my skin
sedated
All I wanted was love
but the angels don’t answer
they just sleep
even the demons weep
is the price too steep?
I broke into house just to talk to one of your many faces
When life is a bruised fruit
do you have the roots
like a tree to rescue me?
heaven is sunlights kiss
but I am in the dark
Our divine spark is pain.
Hope speaks
yet my heart feels
tears flow down my cheek
at least I am real
Hope or heart
to feel the pain
Or to look for the sunshine in the rain
Faking smiles
In rooftop terraces
the Ferris wheel of life
let me go off to murder my strife
A vacation for frustration
My heart is black hole
longing and empty, wilful and bold
Hope is bird singing in a distant cage
a heart is strange thing to age
with my ageing heart
I give you my wisdom and advice
but you won’t see the payment I made
the cut and paste words that shade
and shadow this page
the one I didn’t say which are hidden
But pave the way
Heart or hope
I cope and live for brighter days
when sunlight pours onto this desperate stage.
To continue we go
to continue to know
we must blow
the air to breathe
to believe
depression holding us back
the semi colon
but we thirst to move track
like trains on the railway
we must make our own way
forever in transit
and transformation
there are never enough homes
or railway stations
never enough elation
clever metaphors steal admiration
I love all the movement the sensations.
In the mirth of a daydream
time spent hiding from the world
whether you are a boy or a girl
don’t hide
arrive with eyes wide
opening to see your potential displayed
sway the people to see
sow the seed
make plans
Show your worth
this is the turf
where the birth
of thoughts and ideas meet
make your worth known.
They have enslaved us
I am not an octopus
I am a poet who bleeds ink
I sink, words tattoo the page
blood and scars
look at the way
my love is tar
thick like blue ichor
of the gods
I love you like anxiety from afar
butterflies and broken tickers
hearts on fire
with the oil of desire.
Destroy your roots
I am drug that turns on you
that burns you away
as you burn it away.
I am the family you never had
no father.
Just your mother on another planet
she made her career her aim
the lessons in school teaching just blame
I am the church of vampires
who feed off of religion
and superstition
they teach guilt
to the hilt of sword
they wilt words
of love that were meant
and taint the truth
that was heaven sent
I am the college you tried
your peers pried
into your life like gossip
now you try to fit in
but they’ve already written
your story
So beat your roots
stand tall
life maybe governed by walls
but we can still climb over
luck is not just governed by four leafed clovers
to be the change you want see
you have to change your view
set your sights on what you want
if can’t change the words
change the font
at least make your life pretty
all rewrite your story
Be the path out of the ordinary.
You are like a monkey puzzle tree
monkeys cannot climb
they cannot agree
On a way to ascend
your angry spine.
Their branches are a conundrum a solution
cannot be found
the monkeys all make a squawking kind of sound.
The monkeys have a headache they cannot solve
we have to wait for our ideas to evolve
before they can climb this tree.
But you are a walking talking puzzle
we don’t need, our brain is no muscle
but it needs a workout from time to time
patterns form rhymes
across the pages to spine
of the book.
But monkeys cannot read and humans won’t look
where you cast aspersions we mistook
for common sense
we can’t give you up for lent
monkey puzzle tree are misspent
like our youth
can monkeys really not climb these trees?
do we even care the truth bleeds
like monkey’s well worn hands
does anyone really understand?
I am the king of nothing
I have the arrow of time
embedded in my chest
a song, a beating that cannot rest
I was a wild child
before life tamed me
I used to fight wars in my head
I still do
but love’s cogs and mechanism
are as lost as I am to you
I live, the universe lives in me
but I am royalty severed
I mind that cannot be tethered
only to her
No gold no frankincense no myrrh
I am man unpicked undone
I stand alone
but I serve her
and her throne.
There is kindness here if you can keep it in mind
there is sadness, remorse and discourse
that signals just how much I love you
However I walk in daylight and the rain
and it falls us both no ones to blame
in this labyrinth we have created
love blossoms in your absence
and yet you are with me in the movements of the trees
which seem to be watching me
and the leaves dance to your voice
or am I deluded I have no choice
but to believe.
The story we have weaved
like the rope that we marks our way
you are the light to my day
in the river your tears fall
I die in the labyrinth
calling your name on the wind
Hoping that you will hear it someday
my body decays
but memory stays
in your third eye
can love resurrect? Can it comply?
what was love but hope of your stay
in my heart forever you are with me I pray
for your speech echos in my head
this body but bone skin and sinew
I am lost in my monologue
I end where you begin I begin where you end
the last message I will ever send.
By Dan Hooks AKA Alienpoet