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~| Hark the poems true, you might fall in love with a few |~
~| RAWR |~
I am Hark. I write poetry. It's good to notice the small things, and the big things too. Here is my poetry, there's a chance you might enjoy it. ~| Forest Eyes |~ I saw lies in your eyes, deep behind them, and they kept you. I wanted to hold you, but you walked away, you and your soft hair. I opened to a random scribbled on page of the diary that you don’t keep. It said so much, of things I wish you’d tell me. You can not tell me feelings, and you can not tell me moments. I guess, you might be able to describe a moment or a feeling to me. They are not truth because feelings must be felt. Moments must also be lived. I wanted to look you in the eyes, but you looked the other way. You did not look anywhere, for anything. You looked away so that you would not see my eyes, or so I would not see yours. When I saw your back so bare, I wanted to feel it. I wanted to feel the kinks in the muscles of your back from the way you stand and the way you move. I want to gently move those kinks aside. When we would lie together, my hair would fall. From side to side, with your fingers combing through. Your hands are either too big or too small, just like the rest of you. You have one too many freckles, and not enough. The modern world so simply proves a simple point for you. You are not perfect and you never will be. There are more flaws about your existence than you can think of. People you have never met before in your life hate you. They hate you because of actions that other people you have never met have done. We tend to do what we want to without asking. Even when we do ask and we are told not to, and we stop, we still think. We think our thoughts that make us us. On good days I smile without thinking about what is on my teeth or if my lips are chapped. Most days my lips stay together, and they do not say much. ~| Maya's Poem |~ Singing with slippery souls, We aren’t here for the food, we aren’t here for the flashing lights, We aren’t here for you, Oh we are here for us, So tell me so and bring us into the wild, Bring us through, and through to the trees that are dieing, Hit, hit hit and smack, with little whispers that make you think, I begin to bleed, And so don’t we all, I’m not living for you, I’m not living for us, Step, front back front side side, Slippery souls, and the places where we reside, Drift of drifting fruit and song, We aren’t here for the flashing lights, We are here for us, And you, The quiet things we do, Happening chairs in quiet rooms, Sit with me, And look and look, mirror, And into my eyes, Slippery souls and flashing lights, Wild, we aren’t here for the food, we’re here for you and us. ~| Your Eyes |~ If your eyes are the windows, To your soul, let your lips, Be the door to your heart, So let me walk in, Live in your home, Let me see through your windows, Let me use your doors, Let me be in your mind, Sleep in your room, I'll make the down payment, You'll seal the pact, say yes, We may some day, Buy a cottage or two, A bit of me, a bit of you, Our house might fall down, But our windows will stay intact, Worth everything, so much, Yet priceless. ~| Winter Haiku |~ Winter sleeps in hearts, As sighing souls slander through, Waiting for the sun. ~| Pain Of Time |~ Time keeps passing, Thoughts keep hurting, Me, From inside to out, Carve a heart in my hand, Punch the wall, Physical pain doesn't hurt at all, Oh, But I keep alone, From hurting another, Fail sometimes, For my heart is stuck, I'm a lover, Promise to myself, And I seem to keep, Everyone, they tell me to and I do, I can't keep my own, Hurting from inside to out, My love, A dieing joke, Falling apart, Wilting flower. ~| Broken Eyes |~ See through my broken eyes, Everyone together, Arms entangled, Hands clenched as one, Everything, Passing by, See another, Tears flowing, Also, Broken eyes, Why can't we see, What others see, Find what others find, Maybe our broken eyes are the same, Maybe not, Hers more cracked, Cracked like a falling wine glass, Smashed on the floor, From surprise, That was knocking on the door, Her broken eyes are too broken, To see my dancing eyes, My fluttering stomach, And my lost heart, I'd give my own broken eyes, To let her see, To let her be, To let her feel, Love from heart to heart. ~| Moonlit Nightmare |~ So let me sleep, Oh let me weep, And see me cry, So you can feel my heart, And feel the quakes, And the aftershocks, My empty smiles, telling you my lies, I will keep my ground, but a standing wall, So wish I will, As if I were a sea, And I could seep into your eyes, In a raft, sail through your veins, If I could make your heart, beat faster, with words of my own, And creek a dreary sound, still making you smile, Through thoughts and but drifting heart beats, I can’t sleep at night, For I’m exhausted by my heart, That doesn’t let me be, For you but barely let me run, After your fleeting gaze, which seems to drop, When mine begins to rise, A vase, still empty, Only wishing to hold you, my flower, And wishing, only to, Compliment your beauty, So velvet, In this dim moonlight. ~| Lost In My Empty Open Sea |~ I will look past, Into the sea, I see myself, The way I should be, I see it go on and on, Forever, I look into the sea, My reflection, It's not the way I want it to be, It looks so full, But truly, It's empty, I look into the sea, Like my heart, It's not the way it should be, It's not the way it could be, Seem to see so much go by, The sea is so wet, To me it feels so dry, Everything in the sea, Has something for itself, Someone, But what about the sea? They say everybody loves the sea, Who does the sea love? When they all find, That the sea loves them back, They won't love it no more, Lonely, Lonely is the sea, Who loves the sea? |
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