Poems – Spice and Nice

Thirst

I am the antidote of a thousand worlds The peace that needs deliverance The crime The criminal Lost soul hear my prayer I am the distant friend The silence that keeps calling A victim A victory Lost soul hear my prayer I am the morning that never comes The bruises of a foreign lover Oh…

Incomplete

I speak in incomplete sentences Thoughts left lingering I forget them Then remember again I wonder if they hate me My thoughts left alone Would they feel abandoned? Or simply as incomplete as I am

Teeter

I scream On the edge of insanity The pain takes me under Not again Please no I’m drowning in a sea of uncertainty God help me Save me from myself I titter on the edge Begging for forgiveness from a friend

An Idea

I had an idea Then it had me It came running Roaring Took on flesh And dwelled among men It had no eyes to see their true nature Or ears to listen to the lies My idea was pure Untainted by the ferocity around me With a heart as big as the sky I had…

Fool

It’s dependent upon a fool to understand the limits of his actions These small seeds become decisions On the condition that thoughts are made Ramblings in the dark Drunken steps in the right direction Who says a fool has no heart? For my heart beats It thunders in my chest Echoing in the caves of…

Can I Believe In Your Love?

I am unaware of how your love speaks in the darkness of the night Sweet words? Chaotic kisses? Tell me when the light of day approaches Will you still sing to me Delicate lies A slight touch of the hand My heart beats, it rampages in my chest I am lost in your words Confused…

Monster

Today I buried my love My tears ruined my chances Of a new day I buried my hope My prided and joy I have come to mourn The death of a hero My reflection stares back at me The pain A monster Kills me once again Drowning my dreams in self-pity

Tired

Today I’m tired once more I’m tired But in a different kind of way Today I’m tired But from the lack of pain I’m tired of loving too softly I’m tired of paper planes on concrete Tired of the fan in the night Tired of this heat and the will to fight I’m tired of…

My Humble Prayer

Oh kindred spirit I call thee forth To take this heart of mine And make it thine Take thy lips Call forth my name And save a wretched soul like mine Oh kindred spirit I bequest thee now Take mine anger and my wrath Let them haunt me no longer Purge my soul from the…

Forgotten Dreams

He’ll fall asleep holding my hand Hanging on for dear life Refusing to let go For fear that I might never return So he’ll hold on Squeezing tightly as each day goes by Pretending that he’s alright He’ll give up his dream And forget his fate As long as you hold his hand You’ll go…