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Heavens Insanity's blog: "Poetry"

created on 10/13/2006  |  http://fubar.com/poetry/b13232

Poetry Log XI

Okay this is just cause I'm fucking pissed off
Rather Die Take me away from all of this. Can I find a far-off place? In the darkness away from wandering souls I don't want be tormented with hate. I want to hear the cries of physical pain. Tell me of a life better without fear. Don't let me fall in a horrid pattern. Can we bear to see our lives scorned? What we have become when consumed with hate? I want you to hear my emotional pain! Crying in me is the darkness I now breathe. Can it hear our thoughts? Can it smell our fears? Is it just our selves that will darken and seize? I don't understand the state I'm in you see? I can see you digging my grave. Or could it be digging yours? © Velvet Moon

Poetry Log X

In the spirit of the holiday I suppose.
Vampire You unleash the obscurity with in me. With those piercing eyes of nauseating lust; Your lips so moist and red with transgression; Yet I can't seem to comprehend these feelings of attachment. You're like a horrible dream. The vampire within me! Thoughts of blood draw me further away from who I am. Can you see this soul yearning for what isn't real? It's true I am becoming part of this darkness! I can feel the cold chill moving in closer. You're like a horrible dream. The vampire within me! Touch me, feel me, do you want to know me? Sucking, tasting...dig hate into me. Let the sunlight fade forever and bring the darkness in for pleasure. It's difficult to hide this maddening feeling which boils deep with in. You're like a horrible dream. The vampire within me! Trying not to give in, but dying to be one with you. You send trembles down my spine in such a perfect tone. You are the devil in the flesh wanting a soul. The soul of anguish and torment … a soul untold! You're like a horrible dream. The vampire within me! © Velvet Moon

Poetry Log VII

Unbelievable When I look at how far we have come, I am stunned. Every morning I feel like Im still at a lost for words that we are stuck in this vortex of ambiguity, yet in each others arms. Not sure if its me, not sure if its you. But, as we lie here and youre touching me, caressing me, kissing me, and rememorizing every inch of meI feel some sort of small warmth in me. Though, were still not where we use to be, but closer then before. I watch you walk across the room naked after we have made love, as you laugh at all our new memories of the day and I think Can we keep this going? Sitting outside in the sun shine planning our future in the new home we will have a few months from now is becoming so real. The things well do, the memories well make, and the new adventures that await our family. Each day you say you are coming closer to all the feelings of love you use to feel for me that being patient is the key. Patients its all I really have at the moment, I tell myself every break of daytake what he gives you and hold fast to it. In a blink of an eye it can all fade. A few weeks ago I couldnt see my eyes in yours only that of the banshee, but now when I look into your eyes, I can see a small shimmer of me. Please always remember the night you asked me to be yours truly till the end of time. Under the moon light...with a nervous laugh under your breath. Even then you said you knew it was me that was to be yours forever. Forever yours, forever mine is who we are. ©Velvet Moon

Poetry Log VIII

Haunting Every corner I turn there is a ghost. It haunts my every move, my every dream. You say its all in my head that its only a figure of my imagination. The ghost is more than that you hold it on a high pedal stool, comparing it to everything I do. When did I stop being your inspiration? How could you bury me six feet under and hold this ghost so high up above ME? All is closing in with every corner I turn its there, with every breath I take its in my air. I look in your eyes and I dont see mine, I see the ghost, a ghost who isnt real, who doesnt love you, who isnt coming back. They say time heals all. Where is my salvation? Where is MY forgiveness? As I tumble down a dark cave, hoping youll be there to catch me at the bottom, falling faster and faster but when I get there I feel a cold draft and see the ghost, the same one that has haunted me all along. As long as this ghost existsour love does not; as long as this ghost holds fast to youyou dont hold on to me; as long as this ghost is in your eyesI will never see mine! ©Velvet Moon

Poetry Log IX

I wrote this a lot ass time ago, I want to say it was like two years ago. Its okay, but I thought I'd share it.
Stcreaming I'm running but I don't know where I'm going. What the hell is this place? Can you tell me? I can't find my way out of this damn lost city. Losing all sense of direction, with death as an infection; I slip further everyday. Can you hear my screams? I'm bleeding inside. My friends fall away from death... Brain dead to all of you ... I don't even care. Just help me get the hell out of here. Don't you know the evil that seeks us is here? Beings will come forth and unleash all fear. Can you hear my screams? What is it that you see inside of me? Horrific fucking sounds coming from me. Get the hell away from me you make me sick. Get out of my face and away from this place. Full moon...time to run...I can hear it coming closer. Don't you look back ... don't ever give in. What are you thinking? Can't you see we're sinking? Just let go...let go...let go. Slip further...slips further everyday Screams...screams...cant you hear my screams? I'm bleeding ... bleeding inside. Fall away from death... Away from death!!!!! © Velvet Moon

Poetry Log I

Distant Stars How can we define what is true or see beyond this world, With time of essence its only truth that binds us. Where in lays truth lays love, with out either we are nothing. Mere mortals with loveless hearts and anguished thoughts "Come unto me" the spirits of another realm beckon you, Follow what you know is true, for the desires within you do not lie, they are but truth. Loving you is like loving me, someone unknown someone of hidden light. Shine little star and show me your way, The way to passion and eternal life, with love, happiness And the warmth of your sweet touch, Your sweet smell so breathe taking of times remembered Of laughter in your eyes No longer mere mortals with loveless hearts, But immortals with out love, condemned To suffer for our miss deeds and miss trust. So where in lays truth, lays love. ©Velvet Moon

Poetry Log VI

Our perfect world Can you sit back and imagine us tangled in each others arms? With gazes of glee and all troubles so out of reach. In our perfect world it wouldnt be wrong or feel out of order to lean on your shoulder. Oh to feel the warmth of your body, to feel lost in you would be heaven. Even in the darkest of hours you would be my light. In this perfect world youd hold me tight. As time passes in this altered reality, our love would grow to unbelievable heights. But, as I come back down from Cloud 9, after dreaming of this far off world, an emotion never neglects to tell me its just a false reality. So as much as we want our perfect world, we are stuck in this one! So could it be true that our present love could create that world we so long? Only time can tell. ©Velvet Moon

Poetry Log V

Ocean Deep As she dips her toes in the ocean her mother shadows her every dip protecting her from dangerous waters. As she picks up sea shells her mother shadows her every step protecting it from sharp edges. As she plays in the bright glimmering sun her mother covers every inch of her in sun block, to cover her beautiful skin. As she builds a sand castle, her mother protects her from getting sand in her brown eyes, which look at her with such love. Ocean deep is the love that a mother has for a daughter. And only when her daughter has her own child will she ever understand. A mother is a fighter, a protector, a mentor, and her daughters strength. © Velvet Moon

Poetry Log IV

Thinking Lying awake torn and unsure of the events that have passed. What a wild ride weve had. Laughing singing and recalling memories of days past, recalling the lost hours of the day. Or the starry nights weve watched. No regrets and I refuse to forget it all. As time passes on, most will be forgotten; inside jokes, things weve watched on the T.V. or even other strange and bizarre events. All fun, all worth it, even as the smells of each other fade there will always be something there to bring us back to these days. Sitting here thinking of you and how you smile, how you laugh, how you look under the stars, comforts me. But still leaves me empty, not having you here everyday is painful, but all understandable. Time heals pain and nothing was done in vain. We only meant well even though it had to all come to a closing. Well still have nights with stars and smiles of blazing friendship. So as I sit under the palm trees, smell the ocean breeze and desperately try to find Jupiter, I know youre on the other side doing the same. Thinking of you hoping youre thinking of me, down in the hole with heaven beside you. © Velvet Moon

Poetry Log III

Empty Watching the stars fade into the daylight, wondering what comes next. We were once best friends who enjoyed each others company, loved the smell of the thundering rain, sound of each others laugh. Sitting here empty and lost, my heart no where to be found, but in a distant memory. Im trying hard to fight off this fear of being without you, the fear of being empty. Nothing is as it should be, everything is out of balance. How could we lose sight of something so sweet something so cherished? Dont leave now its to soon...I beg of you stay! Emptiness is what I feel, but not what I want...the stars have lost their shine and the rain its smell. Your laughter has faded into the dark of night. Now I sit down in hole, and heaven is no longer beside me. I thought you wanted me here; this is what I truly thought, so think me naïve. Though I know its not your fault, it still sends me for a loop. In time things will balance out again, the shine will return to the stars and the smell to the rain. The only thing that will never be restored is the laughter that faded into the dark of night. ©Velvet Moon
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