“I swore you were the one”…

Please welcome The Vigilante as tonight’s guest poet – you can read more here:

https://subhajitsmadness.wordpress.com/

If you would like to be featured as a guest poet, drop me your words to eyewillnotcry@hotmail.co.uk

Cheers

amge

Confession of a Guilty Heart

You didn’t have to understand

All I wanted was, for you to feel

If only you reached for my hand

Then my heart full of love could have been real

But, it was my fault

I didn’t love you a lot

It was my duty, and

All I thought of, was me

Your world was full of difficulty

Neither did I understand, nor did I see

I was blinded by my arrogance

For which I missed all my chance

I made you miserable, I made you cry

Making you think my love was a lie

Wish I had done things differently, then

We could have spent these 3 years gracefully

Now the chance is gone, and

I am all alone

But, I am happy to see you happy

As that’s all I ever wanted you to be

So, I am writing this, just to let you know

This is where I let you go

“I am flying, I am glowing – LOOK AT ME NOW!”…

cave

~

The dark, dark preacher
With raven black hair

Eyes full of mystery
Projects an icy stare

At those laid out before him…
The gathered congregation

A church of all religions
Stood in hushed anticipation…

Awaiting him to deliver
Words from his soul

The poetry from the deep…
Within a world he controls

Creating all the characters
And guiding their destiny

Before taking their life…
As they beg and they plea…

For mercy from this madman…
The man who never lived

A reformed fucking junkie…
Who the Gods may not forgive

Yet still he stands there
With tales of death and gloom

Captivating his audience…
Inspiring them with doom

As sonnets of depressive misery
And stories of destruction

Enter the gatherings mind…
Sucking them into a storm

That rages upon high
Above the Netherworld masters…

Making their eyes cry
And leaving them breathless…

Transformed and transfixed
Being touched by his spirit

Elevating their souls
Leaving them utterly bewitched…

By the madman preacher
And his dark. dark sermons

The man who slayed the dragon…
But never defeated his demons…

~

nick 3 nick 5

nick 4 nick 2

“In the end I’m not interested in that which I fully understand…
The words I have written over the years are just a veneer…
There are truths that lie beneath the surface of the words…
Truths that rise up without warning like the humps of a sea monster and then disappear…
What performance and song is to me is finding a way to tempt the monster to the surface…
To create a space where the creature can break through what is real and what is known to us…
This shimmering space where imagination and reality intersect…
This is where all love and tears and joy exist…
This is the place…
This is where we live”…

Nick Cave – 20,000 Days on Earth…

 

“And I’m feeling my way through the dark”…

Please welcome Annie for tonight’s Guest Poet slot.

You can read more of Annie’s fantastic work here: http://gentlementalannie.com/

If you want a guest poet slot, please email eyewillnotcry@hotmail.co.uk

Cheers

woman

Walking Alone Through the Darkness

Walking alone through the darkened streets
No hand to hold mine for company
In the past my hand did not swing freely
It was always grasped by another

There have been many hands that I have held
At the time they made me feel less alone
But when they suddenly let go…
I felt more alone than before

I wished I had never touched them, caressed them
Allowed them to guide me into darker streets
But my hand swings freely tonight
In the dim illumination of a distant street light

I am walking on this particular street because
One of the hands guided me here
Into the darkened alley with no lamp posts
Promising they would not leave me

But I walk on my own with less fear
Than when the last hand was here
It seems like a backwards tale to tell
Of loving another who put you in Hell

Now I can touch and hold what I choose
My hand is not owned by any other
I can guide my own feet by the light in the distance
It gets a little brighter as I follow its guide

“Would you really want me in the light of day”…

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~

She’ll never let you know…
And never let you see…

Hiding in the shadows…
An imperfect mystery…

Refusing to tell you…
As you’d never understand…

The dark, sinful cravings…
Ignited by your hand…

The raging fire it starts…
Deep within her soul…

It’s no longer a game…
It’s out of all control…

Leaving her breathless…
And floating in space…

Just one fleeting touch…
Pushes her into disgrace…

Painting vivid pictures…
Inside her sweet head…

In a parallel world…
As she lies in her bed…

One that only exists…
Outside of her reality…

A place she escapes to…
Amidst all the insanity…

Where time stands still…
And the rainbows shine…

Where nobody notices…
The severity of her crimes…

And each fallen angel…
Turns a blind eye…

Providing forgiveness…
Under a dark black sky…

And she keeps it covered…
Out of plain sight…

It’s her constant struggle…
And her daily fight…

To keep it all hidden…
Distracting what you see…

But shrouded in the shadows…
She’s alone and so empty…

~

Amazing art work by http://mbhenriksen.deviantart.com/art/They-Hide-in-the-Shadows-468450661

“So tell me when, you’re gonna let me in”…

freedom

~

Some things in life just happen…
Sometimes your eyes can’t see…

Sometimes there is no reason…
Some things are meant to be…

Sometimes the sun shines brightly…
Some days it is a cloud…

Somewhere there’s a rainbow…
Sometimes people are so damn proud…

Sometimes we’ve best intentions…
Some days our minds are black…

Somewhere it went missing…
Somehow we’ll get it back…

Sometimes we’ve just forgotten…
Some people won’t forgive…

Somewhere there’s an answer…
Some things aren’t ours to give…

Some people go on living…
Some days we live to die…

Sometimes it’s deep depression…
Sometimes Eye… Fly… High…

Some people just don’t get it…
Some believe only what they hear…

Some understand the bigger picture…
Some begin to fight their fear…

Some days we play the victim…
Somehow we just don’t exist…

Some people are so stunning…
Some yearn just to be kissed…

Some thoughts should be forgotten…
Sometimes we’re led astray…

Some words can never be spoken…
Some things just locked away…

Someone’s always watching…
Sometimes we still deceive…

Some say that there’s an ending…
Somehow we still believe…

Someday we will understand…
Some claim our eyes will see…

Some thoughts we will remember…
Someday death will set us free…

~

 

“I’m your greatest masterpiece, you ruin me”…

Please welcome back the wonderful Cate as my guest poet tonight. Cate returns with a stunning and powerful poem, linked to a perfect song – I hope you enjoy as much as I did.

If you want to grab a guest poet slot, please email me your words to eyewillnotcry@hotmail.co.uk

Cheers

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You fuck with my mind
You fuck with my fears
You fuck my body
You fucking bring me to tears

You fuck with my emotions
You fuck with my desires
You fuck my body
You fucking light inner fires

You fuck with my honesty
You fuck with my heart
You fuck my body
You fucking had me from the start

You fuck with my words
You fuck with my pictures
You fuck my body
You fucking have my scriptures

You fuck with my naïveté
You fuck with my soul
You fuck my body
You fucking have me whole

You fuck with my offers
You fuck with my suspicion
You fuck my body
You’re fucking in my vision

You fuck with my head
You fuck with my being
You fuck my body
You fucking me is all I’m seeing

You fuck with me
I fuck with you
We fuck each other over
Is there any other view?

“And we know there’s no need to forgive”…

tree-birds

~

The little bird glides…
Upon broken wings…

Burdened by pain…
And unable to sing…

Not able to focus…
On the world around…

Her ears are deaf…
Can’t hear a sound…

Consumed by the black…
That covers her eyes…

Distorts all her senses…
She’s blind as she flies…

Into the huge storm…
That rages ahead…

Battling her demons…
Who want her dead…

Struggling to find…
A sanctuary shelter…

A safe place to land…
Someone to help her…

To tend her wounds…
See her though the night…

Ease all her worries…
Listen to her plight…

Someone she can trust…
With her inner fears…

Hold her so very tight…
And dry all her tears…

Instead she is left…
So cold and all alone…

Far far away from…
Where she calls home…

And the one she left…
Who broke her heart…

Leaving her needing…
To make a fresh start…

Where she can begin…
To rebuild and live…

Never, ever intending…
To look back and forgive…