Guest Poet Week – Thank You…

A big thank you to all my Guest Poets this week – I hope you enjoyed them

In case you missed them, there is a summary link below to each of the featured poets and poems

If you would like to submit for a Guest Poet slot, please email eyewillnotcry@hotmail.co.uk to be considered
Cheers
J

crying_eye

https://eyewillnotcry.com/2017/01/22/guest-poet-1-chasm-of-nothing/

https://eyewillnotcry.com/2017/01/23/guest-poet-2-exposed/

https://eyewillnotcry.com/2017/01/24/guest-poet-3/

https://eyewillnotcry.com/2017/01/25/guest-poet-4-fallen-angel/

https://eyewillnotcry.com/2017/01/26/guest-poet-5-baby-the-sky-is-roaring/

Freedom…

eih

~

There was no end to the war…
No vaccine for her virus…

That noise in her head was constant…
She craved for simple silence…

She found it hard to focus…
Her tears would sting and burn…

Her feelings were overwhelming…
Drove her to a point of no return…

Her emptiness needed numbing…
And pills would mask the pain…

One of her comforting old habits…
As she swallowed with vodka again…

It brought clarity and reflection…                     
Provided a chance to look back…

As the memories overwhelmed her…
She saw good mixed with the bad…

The world wasn’t always against her…
Not everyone was so unkind…

There were glimpses of real happiness…
As battles were fought in real-time…

Realisation started to wash over her…
Kind faces began flooding her dream…

She heard voices filled with pity…
But they became a deafening scream…

Her life force slowly ebbed away…
She was moving towards the light…

Soft lullabies filled all her senses…
As she tried so hard to fight…

The panic set in and infected…
This poor girl was in need of saving…

As this wasn’t really her intention…
Nor the silence she’d been craving…

Her eyes became tired and heavy…
Sleep seemed so safe and warm…

The angels began whispering secrets…
Ready to remove her from all harm…

And as time waits for no one…
The moment came swiftly, then passed…

Leaving her floating body weightless…
And free from all pain at last…

~

©Eyewillnotcry1973

Inspired by the song “Catherine Wheels” by Crowded House

 

The Darkness…

fpkszr

~

In a room with no light…
In a tomb without a door…

The blackness of my mind…
Cannot take much more…

Of this life lived in purgatory…
This life lived in shame…

Where passers-by know me…
But never ask my name…

Where the sun always shines…
Giving someone else its heat…

Where lovers want to love me…
Yet still I lie and I cheat …

Hidden behind a mask…
Living inside a mental cage…

And when I look in the mirror…
That fool shows his rage…

Staring right through me…
With eyes full of hate…

Sending me a message…
Of the hell that awaits…

Knowing all my secrets…
Watching my every move…

And whispering in my ear…
Whenever I try to prove…

That I can break free of this…
Or walk into the light…

Turning every single step…
Into some ungodly fight…

Making me feel an imposter…
Someone weak and fearful…

Who doesn’t deserve happiness…
And should remain resentful…

Of others all around me…
Who can walk so tall and proud…

Who never battle demons…
Or live beneath a shroud…

And now it slowly comes again…
The darkness and the pain…

Trapping me in my minds eye…
Always driving me insane…

©Eyewillnotcry1973

Inspired by the song “You Want It Darker” by Leonard Cohen RIP

 

Inner Torment…

ojo

~

Not sure when it happened…
Not sure where it began

It’s blurred around the edges…
Out of focus and off plan

Yet it became embedded
Took root within my soul

In a moment of weakness
Spinning out of all control

My knees weak under strain…
My head not thinking straight

At the bottom of a bottle
When it was much too late…

To look at you objectively
To realise the impact

To withhold my affections…
And deny the clear facts

That in the quest for distraction…
You became something more

An unstoppable force
As clothes fell to the floor…

And morels got lost
Whilst limbs intertwined…

Stealing stolen kisses
As vodka mixed with wine…

And your face was imprinted…
Into my vulnerable mind

So each time that I dreamt
You’re the only one I’d find

Whispering so gently
Speaking forbidden words…

And haunting me daily
Within songs of the birds…

So I ignore all the nightmares…
Where ravens would attack

I embrace your verbal arrows
That would stab into my back

Because I burn with this passion…
And the thrill of this torment…

As this is never ending
There’s no halting my decent

~

©Eyewillnotcry1973

Inspired by the song “#1 Crush” by Garbage

The Last Poem…

Please welcome Airboy89 as my latest Guest Poet!

You can read more of Airboy89’s work here: https://hurtafew.wordpress.com/

If you would like to feature as a Guest Poet, and have the chance of appearing in the upcoming book EYE WILL NOT CRY – “BE MY GUEST” – then email your words to eyewillnotcry@hotmail.co.uk

Cheers

pen

The last poem I will write for you..! Probably!

Oh beautiful! You were the brightest star in
the dark sky called life,
Let me for once shed out the pain; fully
I had been a fool to believe that forever meant an eternity.
but same time I realized forever does exists but in pain.

Baby remember those escapades
those mini trips out of town
just to escape the eyes of society.
Oh baby those kisses those
promises, those mini date,
those days of struggle do you remember
for we had to hide for religion was the culprit

Baby do you remember those fights
where we fought like bunch of kids
yet made up after a while
Do you remember the tears we shed
when we were hurt by each other’s action.

Darling do you remember how we visited
temples, churches and prayed that
our parents agree for our wedding.
baby remember those days when we had no money
yet we lived like royals in each other’s company
remember those struggles.

Remember the times you stood by me
and said until death do us apart we shall
be together. remember the times we spent hours together
holding each other’s hand and getting lost
in our own world
talking gibberish letting imagination run wild.

Remember those funny days when we planned
who will be our daughters protector.
How shall I tell the things that I remember for
you have forgotten my existence.
How shall I express my sadness when words merely
touch the top layer of it all.

How shall I tell you that
every night is a battle of mind and heart.
How shall I tell you that I cannot be normal ever again.
How do I tell you I can never go back home
for your memories haunt me in those roads, those parks,
those hills those rivers. How shall I explain
you that I still haven’t moved on.

Munchkin how do I tell you,
how I miss you every day,
how shall I tell you that I forgive you,
How do I plead with you to come back.
How do I tell you my soul
is empty without you.

Darling how do I forget you when
everything I do reminds me of you.
When the river of alcohol also
does not help.
How do I tell you I miss you
how do I show you my life’s incompleteness
How do I tell you I am a changed person now.

How do I tell you that hope left me, how do I tell you
faith kicked me, how do I tell you
that memories is all that is with me
How do I tell that I no longer have the strength
to smile, how do I beg, how do I plead, how do I pray
for your return baby.

How do I tell myself that I need to forget you.
How, how baby how, When I still love you
How do I forget you when all I ever want is
to be with you.
How do I tell you that this is
the last poem I will write for you..!

Probably!

“I wish I had missed the first time that we kissed”…

loneliness_of_soul

~

He’ll never understand…
And he’ll never really know…

The mental pain she felt…
In simply letting him go…

The chains that she unlocked…
To end all of the madness…

Freeing his imperfect soul…
Removing all the sadness…

By becoming so distant…
Extracting herself from his life…

She knew it had to be done…
Despite all of the strife…

Because she’d fallen too far…
And there was no return…

Leading to an ending…
That would scar and burn…

As he was not hers…
Just an impossible dream…

Which haunted her nights…
With such painful screams…

Providing so many regrets…
Each day of her sad life…

That he was not in it…
As she replays and rewinds…

But there really was no future…
And she had to decide…

Even if it killed her…
So she hid the pain inside…

As his gentle brown eyes…
Turned from confusion into hate…

Not really understanding…
And now it’s far too late…

The walls are erected…
With the friendship lost…

And no stolen moment…
Was worth this huge cost…

But she had to move on…
And allow her head to drive…

It’s the only way she knows…
It’s the only way she survives…

~

“I put a spell on you”…

Guest Poet Week – Number 2

To celebrate this blogs 2nd anniversary, I am honouring other people’s work with a week of Guest Poets.

The Guest Poet feature on this blog has been tremendously successful and I would like to take this opportunity to thank each and every poet who has taken the time to partake.

My second Guest Poet this week is our sexy friend Sal!

You can read more of Sal’s work here – but beware, it’s hot stuff!

https://sjw2014.wordpress.com/

Going forward, the Guest Poet slots will still be available, so if you want to join in, please email your words to me at eyewillnotcry@hotmail.co.uk

Cheers

sal

The beast and his harlot.

Rose petals sprinkled
Over grey silk
Tempting the maiden
In lace white as milk

Slowly approaching
Mind unaware
Trapped in enchantment
Unbroken by prayer

All was lost
She’d never be well
Many had tried
To break this spell

Her soul had been pure
Until she had sipped
From the glass at his altar
Blood red covered lips

Now she was chosen
His bride to be
His minions danced
In the shadows with glee

So she approached
His altar of lust
Lost in her mind
No trace of mistrust

Appearing before her
She saw not the beast
Just a man of perfection
Wishing to feast

Untouched by man
And they never would
The beast would break
Her innocence with blood

Softly he whispered
Sinful desires
Igniting the sparks
Of her internal fires

He had sensed true
The angel before him
Although so pure
Held flames of sin

As she lay in the petals
He heard her moan
On the bed not just petals
But thorns he had thrown

Drops of her life force
Dripped on the grey
Awakening his hunger
Sweetening his prey

The purest of blood
He cries as he spilled
Ripped through the air
As fears were fulfilled

Awakened she screamed
As she saw his face
Now the beast’s bride
She knew her fate

Her soul ripped away
Left forlorn and tattered
Drifting on air
Like rose petals scattered

Taking her blood
Now flowing scarlet
The beast took an angel
And made her his harlot

© S.J Warner 2015.