You Can'tYou Can'tYou Can't
I wanted to be a rockstar writer politician saint. my belief alone could have climbed the highest mountain. I could have assailed a peak
of critics and doubters. I could have been what I wanted them to think I was. I rubbed shoulders in my dreams with Hughes and Plath, drank tea with the Brontes, wrote songs with Hendrix.
How thoughtless of you
to shatter my belief. I could have achieved anything until you told me I can't. What an insensitive thing to do to somebody. Now I sit at a table
An alcohol poemDrowning in the Bottom of a Pint GlassAn alcohol poem
I found the answers to sorrow, in the oblivion that can only be achieved in the consumption of alcohol. It was but a respite - a taste of distorted clarity, poison nectar to distract me from my woes. That's all it ever is -
Escapology from the humdrum.
I drink to my saturation, and then I'll rest on your shoulder, pour honey in your ear, heavy-legged and light of heart, until the morning comes.
Love Me For The WeekendLove Me For The WeekendLove Me For The Weekend
You toss my feelings like I'm nothing at all and it don't seem like your bothered, I can't compete with all your fantasies, No I'm no knight in shining armour, Would it make a difference if I told you that, you can have me for the weekend.
A catastrophe of despondency and you're not fucking listening, I scream aloud in torrid dreams and never wake up happy, I can't have you for infinty so I'll love you for the weekend.
I need some oyster-shell relief from my long mundane subsistence, A reprieve from all the ag
Shyness is an IllnessShyness is an IllnessShyness is an Illness
"What of my fate"? It turned to me and kissed my cheek in a dream. "You shall die alone". A horrific truth - delivered at my weakest So I cried in my sleep.
The truth is I'm just too scared. I'll approach you arms outstretched, Stumble blindly towards you, Draw a heavy breath....
And scare you away.
At home I'm all action, I draw up mental plans, Assault my inhibitions, They creep back next time i see you.
All I want is to hold and be held, Welcomed home by a rosy cheek, In the bite of
Nature remembers allSecrets and memories of long ago All forgotten As the makers of dreams drift into a silent sleep The Sun gazes downand remembers the young lovers Rolling in the sweet summer grass As they laugh and live and loveNature remembers all
The delicate butterflies dance, chased by the laughter of children As the not-so-young lovers side by the way-side and gaze back up at the sun and they smile.
The fragile red poppies mark the scars of battle and bloodshed and hate With more malice than the wasp's sting that collects the precious pollen from the flowery markers
My band!!!
Walshy88 x
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"When the power of Love overcomes the love of power, the world shall know peace." - Jimi Hendrix
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- til human voices wake us, and we drown -
Walshy88 x
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"When the power of Love overcomes the love of power, the world shall know peace." - Jimi Hendrix
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Make my pain your sweet, bloody nectar.
I'm collecting hugs!! Hugs recieved: 31 - Many thanks to ~Silvarith!!
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Mi trabajo lo dice todo. Jimi Hendrix es un Dios. ˇEl rock and roll nunca morirá!!
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"When the power of Love overcomes the love of power, the world shall know peace." - Jimi Hendrix
Walshy88 x
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"When the power of Love overcomes the love of power, the world shall know peace." - Jimi Hendrix
I am a newbie on this site, and introduced to your area by another deviant. I have read your poems and i think they are great.
I can really relate to Seventeen Forever, it is so true. But things get better with age and you experienced new events all the time.
Please view my work all comments are welcome
Please reply i need friends.
Love Fab2002
xxxxx
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Mi trabajo lo dice todo. Jimi Hendrix es un Dios. ˇEl rock and roll nunca morirá!!
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