her mother was desperate in getting her down
and slapped her in the face
The hallway that I walk is full of twist's and turn's,
Don't go to close to the fire or you might get burned,
But the fire is so beautiful and bright,
And keeping away from it is a constant fight,
But I am intrigued by the glow and the warmth of the fire,
The closer I get to it I seem to get higher,
So I walk closer warmed by the blaze,
And everything is blurred in a purple haze,
I reach out my hand ignoring the warning of pain,
Because the beautiful fire is calling my name,
The flame's are leaping higher and higher,
The warmth has taken over so I get closer to the fire,
The fire is beautiful glowing orange, purple, and green,
How could something so beautiful want to harm me?
But harm me it does and as I burn to ashes,
The beauty fades, the purple haze passes,
And now I am hurt and in much pain,
The fire continues to burn calling my name,
The fire is still beautiful burning so bright,
But I can't touch it, it's a constant fight.
Why Do We Get Ourselves Into Messes?
Why do we get ourselves into messes we canít get
ourselves out of? Why do we get caught up in lies and
deceit? Pain and suffering? Where things just donít make
sense. Some one please tell me why some guys are sweet and
some seem sweet then turn sour. Like sweet and sour candy,
sweet on the out side and sour on the in. They give you
drawings and call you their baby, but itís all lies. It
then makes me wonder if the sweet guyís telling the
truth. It makes me sad when I find out they truly meant
what they were saying, because I lost them. So Iím
trying to figure this out. How do I tell the difference
between a sweet guy or a sweet and sour guy? Some one
needs to tell me.
Everyone wants to be remembered
not for what they did or never did
but somewhere inside of them
that is why they make friends
and become who they are
They might not realize it
but like Leonardo and other greats
they are and will be remembered
To be remembered is to have a name
it just happens without a name you are just a another
but with a name you have a identity and to be remembered
is keeping that identity remembered.
- As I remain, Only in your eyes, in your heart of hearts
can you define what I mean to thee!
- As I remain, my dreams & visions entrusted to you.
Slowly blinded by my love to point where I could no longer
- As I remain, In constant self-discovery, overwhelmed by
lifeís defining moments. Each moment adding or subtracting
a piece that is I but never leading to the equal that is
- As I remain, A love so immense it is implausible that it
could be defined with a label. Poised, equipped, endowed and
willing. Preferring the fairytale instead of the fable.
- As I remain, a confused soul aimlessly wondering the earth
in search of his place. Probing for the fulfillment that I
once enjoyed from her embrace.
Anxiously waiting for chance to glance into the tender heart
that is ď herís Ē.
- As I remain, aching to disseminate my undying love.
Recalling each heavenly mole in their place, Itís only her
I wake up thinking of.
- As I remain, insecure, unsure, trying to endure my
Or should I say surface, asking God ď whatís my
- As I remain, a black man trying to hold back the tears
summoned from anger, disappointment, frustration, deception
& pain. Constantly being defined and redefined with each
new interaction, & yet I still remain the same.
- As I remain, Val, Eminent 1, son, friend, lover, brotha,
false or true.
- As I remain, it can only be defined from whatever meaning
I am embraced which in turn is reciprocated from me in trade
Loss of hope, Loss of strength
What do you feel when you lose both?
Never mind the sheers people give,
Never min the insults you receive.
All these are lessons that should be
And NEVER to repeat itself on earth.
Loss of hope leaves you depressed,
Loss of strength gives you no rest,
Hinders & barriers are part of
Which anyone in the right mind COULD
You should not be sad coz' you could
regain your hopes back.
DON'T LET NO NOTHING PUT YOU DOWN,
Let that be the word around.
Regain your hope, Regain your strength,
No one can help you but yourself,
No more tears, No more lies
Just pluck up your courage,
& see the evil die...
You promised me that i'd be free
You said nothing could stop me
You said that i could fly
I looked at you
You promised me we'd be together until the end of time
You helped me through and let me live
I loved you
for your help
for your heart
for your confidence
for your strength in me
You promised me that i'd be free
You said nothing could stop me
Then tell me why you hold me back
You promised me, now i'm promising you.
I will back!
But its my time to fly!
Life is like a glass of orange juice
With floating islands of twinkling cubes
Simmering around like a poet's muse
Grabbing your dreams yet letting them loose
Its like wearing goggles of the sunrise
Doing things without thinking twice
Waking up late in the night
To turn around and hug someone tight
Walking with your legs
Yet flying like a bird
Seeing with your eyes
Yet looking away from the crowd
Its trying hard and failing
Like breaking your mast yet sailing
Running the race like a cheetah wild
Yet losing it to please a child
Throwing pebbles in the still water
To create ripples with your hearty laughter
Walking around that familiar bend
Along the roads that will never end.
In the city
we imagine the cars are wild horses
Buildings become mountains
piled high one on top of another
until they are small and one
under a great expanse of sky
where cave creatures dwell
climbing into the bellies of the horses
making false light against the night
a collective prayer to forestall the dawn
a curious perspective
from our eyes we may leave and leave
We are an old tree
small and wizened, gnarled
our Children flowers at our feet
A soft wind lifts their hair petals
Rain joins the smiles of our tears
rolling down the ancient bark of our face
Nature is our peace
I am a Bottle that eases all your pain but when your done
I'm empty and so are you-
My outside appearance is shiny and clear, My inside appearance
is thick and hard to swallow-
My affect on your life was at first not big but after
awhile you needed me, to feel worth-
I am a thrill, match maker, home breaker, party maker
there all in my job description-
It maybe hard to except but, You need me now, I've
convinced you, Your nothing without me, Letting go of me
would cost you a lot-
Worried by rejection you swallow me down and the bear the
bitter taste to be found-
No longer able to live, have fun or even breathe with out
me, I am empty and so are you, I shatter-
I am an addiction a disease and as you look at me, the
empty bottle in you hand, Trying to find yourself, lost in
my bitter taste... You drop me and as much as it hurts to
fall... I'm strong.
You need me.
To be strong for you.
Every time I open my eyes and see her, I think of you.
I wish she liked the things you do.
Adore my every step and hang on my every word.
I find myself trying to make her you, while she sleeps
not knowing the longing for your touch in my emotions.
Come back to me and be what I need.
I will leave her for you like you left her for me
As time tics by,
people laugh and people cry.
Often you may ask why......
Knowing damn well, you'll get no reply.
And it seems no matter how hard you try;
or how many reasons you can give,
as to why you feel that they must live.
The things you hold close,
and the people you love most,
are the ones you'll raise a toast,
"I really wish it wasn't this way...."
who can say,
that in the end we won't meet again?
Jeffrey M. English
I'LL NEVER STOP LOVING YOU
I know I've never shown my feelings,
Like you'd want me to,
It doesn't mean I don't care,
I just don't know how, and you do.
I think of us more than anything,
I couldn't handle it if we were apart,
I'll love you until the very end,
Like I have done from the start.
I don't care about what other people think,
Or the fact they think we wont last,
I'm sorry about arguments we've had,
I hope we can leave them in the past.
We're going to have so much fun together,
Think of what lies ahead,
I wont turn back, you're part of me now,
I mean everything that I've said.
I know you're going away soon,
And wont be back for long,
I'll never change, I'll try not to worry,
With you is where I belong.
You may never read this poem,
Yet, if someday you do,
Let's have the best summer together,
I'll never stop loving you.
the forest is blue
bare & brittle
with the onset of snow
Pan dancing in
the bitter fire
the fairies who
draw the moon
Chaser of the Dragon
By: Tanya Marie Franklin
She's been chasing the dragon
For so many years
When she thinks of stopping
She breaks down into tears
She thinks of all her morals
That were sucked down the drain
She was looking for some happiness
But all she found was pain
Her life got so confusing
And there was no place to turn
Felt nothing but the torment
And the way her body burned
There's nothing there to satisfy
Or fill the needs she wants
It just wont leave her head
The memories still haunt
She's still living in the past
When her future stays untold
No ones there to comfort her
There's no one there to hold
She's still trying to find meaning
In her life that gives
So deep down inside of her
The hunger it still lives
Chaser of the dragon
Will you ever be okay
Just get down on your knees
And find the strength to pray
Penance is punishment
unbenounced to its subject.
It's not quid por quo-an eye for an eye.
In its own measure it comes, it goes.
It's the gift that keeps on giving-the gift you give
so that the anonymous recipient
you don't know you hurt
feels paid back.
When you think you are done
you really were just meant to start.
When you think you're having fun
you're just numb - you've only just begun.
Penance is abstract
as in when ethical standards are too vague to be
What you think your punishment should be
is more than or less than that.
It's as haphazard
as the excuses for what you lack.
I'm addicted to my thoughts
the scent of sandlewood loiters
in the air from early
<~~~~~lament for the death of emotion~~~~~>
I speak at you with words
as powerful as powerless;
I've seen your naked eye,
frozen and blue,
a fragile mind.
helpless in my speechlessness
words long overdue
can you catch me now?
can you miss me now?
can you exist?
the girl stares, confused
the sky so blue this morning--
the illustration of my mind
my thoughts evaporate in the sunlight.
King of Jacks
The beeping draws me closer
Pick up, receive, forced by my king
Kill my brain so I will not have to think these thoughts
Plastic roses aren't forever like diamonds are
I am the jack of hearts, but a jack none the less
My ember naked body
drop in cold glass
Please, be my guest, you were expected
kill my brain so I won't have to inhale
let me touch a rose half way up the stem and make it
satisfy my lust.
make it bow to its king
The pain is coming
I feel it in my heart
It bleeds of pain that is brought to me
My heart drips of thick drops
Each one of them is meaning something
Then they get me to think
Death is coming; it can solve my problems
Death can help me find my way out
That shall be the path that I walk upon
More pain is coming in from different places on my body
I watch the blood start to fall from me
It hurts for awhile; then I can't feel it no longer
I think to my self; maybe everyone will be happier
They can live a better life without me
The I fade slowly seeing nothing but darkness
As my heart takes it last beat
My breathing fades, and its done
Only thing left are the memories
Samantha Jo Sether
Tangled web of useless faith
that I'll never need
Washed up memories hit me hard
and wipe my blind mind clean.
Conditional love is what I bare
and hope is what I seek
Waiting for life to unwind itself
before this cuts me too deep.
Wanting freedom is my alibi
it's money wasted in my wishing well
Asking for something I cannot have
People whisper "only time will tell"
You can take your morals and rules and lies
and throw them to to wind
For I have tried my hardest through this
although for some pleasures I have sinned.
Tangled web of useless faith
that one day will be mine
Unleash its hope and trust for you
that day, the real me you will find.
WHEN YOU WASN'T LOOKING I SAW:
When you wasn't looking; I saw you open the door for a
When you wasn't looking; I saw you take in a helpless
creature and nursed it back to helth.
When you wasn't looking; I saw you care about someone who
When you wasn't looking; I saw you give a safe place for
someone who needed it.
When you wasn't looking; I saw you give away your special
places that you go.
When you wasn't looking; I saw you share your beer and
When you wasn't looking; I saw you share your life.
When you wasn't looking; I sent you an sprit to look over
When you wasn't looking; I said thank you.
SHERRY A MULLINS
OPEN MIC Encore I, July 2002
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