“He was caught in the middle of a desperate fight”…

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Stood in the moonlight,
not making a sound…

Her broken heart weeping,
her tears hitting the ground…

Remembering the words,
that fell from his mouth…

The cruel words spoken,
before he headed south…

And out of her sight,
leaving her all alone…

To start a new chapter,
going out on his own…

Trying to move on and
begin his new life…

Leaving her stranded with,
a soul full of strife…

Unsure of the next steps and
unsteady on her feet…

Like a broken up jigsaw,
she felt so incomplete…

As she loved him so much,
with her heart and her soul…

And only holding his hand,
ever made her feel whole…

But she pushed him away,
with so many insecurities…

And with her jealous anger,
she was impossible to please…

Leaving him battered, broken and
driven totally insane…

Till his patience snapped and
the day finally came…

Leaving his past behind,
he disappeared into the distance…

As she dissolved into the shadows,
questioning her existence…

Now she stands in the moonlight,
not making a sound…

Her broken heart weeping,
with no hope to be found…

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“She, maybe the face I can’t forget”…

Please welcome Kaushik as my latest guest poet!

You can read more of Kaushik’s work here:

https://kaushikksthoughtmachine.wordpress.com/

If you would like to be a guest poet – email me your words to eyewillnotcry@hotmail.co.uk

Cheers

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She carries the weight of the darkest
clouds over her head;
she feigns joy, and
her heart bleeds red.
when i am hurting,
her presence washes away my sorrow;
she embraces me like the pleasant breeze,
yet it is her heart that she won’t
lend for me to borrow.
when she’s broke, she sings to
the lonely skies;
and the sadness evaporates
from those angel eyes.
Her voice has nested in my ears;
my memories of her remain immortal
in my thoughts.
She has fought fiercely against my fears;
her presence shall linger forever in the chambers of my heart.
Neither the nectar of the flowers, nor the dew of dusk
is purer than the curvature of her smile;
which like a treasure chest I shall guard .
She walks in defiance of malice;
and her elegance accentuates
the sparkle of her heart.
Courage welcomes her with open arms;
her perseverance and magnanimity
shall keep her from falling apart.
She is bravery in its most endearing disguise,
she holds on to her dreams
and let goes of her cries.
She is now ready to spread her wings,
and prepared to face any war life brings.

 

 

 

“And the eyes in his head, see the world spinning round”…

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You think I don’t know…

Think my eyes can’t see…

But this EYE sees it all…

When you play hide and seek…

I know when you’re looking…

My eyes are not blind…

This EYE can see you…

You’re so easy to find…

You must think I am stupid…

And take me for a fool…

I listen as you protest…

But just keep my cool…

Finding it hard to trust you…

Whilst you easily deceive…

Making it harder and harder…

To keep going or believe…

So I read between the lines…

Watch the signs as you lie…

Reading the hidden secrets…

Your body language supplies…

The things you won’t admit…

The words your lips don’t say…

It wasn’t always like this…

I remember those simple days…

When things felt less complicated…

Within a complex web of deceit…

And walls had not been constructed…

Out of cement and solid concreate…

But life is seldom straightforward…

It loves to fuck, twist and turn…

And now you sit there watching…

As my candle melts and burns…

Thinking I don’t notice you…

And that you are never seen…

Believing you are invisible…

But things are not as they seem…

So don’t think I don’t know…

Don’t think my eyes can’t see…

Because this EYE sees it all…

When you play hide and seek…

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“Everyone I know, goes away in the end”…

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Switching it all off…
Trying to zone out…

My head’s full of trouble…
My mind’s full of doubt…

In need of something…
To remove this pain…

Release the burden…
And ease the strain…

As I’m falling deeper…
And sinking so fast…

You promised to help…
But your promises don’t last…

You walked away…
Not feeling a thing…

On the cliff edge…
You left me hanging…

Ignoring my words…
And numb to it all…

Your callous heart…
Doesn’t care if I fall…

As your ears don’t listen…
Your eyes don’t see…

You were never focused…
On my desperate plea…

We were friends forever…
Until it got rough…

A fair-weather friend…
Once it got tough…

You followed the path…
Of least resistance…

Only caring about…
Your own fucking existence…

Leaving me drowning…
In this pool of self-pity…

Cold and all alone…
In such a heartless city…

Searching for something…
To take my pain away…

And wondering if these pills…
Will be the easy pathway…

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“And dreams hang in the air”…

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Look inside your memory…
None of this is real…

All you think you know…
See or touch and feel…

Everything’s a mirage…
To deflect what’s going on…

Life is one big film set…
You’re a lyric in its song…

All that is around you…
Is just one big illusion…

“They” rely on compliance…
And thrive on your confusion…

Step back; you can see it…
And try to break through…

Escape from all those chains…
And you’ll witness life anew…

It’s not what you thought…
Or how you once believed…

All that has been taught…
Is how “They” have deceived…

We work for the rich men…
Who laugh at the poor…

If you think there is equality…
You need to reveal more…

And understand what’s going on…
Outside your buried head…

Because people are so wicked…
And won’t care when you’re dead…

Start to ask some questions…
Don’t stop; just keep on probing…

Once you’ve got your foot in….
The door of truth keeps opening…

Allowing you to dig a little deeper…
Scratch the surface of your life…

It’s a place filled with misery…
Tears and death and strife…

A place where all innocence…
Is cruelly ripped away…

A place where no one notices…
The beauty of a dawning day…

A place where liberty in death…
Is the only one true freedom…

One thing we can all agree…
This is no Garden of Eden…

It’s time to stop the dreaming…
See things for what they are…

They call this “Hell on Earth”
That’s more truth than lie by far…

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“We’ll make it alright, to come undone”…

Please welcome back (finally!) my friend Cate as tonight’s Guest Poet!

If you would like to guest poet, please email your poetry to me at eyewillnotcry@hotmail.co.uk

Cheers

undon

Undone

You can’t hide behind your poison
The liquid burns though veins
Can not truly fulfil
Does not warm the chill
Loneliness remains

You can’t forget the taste of her love
The nectar runs through fingers
Is out of touch
Does not sense so much
Wanting lingers

You can’t deny yourself in the mirror
The dark sadness seeps through skin
Tries to not show
Does no good to wallow
Heartbreaking within

You can’t hold on to the past for long
The pain will rip through soul
Its damage not forever
Does no harm to sever
Taking parole

You can’t let her love mean nothing
The bond can bind you tight
It ties for forever more
Does not mean closed doors
Enabling flight

You can’t not reach out when you need
The pull is strong between two
Keeps it within reach
Does no less than teach
Powerfully cruel

You can’t walk away from her cries
The pain heard from afar
Lust can be replaced
Does not mean love’s erased
Memories scar

You can’t keep her locked forever
The clasp must loosen in time
Freedom the given goal
Does not destroy the soul
Liberation fine

You can’t not tell her true feelings
The hidden depths of certainty
Stronger as clock ticks by
Does not stop Angel fly
Sunshine’s eternally