“Eye Will Not Cry” – What’s it all about?…

“Words are like weapons, they wound sometimes” is a lyric by Cher and such a true statement that fits into all aspects of our life.

Verbally, words have the capacity to rip you in half, yet I find that when words are written on a page, it somehow feels even more poignant.

In some way, it adds a bit of gravitas to what is being said and of course, without the tone or body language to accompany, the written words then become open to individual interpretation.

I find it interesting that different things can be read into words set as lyrics or poems. Both have played a huge part of my life and as you will see through these pages, I have been inspired by other people’s words for this blog.

A song title, a lyric here or a sentence there ~ provoking a trickle of inspiration and leading to a flood of words of my own. They are just words, however they can be read in so many ways and they carry so much, or so little, depending on the intent of the writer, or of course the desire of the reader.

With all the above in mind, “Eye Will Not Cry” is a collection of rambles from a now 40 yr old. Amongst the longer rambles (They are in here somewhere) are poems and each poem is accompanied by a musical soundtrack via the youtube link.

I encourage you to listen to the songs and connect the dots yourself. However, please note, that the connection between my words and the music is mine – your interpretation of my words, is of course yours.

Some poems make sense, some don’t. Some reveal a lot, some reveal nothing at all. Don’t take it all at face value, but read between the lines. Please read this with your soul and ignore the warning signs.

Looking only for poems on this blog – quickest way is click this link

If you would like to suggest a song for future use – please add a comment below and I will see what I can do.

To become a guest poet, please email photo, words and youtube clip to eyewillnotcry@hotmail.co.uk – all are welcome!

Cheers

J

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Eye will not cry…

Eye will stay strong…

Eye know they lied…

Eye know they were wrong…

Eye felt such a fucking fool…

Eye was so very blind…

Eye didn’t see it coming…

Eye went out of my mind…

Eye just couldn’t sleep…

Eye felt so very sad…

Eye began to hate them…

Eye really took it bad…

Eye tried my best to move on…

Eye got overwhelmed by it all…

Eye just couldn’t let it go…

Eye wanted them to feel small…

Eye started to despise them…

Eye couldn’t let go of the past…

Eye watched them from a distance…

Eye felt like such an outcast…

Eye couldn’t erase the memory…

Eye wanted to gain revenge…

Eye wanted to hit them hard…

Eye wanted to avenge…

Eye now regret my actions…

Eye know I lost control…

Eye became so obsessed…

Eye got sucked into a dark hole…

Eye didn’t mean to hurt them…

Eye got swept up in my hate…

Eye now feel so very sick…

Eye know it’s much too late…

Eye cannot change the past…

Eye can’t undo what has been done…

Eye can only move forward…

Eye hate what I’ve become…

Eye will never cry…

Eye will continue to stay strong…

Eye know that deep inside…

Eye can admit that I was wrong…

~

“And there’s only one way down”…

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On top of the world…

Looking out, peering down…

Above the snow white clouds…

Like an eagle flying around…

In the crystal blue skies…

Where the Sun’s rays dance…

He’s hanging by a thread…

And his fate is left to chance…

It’s wrapped inside a whisper…

From so very long ago…

He’s not even sure what happened…

On the Earth spinning far below…

Underneath his tired feet…

As his eyes drift in and out…

His thoughts make little sense…

And his mind is full of doubt…

Should he just forget this…

Or take a leap of faith…

And dive into the clouds…

Falling further into disgrace…

Inside an echo of a memory…

Where the clouds reveal her face…

And eyes that mesmerise his soul…

He yearns for her embrace…

Because words are being repeated…

And he’s heard them all before…

In this world where everything has been…

And everything has gone; It is the law…

The law of this Godforsaken planet…

Where we replay others’ mistakes…

Walking in someone else’s shoes…

Swimming in a dead man’s wake…

They aren’t his, they’re Human…

He’s not the first and won’t be the last…

Simply one of the imperfect sinners…

Who never learned from histories past…

Now he’s on top of the world…

Looking out, falling down…

Flying through the cotton wool clouds…

Until he finally hits the ground…

~

“Dust to dust and fire to ashes”…

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Is he asleep…
Or is he awake…
Is this a dream…
And his reality fake…

Nothing makes sense…
His thoughts conflict…
Everything he’s touched…
Has just fallen to bits…

A mental disaster…
All of his making…
His head of confusion…
Leaves him stood shaking…

Afraid of his memories…
Regretting sinful desires…
He knows he’ll end up…
In Hell’s emotional fires…

On a one way ticket…
There will be no return…
He will be consumed…
Aware his soul will burn…

He doesn’t know when…
And he doesn’t know where…
So he stumbles through life…
Blinded by his despair…

As he’s stuck in a moment…
One fragment of time…
Replayed over and over…
But he can never rewind…

He can’t repair the damage…
Or pretend it’s not real…
All that’s been done…
Time just refuses to heal…

The hand that grabbed her…
By her slender throat…
Till her lifeless body…
Began to silently float…

Now she’s asleep…
And will never awake…
Her never ending dream…
His one big mistake…

~

“Eye Will Not Cry” – What’s it all about?…

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“Words are like weapons, they wound sometimes”…

A lyric by Cher about words and such a true statement that fits into all aspects of our life –Verbally, words have the capacity to rip you in half, yet when words are written on a page, it somehow feels even more poignant.

In some way, it adds a bit of gravitas to what is being said and of course, without the tone or body language to accompany, the written words then become open to individual interpretation.

I find it interesting that different things can be read into words set as lyrics or poems. Both have played a huge part of my life and as you will see through these pages, I have been inspired by other people’s words for this blog.

A song title, a lyric here or a sentence there ~ provoking a trickle of inspiration and leading to a flood of words of my own. They are just words, however they can be read in so many ways and they carry so much, or so little, depending on the intent of the writer, or of course the desire of the reader.

With all the above in mind, “Eye Will Not Cry” is a collection of rambles from a now 40 yr old. Amongst the longer rambles are poems and each poem is accompanied by a musical soundtrack and I encourage you to listen to the songs and connect the dots yourself. However, please note, that connection is mine – your interpretation of my words, is of course yours.

Some poems make sense, some don’t. Some reveal a lot, some reveal nothing at all. Don’t take it all at face value, but read between the lines. Please read this with your soul and ignore the warning signs.

Looking only for poems on this blog – quickest way is click this link

If you would like to suggest a song for future use – please add a comment below or email eyewillnotcry@hotmail.co.uk

Cheers

~

Eye will not cry…

Eye will stay strong…

Eye know they lied…

Eye know they were wrong…

Eye felt such a fucking fool…

Eye was so very blind…

Eye didn’t see it coming…

Eye went out of my mind…

Eye just couldn’t sleep…

Eye felt so very sad…

Eye began to hate them…

Eye really took it bad…

Eye tried my best to move on…

Eye got overwhelmed by it all…

Eye just couldn’t let it go…

Eye wanted them to feel small…

Eye started to despise them…

Eye couldn’t let go of the past…

Eye watched them from a distance…

Eye felt like such an outcast…

Eye couldn’t erase the memory…

Eye wanted to gain revenge…

Eye wanted to hit them hard…

Eye wanted to avenge…

Eye now regret my actions…

Eye know I lost control…

Eye became so obsessed…

Eye got sucked into a dark hole…

Eye didn’t mean to hurt them…

Eye got swept up in my hate…

Eye now feel so very sick…

Eye know it’s much too late…

Eye cannot change the past…

Eye can’t undo what has been done…

Eye can only move forward…

Eye hate what I’ve become…

Eye will never cry…

Eye will continue to stay strong…

Eye know that deep inside…

Eye can admit that I was wrong…

~

“I wanna die, I wanna cry, I wanna tell you I was wrong”…

crying_eye

~

Eye will not cry…

Eye will stay strong…

Eye know they lied…

Eye know they were wrong…

Eye felt such a fucking fool…

Eye was so very blind…

Eye didn’t see it coming…

Eye went out of my mind…

Eye just couldn’t sleep…

Eye felt so very sad…

Eye began to hate them…

Eye really took it bad…

Eye tried my best to move on…

Eye got overwhelmed by it all…

Eye just couldn’t let it go…

Eye wanted them to feel small…

Eye started to despise them…

Eye couldn’t let go of the past…

Eye watched them from a distance…

Eye felt like such an outcast…

Eye couldn’t erase the memory…

Eye wanted to gain revenge…

Eye wanted to hit them hard…

Eye wanted to avenge…

Eye now regret my actions…

Eye know I lost control…

Eye became so obsessed…

Eye got sucked into a dark hole…

Eye didn’t mean to hurt them…

Eye got swept up in my hate…

Eye now feel so very sick…

Eye know it’s much too late…

Eye cannot change the past…

Eye can’t undo what has been done…

Eye can only move forward…

Eye hate what I’ve become…

Eye will never cry…

Eye will continue to stay strong…

Eye know that deep inside…

Eye can admit that I was wrong…

~

“And there’s only one way down”…

photo(1)

~

On top of the world…

Looking out, peering down…

Above the snow white clouds…

Like an eagle flying around…

In the crystal blue skies…

Where the Sun’s rays dance…

He’s hanging by a thread…

And his fate is left to chance…

It’s wrapped inside a whisper…

From so very long ago…

He’s not even sure what happened…

On the Earth spinning far below…

Underneath his tired feet…

As his eyes drift in and out…

His thoughts make little sense…

And his mind is full of doubt…

Should he just forget this…

Or take a leap of faith…

And dive into the clouds…

Falling further into disgrace…

Inside an echo of a memory…

Where the clouds reveal her face…

And eyes that mesmerise his soul…

He yearns for her embrace…

Because words are being repeated…

And he’s heard them all before…

In this world where everything has been…

And everything has gone; It is the law…

The law of this Godforsaken planet…

Where we replay others’ mistakes…

Walking in someone else’s shoes…

Swimming in a dead man’s wake…

They aren’t his, they’re Human…

He’s not the first and won’t be the last…

Simply one of the imperfect sinners…

Who never learned from histories past…

Now he’s on top of the world…

Looking out, falling down…

Flying through the cotton wool clouds…

Until he finally hits the ground…

~

“Dust to dust and fire to ashes”…

~

Is he asleep…
Or is he awake…
Is this a dream…
And his reality fake…

Nothing makes sense…
His thoughts conflict…
Everything he’s touched…
Has just fallen to bits…

A mental disaster…
All of his making…
His head of confusion…
Leaves him stood shaking…

Afraid of his memories…
Regretting sinful desires…
He knows he’ll end up…
In Hell’s emotional fires…

It’s a one way ticket…
And there is no return…
He will be consumed…
Aware his soul will burn…

He doesn’t know when…
And he doesn’t know where…
So he stumbles through life…
Blinded by his despair…

He’s stuck in a moment…
One fragment of time…
Replayed over and over…
But he can never rewind…

He can’t repair the damage…
Or pretend it’s not real…
All that’s been done…
Time just refuses to heal…

The hand that grabbed her…
By her slender throat…
Till her lifeless body…
Began to silently float…

Now she’s asleep…
And will never awake…
Her never ending dream…
His one big mistake…

~

“We may lose and we may win”…

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So, in the midst of a busy week that has thrown up more questions than answers on a personal matter, this blog was nominated for an award. Nominated twice actually, which really made me smile and was quite humbling.

It is not the first time; you may remember that previously, the lovely Nina from http://wordsthatflowlikewater.wordpress.com/2013/06/06/inspiring-the-very-inspiring-blogger-award/  Nominated this blog for the “Very Inspiring Blog” award – which was really nice of her.

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This achievement has now been followed up by both Richard from http://richardankerswrites.wordpress.com/2013/08/05/the-versatile-blogger-award/ and Christine from http://crissyb315.wordpress.com/2013/08/05/the-versatile-blogger-award/ nominating this blog for the “Versatile blogger award”.  Which again, is really nice and I am truly humbled.

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Both these awards come with things that need to be done and I have to admit, I am pretty poor at these – however, the fact that these awards come from wordpress peers does mean a lot and whilst I have little of interest about myself to do any sort of list, I do feel the need to spread the word of others blogs.

The below are 10 blogs that I read and follow – and I would encourage you to try them out for size – these are just a snapshot as I follow a huge amount – so if your blog isn’t below, it is not reflection on you – more an opportunity.

Please leave a comment and let people know where they can find you – this could be an opportunity for all of us to build up our wordpress base? Not sure if this will even work, but don’t be shy – we all want to be read – even if we do not think what we produce is worth reading!

So, here is a snapshot in addition to the 3 above and in no order:

http://stevehi312.wordpress.com/

http://helenvalentina.com/

http://shakeyourtailfeathers.wordpress.com/

http://busymindthinking.com/

http://kwicksand.wordpress.com/

http://apurvakj.wordpress.com/

http://sagedoyle.wordpress.com/

http://thedrugstorenotebook.co/

http://randomblurting.wordpress.com

https://morganlefaysblog.wordpress.com/

So, a song to leave this ramble – I watched an Eagles documentary last night and really enjoyed it, so have a few tunes floating round in my head – this one is a message for the weekend – “Take it easy” – no more words needed – well, unless you wish to comment!

Enjoy

“It is as it is” – For Cancer Research…

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Well…

Not quite sure what to say, but the paperback version of this book of poems is ready to buy earlier than planned! If you click the picture it should take you through to the lulu webpage.

It’s taken a while from concept to delivery, some road humps along the way, but it is not too bad for a first attempt.

All profit from this project will be collated over the next 12 months and donated to Cancer Research.

For your information, the cost to make each book is £4.10, so each purchase will mean a donation of £5.89. I will keep a running total on a fixed page somewhere so you can keep track if you are interested.

A hardback version will follow, but the cost price on that is huge, so I am not sure if there will be much in the way of selling / donations. Time will tell.

When I started this blog, I did it in secret and for the most part, I still do. I wrote and continue to write for therapy under servere pressure, trying to hold my head and my sanity together whilst the world around me fell apart. Watching my Father slip away crowned an amazing 15 month period in my life that couldn’t have been written by the best script writers.

But I am still here, still trying to get through life like we all do – It’s fair to say I have been on the ropes, but not knocked out…

I appreciate that many of you have read my words and have been subjected to my torrid last few months – for that I apologise and thank you in equal measure. Most of you are faceless to me, but you all have a talent in writing and reading others work inspires me to do better and look at my own work through a different lens.

I have had help and encouragement from offline too and they know who they are – so thank you!!

I hope that you are able to donate to this cause, but if not, the poems remain on the site and who knows, a volume 2 may evolve– so thanks again for reading and enjoy.

Cheers

J

“Lock the box and leave it all behind”…

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She’s taken all her memories…
And placed them in a box…
Then hidden it out of view…
Making sure it’s closed and locked…

Each one is tinged with pain…
Like a dagger through her heart…
They fuel her whole neurosis…
It’s causing her to fall apart…

She can’t control the flashbacks…
Or the emotions that they bring…
And like a mournful recurring dream…
She’s forever trapped within…

She’s racked with so much guilt…
And filled with so much shame…
Her ravaged mind tormented…
She’s convinced she is to blame…

The hands of time aren’t healing…
Passing seconds feel like hours…
She could end it any moment…
But they’d brand her a gutless coward…

So she keeps living every day…
In her mental prison cell…
Convinced she could’ve saved him…
Or caught him as he fell…

She looked away for a second…
Distracted by a noise…
In that time he lost his footing…
Two lives forever destroyed…

He fell into the water…
Hit his head on a hidden rock…
Poseidon took his victim…
She just froze in shock…

They never found his body…
Just his floating favourite toy…
Dragged into a cold watery grave…
She lost her one and only boy…

Now she just has memories…
And she locks them in that box…
Sits on the same bench hoping…
To see him, out there on the rocks…

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