Open Invitation: Poem Challenge…

Dear Reader…

You are invited to find poetry inspiration in the song linked below…

It will mean different things to different people…

To some, it may mean nothing at all…

If it connects with you, craft your words…

Email to Eyewillnotcry@hotmail.co.uk (* please read below)

Submit by 8th April 2020

Submissions posted on Eyewillnotcry.com over the coming Easter Weekend…

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  • Provide a name for credit (real or pseudonym)
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Let your mind go, anywhere it wants…

Stay Safe…

 

The Ghost…

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He’s got kind eyes…
And a gentle heart…

But a sinner’s mind…
And his soul is dark…

Tried the right way…
But seduced by the wrong…

A well-trodden path…
Since the day he was born…

Into a splintered world…
Fractured in two…

Carrying years of anger…
And such sadness too…

It eats away at him…
Like a cancer inside…

And he can’t remember…
The last time he cried…

He just bottles it up…
And locks it all away…

With no hint nor trace…
It’s always been this way…

Because he’s so nonchalant…
And calm on the outside…

Managing to cover it all up…
With each and every lie…

It can’t ever be helped…
Or even nursed better…

It’s a constant presence…
Like an unwritten letter…

To the ones he loved…
In some final confession…

Detailing all the mistakes…
And his wrong decisions…

As he was fast asleep…
With his mind wide open…

Stumbling through life…
Knowing something was broken…

Something deep down…
That could never be fixed…

Whilst he walks this Earth…
In a trance and bewitched…

By all those feelings…
Hidden in his heart…

Whilst a sinner’s mind…
Keeps his soul so dark…

Disowned by the Gods…
Cast out into Hell…

A man who sold his soul…
For a ride on Satan’s carousel…

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©Eyewillnotcry1973

Inspired by the song “Pour Le Monde” By Crowded House

 

Second Prize…

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He was never really yours…
Despite anything he said…

His lies just filled the silence…
Fucking with your head…

He sucked on your soul…
Like a vampire drinking blood…

He drained your emotions…
Whilst feasting on the flood…

Because the boy had a heart…
Which loved two things…

The twisted demon’s darkness…
And the angel’s pure white wings…

You were caught in between…
The push and the pull…

Forwards then backwards…
Till your poor head was full…

And it left you spinning…
Around and around…

Never quite knowing…
Feet never on firm ground…

One moment you felt special…
The next you just felt used…

An emotional roller-coaster…
Specifically designed to confuse…

As he chased your distraction…
And the excitement it brings…

Which made him feel alive…
Made his distorted soul sing…

He craved sinful electricity…
And your safety never compared…

But he needed both to live…
That’s why he wasn’t prepared…

To commit to you completely…
And live just half a life…

He took the best of both worlds…
Danced on the edge of the knife…

Never really telling the truth…
Never caring that you cried…

And though you never gave up hope…
You were always second prize…

 

©Eyewillnotcry1973

Inspired by the song “Two People” By Justin Currie

 

Trapped…

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She is trapped…
Trapped in a jar…

The world still rotates…
Yet it feels so bizarre…

Everything has stopped…
No longer controlled…

There is no warmth…
She feels so cold…

She appears brand new…
But her pasts been re: written…

And in this new world order…
It’s a struggle to fit in…

Leaving her lost…
As darkness consumes…

She sees no light…
And depression looms…

She tries to fight…
Struggles to stay sane…

They tell her it’s normal…
Tell her she’ll gain…

Become a better human…
Through this struggle…

The experience is rich…
She just needs to juggle…

And paint on her face…
Show no sign of weakness…

Shine every day…
See past this bleakness…

And block out of her mind…
Cruel winds that whisper…

Stop picking her scars…
In fear that they’ll blister…

And hide all the cracks…
The tears in her eyes…

Block it all out…
And try to disguise…

That she is simply trapped…
And verging on madness…

This beautiful Firefly…
With a heart full of sadness…

~

©Eyewillnotcry1973

Inspired by the Poem “Fireflies” By Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds

 

Clinging On…

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You look into my eyes…
Like you really know me…

You preach your words of wisdom…
To try and make me see…

You want to change my world…
Make everything seem better…

You try to mend my heart…
With words and pictures in a letter…

You need me to simply understand…
That my life is perfectly wonderful…

You slowly take my hand…
Dance like we’re in a musical…

But you don’t really know me…
What’s eating at my soul…

That this world where I live…
Is just a dark and dingy hole…

I’m failing to connect…
I’m failing to see the light…

I’m trapped in this limbo…
Don’t have strength to fight…

My feelings are just numb…
I’m not able to cry or care…

And no matter how I try…
No warmth exists in there…

And Nineteen Eighty Four…
The number from the song…

It circles round and round…
It’s been playing for so long…

It binds me to the past…
Refuses to let me move on…

I am here, not sure where…
Everything I do is wrong…

But you think you can fix me…
Yet you really have no clue…

You act with zero empathy…
You make this all about you…

You just need to be my hero…
But you cannot change a thing…

I’m trapped in here forever…
And I cling, I cling, I cling…

~

©Eyewillnotcry1973

Inspired by the song “Girl In Amber” By Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds

Arms of Hell…

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Remember, Remember, Remember…
It’s harder than you think…
A lonely dark night in November…
Distraction began with a drink…

Always trying to look forward…
Forever chained to the past…
Memories totally alcohol blurred…
Actions that happened so fast…

Eye…
Fly…
High…

He always liked to watch…
It’s what he once believed…
Swallow another scotch…
It numbed as he deceived…

Trying hard to stay in control…
Amid flashbacks of torment…
The dancer sliding down the pole…
Adults who would consent…

Fly…
Me…
High…

One moment in time gave him wings…
The belief he could indeed fly…
A giant amongst conquering kings…
Now guilt simply asks why…

Stop, stare, are they seeing this too…
A direct effect of the lies…
It’s above the beyond, focused out of view…
Only hindsight makes people wise…

Eye…
Won’t…
Cry…

And so it comes full circle…
His brain can’t handle the truth…
A story of Hyde & Mr Jekyll…
The finger now pointed at you…

Remember, Remember, Remember…
It’s harder than you think…
A lonely dark night in November…
Seduction began with a drink…

Eye…
Fly…
High…

~

©Eyewillnotcry1973

Inspired by the song “Into Temptation” by Crowded House

Echo Chamber…


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Oh Lord, oh my Lord…
I don’t know if I dare…
Oh Lord, oh my Lord…
Ever expose myself bare…

As it’s so overwhelming…
This power you create…
The silver lines you’re spinning…
Just connect and resonate…

Painting pictures in my mind…
Planting music in my soul…
Your voice is full of kindness…
I’m simply under your control…

As you have this capability…
To extract me from reality…
Into a realm of total fantasy…
Do you realise what you do to me…

Oh Lord, Oh my Lord…
I’m blessed by your presence…
Oh Lord, oh my Lord…
I worship your very essence…

For in your generous company…
I cannot begin to focus…
When your eyes glance my way…
It’s witchcraft, it’s hocus pocus…

The spell that you have woven…
Transcends all time and space…
It transports this mortal being…
High above this Earthly place…

And I wonder if you see it…
If you know exactly how I feel…
But we can never speak of it…
That’s the twisted, fucked up deal…

So it’s hidden from conversation…
It’s buried deep down inside…
It resides in my echo chamber…
A secret carried till I’ve died…

Oh Lord, oh sweet Lord…
You simply drive me wild..
And in my darkest dreams…
I become your Heathen Child…

©Eyewillnotcry1973

Inspired by the song “Heathen Child” by Grinderman