“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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“You were only waiting for this moment to be free”…

Please welcome Alethea as tonight’s guest poet!  You can read more of her work here:

http://www.theheronspath.com

If you would like to be featured – please send me your words to eyewillnotcry@hotmail.co.uk
Cheers
J

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Threshold

I murmur the I,
I cannot open the door to emptiness, I fill with expectations,
I do not know the way deer recess into dappled light,
I do not know the way deer become forest,
someday when I am not upon the earth
water will still recede from rice fields,
redwing blackbirds will rise from tules,
mustard will sprout yellow buds,
someday my ashes will rain over the stubborn chaparral
and the carbon of my bones blend with the basalt outcrops,
and fill with expectation,
the way deer recess into dappled light,
the way deer become forest,
the way fault lines lift the land and hills of red rock
are scraped away, how slopes slump and rivulets
erode mountains, leaving space for the sky to fill,
and the deer disappear into forest
and the light filters down the branches of trees
erasing the I, and light is murmuring,
and doors open to emptiness, and ashes rain
a million years, and then the earth splits open
creating lake, murmuring the blackbird
and the mustard seeds spreading across hillocks,
islands rimming with tules, with sedge weed
and berry vine, still the I, still the forest,
still the deer disappearing into light

“He didn’t notice that the lights had changed”…

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He opens his eyes,
to Red sky in the morning…

Understanding the message,
he recognises the warning…

Wrapped in natures beauty,
but steeped in superstition…

His heart fills with fear,
at what may come to fruition…

And floods his weak body,
with a nauseating stress…

Such a paralysing power,
that leaves him so helpless…

And open to an attack,
from dark forces within…

The voices in his head and
the Sirens who sing…

As he tries to block them out,
tries so hard to function…

Amidst all the wreckage,
praying for an injunction…

So he can sit on a swing,
as the day slowly passes…

Watching the gliding birds,
through Zen like glasses…

Listening to the sound,
of the creaking, unoiled chain…

Lost in that moment,
with peace in his brain…

A million miles away,
from all that he knows…

The pain in his heart,
like a cancer, it grows…

As the scars he carries,
amongst the mental stresses…

Colour his daily view and
very slowly depresses…

And as that blood Red sky,
brings its visible warning…

He prays he’ll make it through,
to face another morning…

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“No one you can save, that can’t be saved”…

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Her name is Gabriella and
she serves with a smile…

All the passing travellers,
who sit and rest a while…

Hundreds of different eyes,
each and every day…

A thousand false smiles,
as she wishes time away…

Waiting for the one,
to walk into the room…

Sweep her off her feet and
free her from this tomb…

End the mind numbing,
switch on the electricity…

That will light up her soul,
not heat up Black coffee…

Her eyes mask her history,
the path that led her here…

The men that she encountered,
who filled her life with fear…

They pushed her to the limit,
tried to break her spirited soul…

In a world of drugs and vice,
they were in full control…

But she somehow made it,
found the escape route…

Yet now she pines for more,
as she dishes out the soup…

Looking for kindness,
in each and every interaction…

Searching for a White knight,
not just sinful distraction…

Someone to make sense,
of this cold, cruel Earth…

Someone who will hold her and
value her worth…

Her name is Gabriella and
love is all she needs…

Searching all the travellers,
that she hosts and feeds…

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“And in my hour of darkness, she is standing right in front of me”…

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Overwhelmed by the task,
of living day to day…

Consumed by a darkness,
that makes her so afraid…

Dreading the mornings and
so scared of the night…

She’s paralysed and sweating,
daren’t switch off the light…

Or close her tired eyes,
unsure what will be found…

Night becomes her open coffin,
buried deep underground…

With her eyes blankly staring,
not seeing wood for the trees…

And each tiny little thing,
forcing her to bended knees…

Screaming out aloud,
hoping her God will hear…

Take pity on her soul and
release all her fear…

As she kneels before him,
to prove that she believes…

And for him, do anything,
so she one day may receive…

His power and his glory,
flowing through her veins…

Make her feel strong enough,
so that she can remain…

Trapped in the illusion,
that her life has a purpose…

And these trials and tribulations,
will somehow be worth it…

When she gets her reward,
in the life that’s to come…

Away from the sadness and
this girl who’s become…

Overwhelmed by the task,
of living day to day…

Consumed by the darkness and
held under the Devil’s sway…

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“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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“She’s the kind of girl you want so much, it makes you sorry”…

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She’s your infatuation…
She’ll drive you up the wall…
She’s a total infuriation…
She’ll set you up to fall…

She’s a vision in the darkness…
She’s Venus in Human form…
She’ll leave you in a right mess…
She’s the wreckage after the storm…

She has this magical power…
She’s put you underneath her spell…
She’ll make you pine for hours…
She’s locked you in a mystical cell…

She’ll make you seek out the Devil…
She knows just what to say…
She’ll leave you so dishevelled…
She knows you love it that way…

She ignites your fantasising head…
She loves the thrill of your chase…
She’s your mythical woman wearing Red…
She walks with such orgasmic grace…

She’s like a diamond shaped to please…
She sparkles seductively in the Sun…
She can be such a fucking tease…
She knows just what turns you on…

She wants you tied within her bed…
She knows you long for that too…
She knows what dangers lay ahead…
She still keeps turning the screw…

She’s everything you’ve dreamed of…
She knows you won’t ever resist…
She knows your looking for distraction…
She’s the one with forbidden lips…

She lives in your imagination…
She was never really yours…
She’s the cause of your damnation…
She’s the one you should have ignored…

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“And the world will live as one”…

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There has to be
another way…
To make it through
another day…

There has to be
another view…
On all this madness
we’re subjected to…

Another way to live…
Another way to give…

Another way to make
the most of life…
Away from all the stress,
strains and strife…

A way to live in
perfect harmony…
With our minds open
and allowed to see…

With empty hearts,
filled with love…
Delivered to us
on the wings of a
million doves…

Where peace in
our lifetime
is matched in
our souls…
Lennon imagined it
but was it
too big a goal…
How could one
simple song
begin to
fill the many holes…

And where the
hell do we start…
When we see
yet another loved
one depart…

And leave this godforsaken Earth…
Ashes scattered,
no chance of rebirth…

Floating up
towards the sky…
As we’re left here to simply ask
WHY…

Or watching
world wars and all the
fighting…
The soldiers who
kill, are killed
and dying…

And the innocent
victims slaughtered…
Most of us don’t care,
but we really ought to…

Yet we’re too
busy finding ways…
Just to make it
through another day…
Ignoring and blocking
whatever our
conscience says…

Some cheat and
lie and continue
sinning…
The way it’s
been from the
world’s beginning…

Adam and Eve,
Cain and Abel…
The Human race,
is so fucking unstable…

But there has
to be another way…
Can’t we all rise up
and begin to say…
Or take a stand
and do it
today…

Right here, right now…
All we need is
showing how…

There’s always a chance,
to stop the decay…
So let John’s words
light our darkend pathway…

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“I was feeling insecure, you might not love me anymore”…

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My first thought in the morning…
And last thought late at night…
I think of her in everything I do…
Even though it’s just not right…

She made a decision long ago…
To follow a different path…
She needed to walk it alone…
I struggled with the aftermath…

I couldn’t bear to think of her…
In the arms of another man…
Holding hands and kissing him…
This was not part of the plan…

She meant everything to me…
And was everything I had…
The greatest love of my life…
I needed her so very bad…

Her eyes contained the universe…
The Sun, the Moon and stars…
Letting her slip through fingers…
Was the root cause of my scars…

Which became a bad depression…
That consumed my broken soul…
Nothing on Earth could mend me…
No other could make me whole…

Then one fateful day I saw her…
Though she didn’t recognise me…
I followed her round for hours…
Would she hear a poor boy’s plea…

But courage was sadly lacking…
Fearing the moment was gone…
I panicked and came up behind her…
And did something so very wrong…

The car park was dark and empty…
Her body was down on the floor…
Gently picking her up in my arms…
It felt just like it was before…

I took her back to my place…
And tied her up on the bed…
Wiped the tears from her eyes…
And gently stroked her head…

I told her “Please don’t panic”
That she belonged with me…
She was forgiven for leaving…
Over time that she would see…

For a few days life was perfect…
And everything just went to plan…
Till I came home to find her escaping…
And that’s when I became THE MAN

Pushing her down the stairwell…
Her neck snapped in the fall…
Not the way it was meant to end…
And I was not very happy at all…

Now she lives in the freezer…
Her body divided into bags…
She’s going to be with me forever…
Despite this unfortunate snag…

My first thought in the morning…
And last thought late at night…
I think of her in everything I do…
Even though it’s just not right…

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“She’s the kind of girl you want so much, it makes you sorry”…

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She’s your infatuation…
She’ll drive you up the wall…
She’s a total infuriation…
She’ll set you up to fall…

She’s a vision in the darkness…
She’s Venus in Human form…
She’ll leave you in a right mess…
She’s the wreckage after the storm…

She has this magical power…
She’s put you underneath her spell…
She’ll make you pine for hours…
She’s locked you in a mystical cell…

She’ll make you seek out the Devil…
She knows just what to say…
She’ll leave you so dishevelled…
She knows you love it that way…

She ignites your fantasising head…
She loves the thrill of your chase…
She’s your mythical woman wearing Red…
She walks with such orgasmic grace…

She’s like a diamond shaped to please…
She sparkles seductively in the Sun…
She can be such a fucking tease…
She knows just what turns you on…

She wants you tied within her bed…
She knows you long for that too…
She knows what dangers lay ahead…
She still tries turning that screw…

She’s everything you’ve dreamed of…
She knows you won’t ever resist…
She knows your searching for true love…
She holds each knife and twists…

She lives in your imagination…
She was never really yours…
She’s the cause of your eternal damnation…
She’s the one you should have ignored…

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