“These things are hard, these things can hurt”…

Please welcome Tamanna as tonight’s Guest Poet.  You can read more of Tamanna’s work here:

http://www.cacophonism.wordpress.com

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

soli

Perhaps a sensation of a sensation lingers within,
Still resides in the chambers of the heart.
What it was, what it wasn’t
I am unaware, standing with conflicts within me.
For once, I believed in the never ending era of fantasy,
Triumphantly standing, without a hint of pain across the palette of my face.
Absolute chaos, utter bloodshed
Exists within the core of my essence.
Countless stories prevail around me,
Waiting to unfold.
Anxiety, or perhaps pain is what engulfs me.
The apparent blessing of being born with emotions,
Feels more like a curse.
Disguised perceptions, disguised viewpoints,
Float around, making mine vanish into thin air.
Far from intimidating, more like a misfit,
I questioningly approach myself,
Pointing a finger at my own existence.
Perhaps nobody exists for the sake of me.
I am aghast, with questions that reach beyond the scope of infinity.
Solitude is far away.

“And the Earth spins round, while the people fall down”…

Please welcome Alex as tonight’s guest poet!

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

Cheers
J

lies

The Attitudinal Problems Associated with Being a Realist

Riding hangovers out over days
not worth revisiting
let alone
having lived in the first place.
Where everyone is loitering
but no-one will admit it.
A thousand lies
and lips still moving –
tongues on teeth
forming consonants
as if to conjure a salve
for flesh
that is more wound than limb.
Maybe
we’re all just trying to
reconcile the difference
between
dreams and reality.

“You can paint me Blue”…

Please welcome the talented Lucinda as tonight’s guest poet.

Lucinda was this blogs 3000th follower and you can read more of her work here:

https://dreamsbrightascitylights.wordpress.com/

I hope you enjoy.
Cheers
J

doll

Paper Doll

Every day’s the same
Open dead eyes
Stare at the creature
In the glass
The bare canvas unmarked,
Untainted it seems.

Still, she takes the brush
And daubs away the cracks
Chinks, chips,
Fractures and fissures
Of the fragmented shell
Scars from the fall
Where she’d been left
On the cold concrete
In brittle pieces
Alone

Her guise of blush
And lips painted red
Mask the flimsy case
Holding a hollow heart
The paper doll
In a cut-throat world

“I don’t know much about praying, but I feel the need for a prayer”…

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What on earth was happening…

His head revolved so fast…

At the mention of her name…

Or whenever she walked past…

The smell of her perfume…

Those eyes that just bewitched…

Took him to another place…

At the quick flick of a switch…

To a place outside reality…

Where nothing else exists…

Just a sense of longing…

For her arms and for her kiss…

And to hear her whisper softly…

Tell him everything’s alright…

As he battled all the demons…

That kept him awake at night…

Accepting all his faults…

That he was not perfect…

And he would make mistakes…

But it would all be worth it…

When the good times came…

At the end of the night…

And in her arms he’d lay…

Till the cold morning light…

Because he needed her so much…

More than he could ever say…

He wanted her so badly…

It had always been that way…

From the very first moment…

That she came into view…

She became his fantasy…

And destroyed all he held true…

All his long standing virtues…

The man he thought he was…

Fell quickly by the wayside…

And simply all because…

Of those eyes that glinted…

And the way she walked…

Plus a great intelligence…

Projected when she talked…

But she was a Devil…

How was he to know…

Hidden deep in disguise…

As she put on a show…

Hiding all her feelings…

Telling secret lies…

From behind her mask…

She had her reasons why…

But she kept them close…

And refused to reveal…

Hid behind her mirrors…

Distorted what was real…

Now she’s no longer listening…

To a single word that’s said…

She’s got him out of her mind…

Removed him from her head…

Extracted him from within…

Ejected him from her heart…

From where he didn’t belong…

Right from the very start…

Now he doesn’t know what’s hit him…

Things have moved so fast…

As he never saw it coming…

And feels like such an outcast…

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“I don’t know much about praying, but I feel the need for a prayer”…

succubus_wallpaper_by_etheralknight-d3ahnjt

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What on earth was happening…
His head revolved so fast…
At the mention of her name…
Or whenever she walked past…
The smell of her perfume…
Those eyes that just bewitched…
Took him to another place…
At the quick flick of a switch…

To a place outside reality…
Where nothing else exists…
Just a sense of longing…
For her arms and for her kiss…
And to hear her whisper softly…
Tell him everything’s alright…
As he battled all the demons…
That kept him awake at night…

Accepting all his faults…
That he was not perfect…
And he would make mistakes…
But it would all be worth it…
When the good times came…
At the end of the night…
And in her arms he’d lay…
Till the cold morning light…
 
Because he needed her so much…
More than he could ever say…
He wanted her so badly…
It had always been that way…
From the very first moment…
That she came into view…
She became his fantasy…
And destroyed all he held true…

All his long standing virtues…
The man he thought he was…
Fell quickly by the wayside…
And simply all because…
Of those eyes that glinted…
And the way she walked…
Plus a great intelligence…
Projected when she talked…
 
But she was a Devil…
How was he to know…
Hidden deep in disguise…
As she put on a show…
Hiding all her feelings…
Telling secret lies…
From behind her mask…
She had her reasons why…

But she kept them close…
And refused to reveal…
Hid behind her mirrors…
Distorted what was real…
Now she’s no longer listening…
To a single word that’s said…
She’s got him out of her mind…
Removed him from her head…

Extracted him from within…
Ejected him from her heart…
From where he didn’t belong…
Right from the very start…
Now he doesn’t know what’s hit him…
Things have moved so fast…
As he never saw it coming…
And feels like such an outcast…

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