“Into that void of silence”…

gkar

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Driving with anger…
Fire in his eyes…

Along darkened roads…
The speeding car flies…

Adrenaline is pumping…
The music is loud…

No traffic in sight…
Far from the crowds…

Taking each corner…
At maximum speed…

Replaying the visions…
Of her dark sinful deed…

She was laid on the bed…
Entwined with another…

Loud orgasmic sounds…
The pillow couldn’t cover…

And he just stood there…
Watched from the door…

He was frozen in horror…
Till he couldn’t take anymore…

Then fleeing the house…
Both hurt and betrayed…

Not really understanding…
Why she had strayed…

His one true love…
He felt such a fool…

Why would she do it…
How could she be so cruel…

The voices kept taunting…
From deep within his mind…

Question after question…
Yet no answers could he find…

So he made the decision…
To get the cold facts…

Decided to head home…
Begin his counter attack…

But as the rain started falling…
He misjudged a sharp bend…

And in one fleeting moment…
The voices came to an end…

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“Don’t take my heart, don’t break my heart”…

card

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Could this be love…

It feels like love…

Maybe it’s true love…

Head over heels love…

EYE AM IN LOVE…

Is this really love…

Fooled by this love…

Poisoned by this love…

Such a violent love…

EYE HATE THIS LOVE…

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https://justme792.wordpress.com/2015/03/11/love-in-ten-lines/

https://finnishedwithitall.wordpress.com/2015/03/09/love-in-ten-lines/

https://actingmylife.wordpress.com/2015/03/13/love-in-ten-sentences-challenge/

“Where we cry without sound”…

Please welcome Mikey as my latest guest poet – you can read more of his work here:

https://mikeytbull.wordpress.com

Cheers
J

cry

‘Tears’

Exploding face, piercing screams
Tears fall, fall in streams
Suspended, yet, on the move
On an endless quest, what to prove.

Head wrenched back before the eyes
Of millions of questioning sighs
But the splash of tears, on bare shoulders
Justifies not what was told.

These cold and icy drips
Drip through the tortured grip
Of insanity, within one’s own
The feeling of a godamn clone.

The body pale and ruptured, still
Reveals scars, ‘though of no pill
Just inexplicable power
All things crumble, a human tower.

Bound by a frame, cold, of stone
Tears scattered before a throne
A fallen figure, nowhere to go
The is blank…just let it flow.

“It’s a world gone crazy, keeps woman in chains”

May I take this opportunity to wish all my American readers and friends, a very Happy Thanksgiving…

Tonight I am pleased to welcome back Rose as a guest poet! Rose’s last piece went down very well and I am sure you will enjoy this just as much. You can read more of Rose’s work here: https://howdoyousaytacoinspanish.wordpress.com/

Over the next few days, I will be creating a new “Page” that details all my previous guest poets and how you can find their blogs, along with links to their work within my pages – so keep your eyes peeled!

Remember, if you would like your work and blog featured, please email me words along with a photo and youtube clip that compliments them to eyewillnotcry@hotmail.co.uk

Cheers

J

chain

Chained

Chained –
….by our relentless karma.

Chained –
….by our painful history.

Chained –
….by our unique destiny.

Chained –
…by our glorious, passionate, dangerous love. I seek escape.

Chained –
….by our exquisite desire.

Chained –
….by our singular ecstasy.

Chained –
….by our sensual fusion.

Chained –
….by our mind-numbing, body-shattering orgasms. I yearn for independence.

Chained –
….by your super seed.

Chained –
….by my tenacious egg.

Chained –
…by our blessed creation.

Freed –
….by our magical, wonderful, life affirming child. I surrender and stay.

“The dreams in which I’m dying, are the best I’ve ever had”…

voices-in-my-head

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He can’t halt the voices within his head…
Always filling him with fear, hate and dread…
They make him wish he was simply dead…
How did it come to this…

They come and attack at any time…
Sometimes in the day when he’s feeling fine…
At night they haunt, remind him of his crimes…
He looks for an escape…

He’s stood on the edge and looking down…
Gazing upon this bustling town…
His pale and hollow face carries such a frown…
So scared of his next move…

If he takes one step then it’s all over…
He’d forget his problems and dream of clover…
Free his spirit like an Irish rover…
Yet fear freezes up his soul…

His hidden memories come flooding back…
His whole existence is under attack…
His sanity is about to crack…
He needs to end this pain…

He closes his eyes and takes a breath…
The only way to relieve this stress…
His lungs are filled with the scent of death…
His body begins to fall…

His brain is struggling to comprehend…
Thinking of all his so called friends…
But blacking out as he descends…
Too late to stop this now…

The are no angels stood around waiting…
Just a blackness that’s forever extending…
And a sadness that will be never ending…
His pain is still so raw…

Trapped in Hell, his soul’s sentence begins…
Only his cruel and bitter conscience wins…
This suicide did not erase his sins…
A lesson too late to learn…

He couldn’t halt the voices within his head…
Down this path, he was cruelly lead…
He should have listened to his heart instead…
But this world was driving him mad…

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