So austere, so divine---
Once again your eyes flicker
Just barely catching mine
Like an old, forgotten Roman goddess
No one remembers the name to
You weave your way through
With self-loathing and pride
Your own walking contradiction
Of elegance and disgrace
Enough to fool the masses
But not enough to hide your shame
Weave your web of deceitful honesty
But remember the haunting flow
The farce is only the glare
That hides your face in our view
Do you think lady
You could paint that picture again
The one that fades into the sun?
Poetry by Sandalgal (Tegan Silanskas) - All poetry is original unless noted. This blog is a display of writing free-verse poetry without bounds.
Tuesday, April 26, 2011
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
Missing You
Missing you reminds me
That somewhere inside I’m human
That I am not as callous as once thought
Missing you means that my heart
Has not gone numb
Despite the pain throughout my life.
Missing you has taught me
What is really important in life
What makes my heart beat daily
Missing you is a moment in every day
Reminding me that you are still
One of the fondest memories of my heart.
Missing you has shown me
That I can be stronger than I ever knew
That I can make it through anything
Missing you has brought me peace
Because I know how much you loved me
And you taught me to love myself.
Thursday, April 14, 2011
Love Me Tonight & Tomorrow
Spend time with me tonight
Come to bed with me
Lay down crisp sheets
Rest your head 'bout my soft breasts
Just be with me
Rest without distraction
Caress my body with your touch
Spoil me with sweet words
And love me with your hands
Sleep softly, holding me
Until faint sunlight breaks
Across naked flesh and twisted sheets
Wake with me to face the day
Telling me you love me
And you'll be here always.
Friday, January 28, 2011
Feelings
Race, race, race
No end in sight
Over analyzing
Over thinking
Confused—
Don’t know what
To feel, to say
To be
I just am.
Lost in a sea
Of thought
Of time
Of longing
Regret – no
Dismay – yes
Something is broken
I just don’t know
What it is
The hands on the clock
The beat of a heart?
No – none of these
But what?
I question
I find no answers
And I yearn for them
I want them
Though I wait
Nothing seems to come
I suppose a longer time
Must have to pass
Before I understand
But what must I
Undergo in this time?
Can my heart take it?
Yes, my heart is strong
My love even more
I just feel changes
And I know it’s
Just a valley
But right now
It seems so deep
Locked in winter
Locked in sleep.
What pains me most
Is the space between
The gap that lingers
On this long road
I just don’t understand
I don’t want
To be second
Though I don’t always
Need to be first
Why this conundrum?
Why these thoughts?
I never second guess
Nor do I now –
But I wonder
Why the space
That seems to linger?
I feel an absence
I don’t know
As to why
But it lingers
Nonetheless
In those few gentle moments
It doesn’t matter much
But in others
It feels so deep.
Maybe I feel too much
Maybe I am wrong
As so often
I seem to find myself,
But perhaps,
No – wrong
Waiting is the answer
Waiting is the key
I must wait
What else can I do?
So steadfast my heart
Beat gently
Beat slowly
Beat deeply
Hold to the precious
Few moments
And live through the space
Keep busy
Beep quiet
Hold true to your course
You know where it leads
And this
Among all things
Shall pass –
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
For @webkenny
When my mind turns
To thoughts of you
Me heart smiles.
To enjoy a few moments
By your side
Is worth more to me
Than a hundred diamonds,
Because those moment
Though however few they may be,
Are the sweetest moments of my day.
I would trade a thousand days
To wake up one morning
Inside your arms.
Who you are
Makes my heart wish so
And everything within me
Wants to be with you always
Whether you are sleeping
Or awake where I can see your smile.
To be with you
Is the greatest honor I have
To love you
Is my greatest privilege
And to be a part of your world
Is a dream come true---
To thoughts of you
Me heart smiles.
To enjoy a few moments
By your side
Is worth more to me
Than a hundred diamonds,
Because those moment
Though however few they may be,
Are the sweetest moments of my day.
I would trade a thousand days
To wake up one morning
Inside your arms.
Who you are
Makes my heart wish so
And everything within me
Wants to be with you always
Whether you are sleeping
Or awake where I can see your smile.
To be with you
Is the greatest honor I have
To love you
Is my greatest privilege
And to be a part of your world
Is a dream come true---
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
My Song
My song is one of sorrow
Of heartache and loss
With deep notes of pain.
My song is one of love
Of romance and pleasure
With perfect echoes of harmony.
My song is one of change
Of twists and turns
With silences and peaks.
My song is one of anger
Of rages and passions
With sharp chords of fury.
My song is one of joy
Of highs and melodies
With lyrics filled with harmony.
My song is one of my own
Of my own voice and heart
With the window into my soul.
Of heartache and loss
With deep notes of pain.
My song is one of love
Of romance and pleasure
With perfect echoes of harmony.
My song is one of change
Of twists and turns
With silences and peaks.
My song is one of anger
Of rages and passions
With sharp chords of fury.
My song is one of joy
Of highs and melodies
With lyrics filled with harmony.
My song is one of my own
Of my own voice and heart
With the window into my soul.
Waking Up With You
There is no place
That I would rather be
When the sun comes up
Then next to you
Listening to you breathe softly
Hearing your heartbeat
As I move closer.
To hold my body
Close to yours
Beneath the sheets
Generating comforting warmth.
Slipping in and out of sleep
Only to find you’re still there
Next to me
Sleeping away peacefully
And I’m in my own
Little piece of heaven.
That I would rather be
When the sun comes up
Then next to you
Listening to you breathe softly
Hearing your heartbeat
As I move closer.
To hold my body
Close to yours
Beneath the sheets
Generating comforting warmth.
Slipping in and out of sleep
Only to find you’re still there
Next to me
Sleeping away peacefully
And I’m in my own
Little piece of heaven.
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