I look, but I cannot see.
I listen, but I cannot hear.
I live each day- dying as I go...
in this black and white world,
I drift about in the grey area
where chaos and confusion reign supreme,
under the oblivious eyes of an apathetic god.
I've enclosed my heart in a miniature coffin,
and with it- the ability to love...
For to share such an intimate closeness
is to court disaster, and obscure my view
of this wretched reality.
There are no more pieces of my heart
left for him to break- nor enough left for me to care.
And so I pass through this miserable existence
with a huge, devilish grin- unseen, and unheard,
and ultimately... unloved.
I have found my bittersweet happiness
in the shadow of despair.....
Life is beautiful.

Magic spaces

I stretch myself as far as I can go
doing what ever it takes
making what ever I want to make
but never--never fake !
Free of morals and a trampled heart,
enslaved by trampled parts.
Soap and mirrors washes away
the twisted reflection,
This lack of natural selection,
When nature was denied.
Justice lay down and died.
Reflected hunger tempts my weakness,
And, a tear rolls down freedom’s cheek,
Who am I to argue?

I want to apoligize to the moderators for starting a new thread in the poetry forum. After reading the poetry 'rules' I did try to delete this post and re-post in my first poetry thread but there doesnt seem to be a 'delete' option.

Only mods can delete threads. No problem though, I'll just merge them. And thank you for takin' the time to at least read the rules. The world would be a much better place if people followed your example.

Life and death hold hands and skip down the street
Pain and pleasure go to the cinema together
Love and hate get married
Up and down host cocktail parties
Left and right try to fight dyslexia
Moderation and gluttony dine together,
As empathy and apathy go for an afternoon stroll.

Here, concepts and feeling come together to discuss why we mistreat them
And common sense is always trying to crash the party.

The music tastes delicious, the wine sounds divine, and the decor smells amazing.

Revenge is served hot, and peace is always getting angry.

God sits in a large leather armchair and discuses science with an Angel,
But logic always enlightens the both of them.

Phobia postulates on the principles of philosophy with irrationality, but they think to similarly to get anywhere.

Here in duality is where we live
And here in duality we like it that way.

I'm mostly better now
A broken clock restarted
My vision full moon
Thoughts spike and swirl
A crawling love departed
And my inflection
On life coats your thoughts of me
Coats all sorts of me
Boasts your best opinions
Rides parallel to your dreams
Or so it seems
Help me laugh
I could do it on my own
I could try and I could smile
But it only sparkles with another
And why couldn't you see the war
The emotional cold war
A bay of pigs of the soul
That wore you thin
Like the knees of my jeans
From a childhood on my knees
A childhood lived in degrees
And sand in my toes
That's the way it goes
Be clear of your intention
On your needed climb
Internal reinvention
Reimaging
Returning to the source
Don't look down
Wasted time on the view
What's ahead lies more true
The stars never demand
They just shine
Life is liquid

Would you care for some wine?

So hot and sticky
It’s easy enough to walk on air.
The night’s not black at all
I see now, it’s purple.

Warm velvet fog,
Diaphanous yet tangible
I can clutch it like cloth
And climb it like rope.

High above the jungle.
I see the hidden movements
Dreaming birds, monkeys debating
Ants discussing the industries of the day.
Fireflies swirl like worms through rotten driftwood
But faster.

A narrow path, phosphorescent with my new vision
Bounds a small train of men.
Shiny backs, tumplines, heavy loads.
But at the head, a small figure strangely huge
In my fledgling nightsight.
He looks up.
And sees me.
Somehow.

This is my adversary
But he can teach me worlds,
Realms unguessable.

I see that Knowledge
Has no kingdom,
Sorcery no province
Save the Unknown.

His eyes shine like liquid mirrors,
Quicksilver
Or Molten Gold.

He stretches out his hand.
I am pulled.
And fall
Into a new initiation.

"A Nightmare for Two”

Falling down through emptiness
I see you reaching out for air
To no avail, to no success
I revel in your horrid screams

You call My Name, in shrieks of pain
Still falling, spinning, tumbling down
There is no end, no waking up
This Nightmare is so déjà vu

The walls around begin to bleed
Your freefall into unknown wastes
Outreached spikes now tear your flesh
Yet still you’re falling, endlessly

You hear my voice from high above
Laughing, taunting, mockingly
The Power is ay My command
Mine, the Hand that pushed you there

Now tell Me, as you reach the end
Betrayed a Love, Betrayed a Friend
Your broken body torn to shreds
Was it worth the punishment?

You beg for death, to end this dream
But I’m no longer listening
You cannot move, you cannot wake
You’re forced to face your big mistake

A silhouette, a woman in black
Now walking towards you through the mist
You try to move, but cannot stir
You see her face, ‘I’m here my “friend”’

I pull your pictures from my coat
And gaze down at your bloody mess
I light the portraits, one by one
And burning fragments sear your face

Your first one, wretched reality was rather tame and bland to be honest. The imagery was really lacking and the diction was uninspiring the way it was put together.

Duality though, i thought was marvelous. I thought at first it was going to be the thoughts of a 13 year old who first realizes that both sides are needed of the extremes and thinks its the coolest thing ever. But you take this idea and make it waltz into life. The dance between them promotes great and unique imagery and it all comes together so well. It was a refreshing poem on a classic theme.

I really enjoy your poetry ....well actually some of it makes my heart heavy with the pain you portray ...but that is a good thing ....to me that just means your getting your emotions across.....REALLY WELL i might add.....i like the way you have played with words to create sinister and emotions filled peotry...i look forward to reading more......