Painting with words By
DAWN
Description: A collection of poems and quotes written by Dawn.
Statuette I followed his hands with my eyes, as he followed my curves with his hands, every time we get together, he re-creates me I'm his muse, his art forever a work in progress, his source of pleasure and pain, joy and frustration, I'll never be perfect and he seeks elusive perfection. Are his eyes cold and unmoving? or is it just my reflection? the reflection of a statue; motionless, but never emotionless and when I'm lost in emotion, I may act senseless but never insensitive, like him, when he laughs at my feelings; His laugh as cold as his eyes as bold as his lies His feelings hidden like trained spies Mocking mine as they walk in the open, unaware that they were being stalked as I talked and talked opening myself up making the target bigger and bigger
as he aimed at my heart and shot.
Ocean of Emotion I'm falling. Into deep, dark water. I'm submerged. Shocked by the coldness, aims flailing in my attempt to stay afloat. I fell headfirst into an ocean of emotion, foreign territory; I left safe land behind. Now I can't breathe and my eyes are stinging, gasping for breath but suffocating, I can't make sense of anything I'm seeing. But it makes sense that I can't make sense, because in this underwater world of emotions; thoughts don't belong. Theres no making sense; no rationality, no prudence or sensibility. Theres only passionate love or emphatic hate, ups and downs of feeling to which we all can relate.
Drunken Adoration Drunk with emotion High on our love eyes closed, heart open as we dance through days, months,years of happiness, raw bliss the things we share with one kiss give me everything, and then some I already gave you the stars, the skies, the moon in all her phases
I give you my ears so you could hear how sweet you sound to me I give you my eyes so you could see how beautiful you are to me I give you my heart so you could feel how much I adore you
Kiss me Goodbye, my love. Kiss me goodbye, my love Earlier today you danced through the passages of my mind, taunting me with your smile thrilling me with your body, as you often did when we were lovers but never friends we would better be described as enemies, you slept with the enemy, now kiss her Kiss me goodbye, my love I beg you, forget me, release me, don't ever try to get my heart back again save me the pain, you know will come the inevitable pain as you let me down once again I walked into the past and cried out in pain as I stepped on the pieces of my broken heart pain was all you gave me, from the very start Kiss me goodbye, my love then stab me in the back You always were a master at the surprise attack Stare into my eyes at the shock you see no, not my shock You fool. I learnt to expect the worst from you as you learnt to expect the best from me you always got the better of me, but not this time, this time, the shock you see in my eyes is the reflection of the shock in yours Kiss me goodbye, my love Earlier today you danced through the passages of my mind and as you danced, I painted.
Painted my lips with poison, red You try to speak but cannot slipping to the ground, eyes closed, dead. Kiss me goodbye, my love.
Disappointed and Goodbye Disappointment doesn't disapponts me; you do. With every fibre of my being, I hate the person I realise you are, your eyes, darker than the ocean, colder than the sea at night my eyes couldn't see what yours chose not to show It was easy for me to discover, but harder for me to know, that you're not right, in any way no one could be so cold, so fucking cold then at times, smoldering you pull me in close to you, shower me with warmth, wrap me in your affection, trap me in your deception, confide in me, show me what you want me to see then pull away, pull away and pull my heart away with you leave me feeling hollow, pull away then push me away out into the dark, where shadows of truth flicker in the wind you left me when I needed you most left me naked, raw and bleeding on a cold night go ahead; close the door, get me out of sight forget about me or pretend to. whichever is easier for you to do But I hope you know that this time, I won't be waiting for you to open your door once more and treat me like the prodigal whore "No," my heart whispers to me, "Please, no more." My heart led me to you and now its leading me away, from the dark of night into the light of day.
Beep. Beep. Beep. A tear drops I wipe it off quickly trying to erase all evidence of my feelings. another, and another, soon theres a flood salty on my lips warm on my chin cold on my chest, Try to speak but choke on emotions too colourful for description too powerful for suppression, too much for me to contain, no one else can feel my pain. A thousand knives, a million spears through my heart but who cares?
I Agree. Signed my heart over to you, signed the dotted lines, as I gave to you what was mines, I remember; kisses, soft, touches, softer, your love; rough, yet still tender. your eyes, deep and dark, like the sky at midnight,
your laugh, bright, like the breaking of daylight. But the hottest loves have the coldest end, It is easy to tear but harder to mend. And when you say goodbye, I sighed And when you left, I cried And for a while everytime I heard your name I would weep But I gave you my heart and its yours to keep.
Stanger that I know I don't know you, But I want to. I want to know your body, and I want you to know mine I want to imagine us losing ourselves in a world without time. Looking at you, talking, at your gestures, so passionate. Will you be as passionate when we make love? not if, when Because we will I know this, more than I know anything else and as you look at me I can sense you know this too You stare at me, distracted, eyes dilated You want me too, I know, And as we stare at each other our silence says what we cannot I lick my lips, it goes unnoticed by all except you. You sit up, suddenly alert, You're nervous, you touch your face, I mirror you; I touch my face too This game is so enjoyable, yet the ending will be even more pleasurable When we're in bed, under the sheets not if, when Because I know we will.
DREAM Dreams spill over into reality leaving glitter on the floor of your mind, lending day some of the night's mystery answers to questions you'll never find. I remember last night there were Pretty pictures on an ugly wall, I looked at them for a while then followed the red rug down the narrow hall First a left then a right, looked back and the hall was already out of sight, wilted white flowers lay on the floor I stepped over them, took another left then saw a door Opened it slowly, carefully then I saw Nothing. Nothing, you can't see nothing! My mind says to me. Now I'm angry with myself for not being able to see.
Twin Flame When we meet we'll know each other by sight, by touch, by taste lets come together; no time to waste red marks on my neck, stratches on your back I can't wait to finally meet you, the merging of our souls the realisation of our goals the love, pure love the happiness, crystal clear when you come into my life like a breath of fresh air
Poem about a poem. Dedicated to you, my poem started I began slowly, then my words departed They ran all over the page, screaming love, mad love! all that was in my mind was mad passionate love it was so consuming my words were fuming, happy, angry, and confused Now as I read them over all I feel is amused.
I dreamt I was in an old building where the doors never stay closed We were crawling behind the dresser but when I heard him I froze. Seconds, minutes go by. Then I heard her screaming saw a pool of red touched her lifeless body and knew she was dead. As I felt my way around in the darknes I could taste my own fear I couldnt even see him yet I knew he was there. Seconds, minutes go by. Felt his cold knife, pressed to my neck
so ready to take my life I thought; what the heck Threw myself backwards out of his way knew I had to move fast or else I'd never see another day. Seconds, minutes go by. Heard his laughter, felt his scorn As if I was even human, just another pawn. I reach out; feel a window pane. I hit it, I hit it, I hit it. over and over again It breaks and I'm bleeding but somehow I don;t even feel the pain. Seconds, minutes go by. Silently and without thinking, I pick up the biggest piece heart thumping within my chest, I hold it ready to slay the beast. He moves quietly and with pace but I hear his breathing I turn and slash his face, he falls back in surprise, howling, face twisted with pain but something inside me is broken I cut him again and again. Seconds, minutes go by. His body is slumped on the floor. I walk away and don't look back and I manage to close the door.
K.C candy Like the pendulum of a clock you say tick, I say tock you say come, I say go you say yes, I say no. Opposite attract, and so do we, Tension in the air whenever I see You, like a boat on the ocean you drift, in and out of my life This push and pull game when will it end you are not my lover you are not my friend.
Happy Pill Hands shaking, reaches for her happy pill Chest aching elbows leant against the sill. Fingers wrapped around the glass as she brings it to her face Pupils dilate, breathing quickly her heart begins to race. Lips parted, eyes glassy slumped against the wall bright colours, head spins she begins to fall. Sharp crash, glass breaks Pieces everywhere. They glitter like diamonds in a pool of scarlet; the splinters in her hair. She feels the pain but doesnt care opens her eyes and sees
tiny splinters everywhere.
Adieu I'm locking you out, pushing you away the distance between us grows larger each and every day. I don't want to hurt anymore don't want to cry thats why I'm forcing myself to say goodbye.
Mirror, mirror "Mirror, mirror on the wall who is the most broken of them all." Don't let her laughter fool you or the way she smiles Don't let yourself get taken in by her charming guiles. Inside shes even more broken than you Problem is She can't be fixed by glue. She can't be fixed but she searches for fixes tries to wash away the pain with pleasure.
My Friend.
Dedicated to a friend of mine, whose strength I admire and whose weakness I accept.
Tears trickled down my face, fresh from the memory of seeing my friend broken down in tears saw all the pain that i hold tightly inside reflected in her sobbing frame and before I knew it I was crying too I cried for her, she cried for me We both cried for the girls We used to be.
~Games~ Fingers intertwined; we smile. A glance so small that means so much Our shoulders brush for a while I lean on you; my human crutch. I whisper in you ear, you press your lips against mine. I squeeze your hands urgently, Its like we're running out of time. Ever the gentleman, you open the door, Eager hands, clothes on the floor. As we kiss, you trace my frame Its our secret, its our game. I feel your hot breath, so urgent in my ear I smile in anticipation, as you grip a handful of my hair. Our voices make music while our bodies make art We're one in body and soul nothing can tear us apart. Limbs intertwined; we collapse
exhausted on the sheet you hold me tight, stroke my hair when I look up; our eyes meet.
Somewhere. Leaning out my window, I blow a kiss into the night Look up at the stars above ever shining, Oh so bright. Somewhere out there, far or close lies the one I'll love the most. Its funny how my heart can yearn for someone I have never known. Leaning out of my window, I blow a kiss into the night look up at the stars above ever shining, Oh so bright.
Deserted I walk this road alone, taunted by illusions of happiness, but solitude is my only companion, and silence is my music. So I talk to my companion and listen to my music, and time flies like birds fleeing a storm, As I wander around in the desert that is my life. I see a few mirages, and false hope pushes me forward, until disappointment
stops me in my place and I realise the only water here, is the tears running down my face.
Deeper than Surface Love I yearn for something different, something deep. I long to meet a man I'd want, to keep. We'd stare at our reflections in each other's eyes I choose one moment of truth over a lifetime of empty lies. Tell me your sorrows it won't be a burden Give me your pleasure, show me your pain We've nothing to lose and so much to gain. I'll kiss your wounds until they heal, I'll heal your hurt with love. I'll make you remember how to feel. I'll be your saviour, I'll be your dove, You'll be my golden ray the only thing I have to look forward to each day. We're both imperfect, yet perfect for each other. Love can't be perfect, whoever wants it to be should not bother.
Full Moon So beautiful, so bright your silvery glow contrasts with the navy blue of night. The light you shine, your ethereal beauty; so divine . Why should I wish upon a star when I could wish upon you, you orb of shining silver against a sky of navy blue. N.B: I was really a Full Moon the night I wrote this poem- (29/03/10)
Lovers White walls, white dress, white shirt white wine sipping, head spins, feel myself slipping into dreams of white clouds in blue skies puffs of white smoke surrounds us as we surround each other under the white sheets Light headed, giddy, dizzy feeling of euphoria mixed with sensual pleasure your breath on my neck finger trailing down my chest kisses all over I'm unsteady, white wine spills; cold all over my chest your tongue; warm, as you clean it up your lips, sweet as they meet mine your eyes, deep brown so divine.
Starts with a statement, ends with a question I've tasted sorrow... Its salty, like the tears on my face. Heavy, like the weight on my chest. Cry a river then swim in my pain. Nothing to lose, nothing to gain. I would fly if my wings weren't clipped, I would swim, but I'm caught in a net; I struggle. In vain. I would sing if I had a choice. But I don't And I won't No. I never, ever will. So why is it, that I think of you, Still?
The Sunrise Yellow and orange bursts of light in the blue skies. A blue so clear and clean and fresher than powder, The smell of morning air much sweeter than perfume, The dew sprinkled flowers feel softer than cream, The scene was so beautiful I felt like I was having a dream, but I wasn't,it was morning, I was dressing, infront the window, gazing at The Sunrise, Yellow and orange bursts of light in the blue skies.
Broken Promises She held onto an ideal, but it was broken and so was she, after she fell, after it broke, so did her heart, He wrote her a letter, She tore it apart, After she read it, after she cried. That very night, a part of her died. Trembling fingers, trembling lips As she remembered them kissing, his hands on her hips. She was the queen, he was the king, she had his promise, she wore his ring. But promises can be broken, and words can be bent, He left her alone, and without a cent.
Exhibitionist Behaviour Hot Love and Cold Wine Put that glass down, run your finger down my spine I touch your neck, and you kiss mine I smell your cologne; so fine. Keep this up; and you'll be mine. See this table that separates us? We can share this table; to make space Now come over here and help me remove this lace Luckily we're on a private terrace Just ignore the musicians, but listen to the music. Now the world is spinning, and our heads are too. And then we're not moving And I'm staring at the dark sky behind you. Cold love and hot wine Pick that glass up, then pass me mine.
My Love My love is not a river, My love is not a stream My love is the ocean, sparkling in your dream. My love is deep, my love is true My love is the darkest shade of blue, mixed with the lighest shade of pink, Flows freely out of my heart towards you, like ink.
Lost Hope I can't remember exactly when I lost hope. I can't say the month, day or hour but when I think of my hope all I see is a brown, wilted flower I felt it die with every lie every disappointment, every betrayal of trust. I felt it die with all the things left unsaid, things I wanted, deserved to hear I felt it dying and pretended not to care.
Night-time Lying in the dark, eyes shut tight, mind wide open.
My thoughts flicker from light to dark, Images flash; detailed and stark. Shapes dance in the corners of my mind, taunting me. I lie silently, listening to the sound of my breathing; like everything else it is shallow yet deep. I lie in the dark, searching for sleep.
Its Hotter When Its Cold He says its hotter when its cold So I turned the AC down, then I turned off my phone. The only thing hotter than him, is his breath in my ears as his words ease my fears. Soft kisses down the middle of my breast Squeeze me please. He touches my body lightly As if he is afraid to break me But I don't care I just want him to shake me, Shake me, I'm dreaming, trapped in a fantasy. Shake me, Awake me, make this our reality. Now the only thing hotter than the heat in his eyes is the heat in that sweet spot between my thighs I say, "Please." He says, " What?" I say, "Please." He looks pleased. He gets on his knees He puts the fire out with his mouth. Now I understand what he meant and I agree so much I'll put it in bold; IT"S HOTTER WHEN ITS COLD.
A man and his mistress Soft, he kissed her neck, smelt her perfume, vanilla. He pulled away, then pulled out an envelope, manilla. He tried to hand it to her, She was confused, his eyes looked so sad, why did his eyes look so sad In her wet brown eyes, he read the question, "Why?" He answered with a sigh. "Please take the envelope." She looked inside, with shock her eyes grew wide, "You're leaving?" He answered with a nod , she wasn't satisfied, where was his voice, the voice that said he wanted to stay with her, forever. In anger she accused him, "You lied!" His eyes flashed danger for a second, then dimmed. She wanted it to flash again, she struck him. "Woman!" His hands curled around her hair, her soft dark hair, and she screamed as he pulled her close, her scream became a whimper as they kissed, his tongue attacking hers, his hand at the back of her head, his fingers brushing her cold cheeks, his eyes making love to hers. "Woman, " he whispered. They pulled apart, watching each other silently, wary of what was running through their minds. Finally he broke the silence, like the raindrop that breaks a drought, his words were eagerly awaited. "Alright. I won't go, and yes, you can keep the money."
The Air Lover You blow, hot and cold Always ready to change; never stale, never old. I love you, but I hate that I can't hold you, forever, you blow through my fingers when I try to grasp you too firmly. Sometimes you disappear And leave me wondering if you were ever there. But you always come back smiling, drying my tears, easing my fears with your laughter. But you'll never be mine alone; I'll always have to share you And try as I may, I'll never own you.
The Fire Lover There are a billion stars in the sky tonight, but none as bright as you. You are a flame, You have set me on fire and now I'm burning, consumed by my love for you, Writhing in pain yet I would have it no other way I'll do as you do, and I'll do as you say. Your eyes; full of danger, Your lips; a rude pout. Your hand over my mouth As I scream and shout.
The Ice Lover With one touch you chill me to the bone, your fingers, colder, than a stone at night. Your eyes, colder than your fingers, the colour of the night. Black,
the colour of your hair, the colour of yor eyes as you stare, into mine. Your lips, pressed onto my cheek, Frosty, as you whisper into my ear, words I cannot hear The pain of the chill almost too much to bear but my love gives me pain As the both of us come Again and Again.
Why am I a Free Spirit At the World From my window, I look with wide eyes wondering if I would survive a day on my own, by myself; me alone. They talk about Global warming, but to me its so cold, society is so harsh, so bitter, I can taste the fear, in the air not just mines,others too. Just thinking about it, I feel lost in a daze, or am I just trapped in society's maze? Am I strong? Will I try to be right but still end up being wrong? I may fall, will I break? Can I survive the mistakes I make? Sometimes I feel afraid for myself and of myself. Sometimes I wish, I was one of those stable, steady people, who plan their way to the finish, before they even start,
who move slowly, with caution and think with their heads and not their hearts. Oh, but I'm a dreamer, a lover of music, and memories and unexplainable things; sunsets and flowers and shiny rings.
My Patient You come to me, with a broken heart and tearful eyes. You come to me, poisoned by the effects of her toxic lies. I'll heal your hurt, mend your heart, I'll put together the pieces she tore apart. My love will be your anaestetic, it will numb your pain, And hopefully, in time I'll teach you how, to love again.
Hollow-eenside. (16/10/10) Knock on me, you'll hear an echo. Why? Because I'm hollow, I'm hollow-eenside.
I write no love poems, because I have none to write about. All I have is the emptiness; The emptiness I face every night, in my room, by myuself, out of sight. I lie alone, afraid and cold, as I wait for the emptiness to swallow me whole.
A blessing and A curse In a crowd she is overwhelmed, she feels it all; everyone's emotions their happiness, their anger, their fear it permeates her barriers making her own feelings unclear. Like a sponge, she has no choice but to soak it all up her boundary is made up of fuzzy gray lines and her head is swarmed by feelings; hers, yours and mines.
Escapism When your own thoughts torment you, and your mind is no longer a retreat because you are your own enemy camped out in your head and no one can see just how hard it can be a glass of wine would do just fine and another,and another until you don't even bother to count. Count what? I forgot. Give me something to drink, smoke or screw
A glass of wine, a cigarette, or you. How about all of the above? you ask, hair messy from where you were slouched on the couch As you enter your room you catch a glimpse of yourself in the mirror Is that really me? Eyes haggard, sad, empty blouse already halfway open; it will save him the trouble of having to unbutton it himself The him, who you can count on to come rescue you on days like this when the alcohol can't get you drunk enough he will, with just a kiss Empty bed, streets rumpled and pillows crumpled. Empty bottle on your dressing table, no, not empty yet, Wheres my glass? Whatever, you pick it up and put the top to your mouth and drink as the liquid burns your throat its as if its burning some of the pain away its finished now empty bottle on your dressing table, Wheres my phone? You send him a text, filled with the promise of sex He will come, and then you both will come in your bed, no longer empty. The thoughts that torment you are gone, the wine weakened them and now they cannot survive the attack of his presence, or presents since he is gifting you with temporary pleasure, an escape, from permanent pain. You look into his eyes, shifty, wary, of what? Who? You? Maybe. Maybe, hes looking at you, trying to figure out if you're too attached if you may be trouble later on maybe hes trying to figure out why everytime you call him over, you're already, halfway gone. Maybe. Or maybe, just like you, he needs someone with time to spend maybe he is escaping with you, and doesn't want, this time to end. Maybe.
Random Beach poem
Big blue waves beat against the shore tossing up the sand spins in the water; circles of cloudy brown. Salty, stinging water, slapping against my face flips me over and over hands flailing surrounded by water gasping for air out of control. Smiling I enjoy it; the savage nature of the sea. Smiling because it is a reminder of the savage nature of me. Stumbles out of the water, feet heavy, already unaccustomed to land. Looks back to see the footsteps I made in the sand. Breaths of breeze blows over my hair. Wet, salty, sandy strands flicker in the air feet apart, hands held high a moment without a care. Maybe if I squint my eyes and imagine hard enough, I can pretend noone else is here...