Dreams from the heart… whisper to the soul.
You stay on my mind… wherever I go.
My body aches… to hold you through the night,
to feel you touch my face… at each morning’s light.
I want you near me… all through my life,
with a promise of staying… even through strife.
I wonder if I’ve told you… what feelings will embark?
For then you would know… these were Dreams from the Heart.
I’m not quite sure how i feel about this poem, everytime i read it, i think there should be more, but considering i havn’t posted in awhile, i will post this one
Hiding In My Room, Like It’s My Own Corner
There I Dream, Feel And Drift Into Myself
Through It All I Feel You Against My Skin
Like The Voices That I Hear Seeping Into My Brain
No Matter Where I Go, I Never Escape
I Will Feel All Your Pain And All Your Happiness
Its Like A Poison That Will Never Heal
I Wonder Why You’re Always With Me
Although I Try Numbing Your Pain
Even If I Run In The Hope To Not Feel Anything
No Matter What Happens I Will Always Feel You
I Will Need You Always
Have you ever felt that connection with someone where you feel like they are always with you. I admit this was inspired by the song Always by The Butterfly Effect and it has some similar words
Existence Seems Like It Just Drifts By
Understanding That I’m Not Making A Difference
Dreaming That Everything I Do Will Be Fulfilling
On Tenterhooks Of Leave My Mark On This World
Motivating Someone Life Making Them Struggle On
Sensing That Special Connection
Construction Character And Memories Of Ecstasy
Succeeding In The Career Choices
Viewing The Perfection Of Life You Have Made
Starting At Step One?
This poem, i’m not very happy with but its not as dark and gloomy as everything else, so i thought i would prove that i’m not all depressing. Its a poem about sitting here and watching the world pass me by and wanting to make a difference to my life
As I Lie Here In Bed
Staring Into The Darkness
Things Start To Become Clear
Like Images Projected On My Ceiling
I See My Past, I Imagine My Future
Feels Like A Coldness Creeping Over Me
It Seems Like Nothing By An Unsolved Puzzle
I Try To Put Pieces Together, But Never Succeed
The Whole Picture Is To Abstract To Comprehend
But Then I Feel Something That Relieves Me
The Warmth Of My Blood Inside
Then I Know I’m Still Alive
I Will See The Full Picture In Due Time
Sometimes i find emotions, and thoughts just race through my head, not knowing that to make of it, i decided to let it just come out onto paper
As Days Drift By Me
I Wonder If My Life Is Dying
Do I Still Have Direction
Is My Love Truly Pure
Are My Emotions Controlling Me
Or Is My Mind Playing Tricks On Me
I Wonder If I’m Doing The Right Things
Or Am I Just Going From Day To Day
Remembering The Times I Aimed For My Dreams
Now They Seem So Far Out Of Reach
Numbness Feels Like It’s Only Part Of Me
Darkness Is A Word I Would Use To Describe This
I Cry Out For Something To Change This
Is There Anyone That Can Save Me
Or Am I Just Needing To Face My Destiny
And Force Myself Into Thriving
With Help Or With Out It
I Will Push To Break This Mind Set
After watching the movie Basketball Diaries, which is about a kid that got so messed up with drugs and after cleaning up went on to writing about his struggles through poetry. I felt inspired to write down my personal struggle, it may not be any good, but it was inspired and came out all at once, just how it is written, i didn’t edit it after, it seemed pure in its ruggedness
But Love Carries Me
This was the first time I ever wrote a poem, so I hope it’s alright. I think it’s a fair reflection of me. I was inspired to write poetry by someone very close to me, and i’ve been writing ever since, although its only a few days ago, its be very therapeutic, it made it easy to express myself.
I’ve found that I can become easily distracted and my writing will suffer for it. I’ve been trying to find ways to keep focus on my writing, and I think I’ve found the simplest cost effective way to do this.
Simple; One Pen and One Notepad, been carried with me at all time helps me write stuff done when I think of them and makes it harder to get rid of things I write.
You see with my writing I kept deleting and trying to re-write something that it will come out perfect. But problem with that is I lose focus on the original idea and possibly delete some material that could be used later.
Not everything I write is actually contributing to a story, a poem or something like that, I’ve been writing things to ponder, words that stick out to me and sometimes emotions. But I won’t hold back from the pages of my notepad to the pages of my blog.
Title: The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde (Goodreads)
Author: Robert Louis Stevenson
Published: Penguin, 1986
Genres: Classic, Gothic
My Copy: Paperback
Buy: Amazon (or visit your local Indie bookstore)
The Strange Case of Dr Jekyll & Mr Hyde is a classic novella by Robert Louis Stevenson. The work is known for its vivid portrayal of a split personality, split in the sense that within the same person there is both an apparently good and an evil personality each being quite distinct from the other. The novella’s impact is such that it has become a part of the language, with the phrase “Jekyll and Hyde” coming to mean a person who is vastly different in moral character from one situation to the next. Robert Louis Stevenson is an amazing writer and this book is well worth the read, I’ve always enjoyed a story that tries to explore two sides of a situation.
Hey! Nietzsche! Leave them kids alone!: The Romantic Movement, Rock & Roll, And The End Of Civilisation As We Know It by Craig Schuftan is a non fiction book on the links between The Romantic Movement and Modern Rock music. I absolutely loved this book, it took me 6 months to read because of all the research I did along with it. But I now have a new found obsession with the Romantic Movement and have been reading a lot of great poems from the period.
This book is on the top of my Non Fiction List.
Title: Slaughterhouse-Five (Goodreads)
Author: Kurt Vonnegut
Published: Vintage, 1969
Genres: Classic, Science Fiction
My Copy: Personal Copy
Buy: Amazon (or visit your local Indie bookstore)
Slaughterhouse-Five, or The Children’s Crusade: A Duty-Dance With Death is an unusual story with many layers to it. The book itself is a post-modern, anti-war, science fiction metafiction novel. The Narrator starts off telling people about the book he is writing on the subject of Dresden and being in a POW camp (The Slaughterhouse) during the War. Trying to remember what happened in Dresden, the narrator goes on to tell the story of some of the other people in the Slaughterhouse with him. Billy Pilgram is the main character in the book, an optometrist who has become unstuck in time and randomly travels through time and is abducted by the “four-dimensional” aliens from planet Tralfamadore. Being POW in Dresden has had a lasting effect on Billy’s post-war life, and combined with the abductions and time travel, he has become fatalistic.
The whole story just has so many layers to try to explain, but it makes for an interesting read. Since Billy keeps randomly traveling to the Past, Future and Tralfamadore there just seems to be a lot going on and can get a little confusing. The book really highlights the effects of war on the survivors and what could be considered schizophrenia.
…And So It Goes