Anything

Feel the lines
crossing his hands
Understand the heart,
begging to be touched.

See the gaze,
firing from his eyes
Understand the soul
melting to be held.

Hear the words,
flowing from his lips
Understand the wisdom
ready to be kissed

A touch
 A breath
  A feel
   Anything

Betrayal

I have failed
 my readers,
I have forsaken
 my benefactors,
I am back
 with pen in hand
Ready to draw
 imaginary lines
Between all words
 and the meaning of time
If it allows me
 To claim what was once mine

Prisonner

Vast fields of grass,
Still while the wind
Blows it's wrath,
Let winter begin.

It's cold in your heart
The sun no longer
Relieves you from dark
Dreams and yearnings

Like a prisoner
Behind closed bars
Hands gripping
Fists clutching

Begging to be redeemed

Of the memories of nights
Love and Passion
Forever to be lost
In cells without light.

Keep it Alive

Letting her go,
the idea you hold on
to not be stuck
to live fully
the place of a worry
of your own fears
and difficulty
Survivor
of all loss
embrace and know
your world immersed
in the kiss
of a deceased
Asking
the abnormal
unresolved grief
reaction and images
bloody cloth
covering the scenes
the emotions
perhaps a moment
Circumstances.

Run

Here you are
running to reach the line
puffing to reach the sign
end of the journey
to heaven's key.
Yet rapid enough
you aren't to catch up
with the life thrown at you
with the stomp of your shoe
Trying to leave its trace
and not quit the race
run run run
But hold on
Don't let go
Of all you know
run run run
Be the the singer,
Be the dancer
Be the runner
But never a quitter.

Beyond Ugliness

http://www.nydailynews.com/ny_local/2011/07/13/2011-07-13_body_of_missing_boy_leiby_kletzky_8_found_in_dumpster_in_park_slope.html

I write Poetry

We all deal with pain differently
How do you accept what has been?
How do you go on believing?
Nine years old he was
A man he'll never be
Because someone decided so
Because no one could have known

I write poetry

I'd like to bury the pain
Those prayers said in vain
Justice should be rendered
Or else I surrender
To the evil in this world
To the incomprehensible plan
Us humans carry out.

Individualistic

Far from the mondaine
Forgotten by common citizens
Shining in the armor
Of the soldiers that lure
A life of  banality
Faced with tragedy
Where death exists
Where thoughts persists.

Far from the urbane
Free to be your brain
Individual with pride
Swim against the tides
of the artificial decor
and the superficial door
They don't understand
They can't comprehend.

Ha, to be free

What can I say, 

I'm far away...

Oh, to feel sorry

Don't you tell, me it's too late...

Writing-Have you?

Has the wind stopped blowing?
Have the roof tops stopped shining?
Has the rain stopped singing?
Have the old men stopped crying?


Have you stopped to see?
Have you stopped to feel?


Has the sun stopped beating?
Have the city streets stopped rushing?
Has the grass stopped growing?
Have the deserts stopped dying?


Have you stopped to hear?
Have you stopped to fear?


Had the sun stopped beating,
And had the wind stopped blowing
Had the mind seen it coming,


I would have stopped writing.

Storm

How to seek the fury of the sea
How to know the moods of the wind
When he left, he didn't tell me
That the stronger you are
The more you win.
They come and go
The people you love,
The people you give
The will to sail away,
To survive and wish again.
Forever you'll be the one
To look into the sea
To find the one meaning
Of that which will never be.
Ask the wind to take you back
Tell the rain to hold its wrath
Yell at those who could not see
The tornado raging deep
Ravaging
The beauty of your sea
The one that will never be
But a storm of tears
of joy
and overcome fears.

Paradox of Boredom

Boredom

Define the state of mind

When your brain cells are dead

When all you have is lame

Ideas that come and go

Never to be done

Nor to be tried in

Boredom

Know the limits of your art

When bounded by your pen

When all of words and song

You hear are neither fun

Nor ever dull

To burst through

Boredom

Illogical term to say

When interest fades away

When choices overwhelm

 Inactivity we might wish

To never loose

Nor ever choose

Boredom

Lost

Hear the lost songs,
dying in the wind.
The sound of melodies,
deafened by the bombs.

Find the lost boys,
seeking for the love.
The endless searching,
for meaning and joy.

Watch the lost stars,
shinning in the sky.
The symbol of hope,
As loneliness departs.

An apology for my Absence

You feel the void,
You want to hear
You turn to fill
The absence of a voice

You yearn to catch
You pray to see
You beg to kill
The absence of a grasp.

You choose to leave
You want to know
You hate the hole
The absence of a grief.

You fight to stay
You cry to tell
You like to hug
The absence of all gray.

Breathing

A different breeze,
Different poetry
But what a heart needs,
Is beyond all wish.

A wish of hope,
Wish to think of
But what a heart feels,
is beyond all love.

Love me now,
Love me not
But what a heart knows,
is beyond all joy.

Striving

I've forgotten the warmth,
The feel of the sun.

The shine of the light,
A fire long gone,
Yet I burn for the touch,
Of beauty alone.

I've imagined the doom,
The words in our eyes.

The weights of our smiles,
And some other lies,
Yet I burn from the tears,
Of all silent cries.

I've forsaken the rights,
The will of surrender.

The fragments of life,
The hope for power.
But I burn for the growth
Of a blooming flower.

Time please Heal

She Dared
Obscured  by the light
Entranced  by the night.
She Stared
Thinking of the day
Wondering off her way.
She Teared
Up the life of plans
Falling into hands.
She Feared
Their ticking racing
Slowly destroying.
She Cared 
For all lost moments
Long gone instants.
She Bared 
Her precious memories
Threw them in the sea.
She Cleared
Mind of all times
Burden to all kind.

Try for Love

Try to catch
The glimpse of gold
The fleeting shine
Of darting Love.

Try to see
Lost in the stars
The cold universe
Of healing scars.

Try to halt
The forever time
The painful joy
Of hearts like mine.

Try it all
The ailing pain
The invisible ache
Of misery's reign.

Will you be my friend?

It’s all His hand, it’s His idea:

He tells me the joys you share,

Calls on me when you shed tears.

You know my friend,

Maybe we shall pretend?

No need to hear my voice,

Or to see my eyes,

When you see them brown,

 The light sees them shine.

My comments will tell,

Whom and what I like

My pictures will show,

Who and what I am.

No need to feel my presence;

You now know my charm.

Ever seen you?  Heard of you?

Watched you grow through pictures,

When you ask: ever met before?

My, sure, in caricature

Virtually he suggested

You as my friend,

 Intrigued me by

 The cello in your hands.

On our own,

 Maybe we would‘ve met,

Maybe stared at a painting

 On a wall,

In an Art museum like we use to,

 Like we use to wonder,

 Who is that boy, who is that girl?

In the picture, what is in her?

Now Facebook tells you

She is whom you see,

He is whom you should seek

The friend you will never be,

For an added name on your list.

IT...

It's a broken glass,
It's the stolen pass
It's a pain that lasts
It's the dying grass.

It's the beat in the air,
It's the throb of  fear
It's the fall of a tear
It's the weight to bear.

It's a wounded love
It's a captured dove
It's an iron glove
It's the heat above

It's the never ending
It's the constant bleeding
It's the heart pending
It's the final mending.

It's the censured name
It's the unspoken shame
I'ts the rejected blame
It's the raging flame.

It's the supreme breath
It's the name of death
It's the eternal rest
It's the ultimate test.

G.od why?

Tell me God what have I done; tell me God what is it?

Why do you allow me to be pierced? Why do you allow their knife to hit?

Does my pain color your world? Do my tears fill up your sea?

Please tell them how much I hurt, please show them how deep I bleed

I used to pray

For my soul to be slay

If only peace

Would claim its place.

But the never ending

Thump and beating

Steals the air

Of a heart at risk.

Oh, God why don’t you?

Hear me, hear my plea.

See my pain, see my grief.

Let me breathe, let me be.

Only You,

Know my wish:

To disappear, to forget

So many tears, a secret,

A soul  at see, 

A hope in me;

For a life,

That will never be. 

Gone

You said we all feel,
You said loving is real.
You chased away the magic
And  was left to heal.

You said we all yearn
You said each gets a turn
You threw away my heart
And I was left to burn.

One touch,
one breath,
You let it fly.
If never caught
It will soar high..

When you'll be searching
See me through the stars
See me be,
Me who was left
burning to heal.

I apologize if some of this doesn't make to much sense to you, I've just written it and will probably want to make some changes, but hey this was my inspiration :)