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circle in flames

Usayd — Sun, 02 Aug 2009 17:16:23 +0000

I remember how it feels, the need to escape
Wanting to run
Making a break
For the door that exists just two feet away
the light to brighten a wasteful day
the hit to take away unimaginable pain
the trip splitting like a broken vein
spitting, jumping and flipping insane

I wished for a life where nothing remained
wished for the day of flight without plane
without air
without name
falling
falling
falling

I fell so far that a circle inflamed
fell like glass in a shattered frame
and now, beginning and endings the same
So I remember how it feels, the need to escape
Wanting to run
Making a break

black rose

Usayd — Tue, 10 Mar 2009 16:16:53 +0000

You’re like the beauty in the dark

Sunlight stops the black rose rise

Inhale

For that must be the art

Held breath before released sigh

The cloak is transparent

Glazed glass they called the eye

The beauty is apparent:

A black rose that cannot die.

overthrown

Usayd — Tue, 10 Mar 2009 16:16:10 +0000

You hate the sound of my voice
And my presence will frighten you
I loose the want of choice
Inside my head – a coup
Conscience overthrown
The science of conning who?
My mind is now unknown
as my heart keeps falling through
I can’t find where to start
now the pain is more acute
old ways they must depart
for that blade bleeds red and blue.

para tu

Usayd — Thu, 12 Feb 2009 22:10:55 +0000

This is for you.

You gaze into the distance
wonder who you are
Those eyes tell me victim
looking to a land afar

Running is not the answer
you decide to stay
A heart that has no master
also has no way

These trials will truly end
last for but a day
And so you turn from men
fall to your knees
and pray

innocence slain

Usayd — Mon, 24 Nov 2008 09:32:50 +0000

my eyes are wide as i stare into space
wondering how i will ever save face
always thought the worst had come
searching now for the edge to jump

it is slippery, that’s why you fell
6 feet deep into a wooden hell
or concrete cell, chained iron bars
branded spear pierced my heart

etched are words of love and hate
wondering if they were real or fake
upon hearing your name
once pride now shame
questioning why humanity was slain

i didn’t lose my innocence, you killed it
blood needn’t be shed, you spilled it
tearless eye, you filled it
once untouched,
left wounded.

Blurry Vision

Usayd — Fri, 24 Oct 2008 04:04:24 +0000

Shudder. I gaze into your eyes
Transfixed. I’m taken by surprise
path to the soul or a black hole
Saw something that made me fold
Glance away from the pale face
feeling your pain is not my place.

Olive green
Bright yet mean
Light blue
Can almost see through
Dark brown
Commonly sound
Pitch black
You’re under attack

Spectrum of sight doesn’t exist
Wide eyes with clenched fist
Peering into shallow or deep
Take light steps with cautious feet
Love at first what? I think not
All I’m doing is looking at a dot.

Written

Usayd — Tue, 21 Oct 2008 02:15:47 +0000

Haven’t written in such a long time
Almost forgotten these words are mine
Made the move to which I was longing
Yet life gives little sense of belonging
Actually, I don’t want to be a part
The norm is far from the place to start.

Lonely on this side of the fence
No this poem is not a lament
More a reflection of what is missing
Disconnected inside – I do miss Him
Time goes quicker than the mind thinks
My thoughts and actions are out of sync.

I always knew this test would be hard
Indefinitely left the evidence in scars
Your pain and others are not the same
Different measures those deeds in vain
I left to get closer to the man that I am
Now I wonder if really I can.

Protected: A wandering path

Usayd — Sat, 04 Oct 2008 00:53:14 +0000

Month of Blessing

Usayd — Wed, 10 Sep 2008 03:57:27 +0000

You cry in the rain to hide your tears
Washing them away is what I fear
Hard enough to let them fall
Single drop, standing too tall.

Pray at night so I’m out of sight
Cowering but not out of fright
nor hope, just fatigue and laze
once humbled my vision now lost in haze.

Open book I trace through pages
Beautiful words travelled the ages
Receiving not beyond ones throat
Swallowing truth? Cough, splutter, choke.

Limbo

Usayd — Fri, 01 Aug 2008 03:32:45 +0000

Limbo
Like a place between places
Going somewhere but stuck at an oasis
Stopped to rest and replenish myself
Finding it impossible to regain my health.

Waiting…unsure of what is to come
Hopes for the best prepare to be undone
Plan for worst is the way they say,
Glance at the clock. Will I plan for today?

Mirage
A term well used to describe
The disappointment faced and felt inside.
Water doesn’t exist at the place first sighted
Nowhere to be seen as the fires ignited.

The truth is – there is no end,
Looking for reason to make amend
Then will be seen as the end of time arrives,
The contradiction of a mirage is like the broken sky.