Kamay at daliri

hands and fingers, doers and thinkers, lovers and likers, lovers and haters, tasters and swallowers, quitters and forgivers, harbingers, bingers, saints and sinners, hands and fingers, darkers and sparkers, its all the same game, one and the same, one far, one near, one clear, seer the surface, survive the politicians purpose, outlast the 30 second sprint, while the mind thinks, links the next thought until the motive is passed to emotion, to hands and fingers, life takers and givers, abstract thinkers to analytical spiritual, to the emotional, to the mental, pass the message, bring the solution, abstract linguistic, science instinct, slavery isn't dead it took a different image, from dangerous to voluptuous, provoking pain and pleasure, treachery to treasure, one maybe longer than the other, we still have hands and fingers


Inspired by: http://www.everypoet.net/poetry/blogs/david_o_whalen/hands_and_fingers#comment-63403

I want you

I'm sorry I can't be perfect too,

Sometimes I don't think I am right for you,

So I write this with all great intentions,

I'm sending the mailman this devotion

I'm sending out the kisses, the hugs,

the misses, the goodbyes, the hellos, 

the moans, the groans, the love, sweet cinnamon,

hot chocolate sundays, blockbuster saturdays, dinner for two fridays, 

and the love making weekdays

You are right, we don't get along, and this is not enough

and I know you have tried, but baby, im sending pretty wings,

take me back and i'll change everything, let me know what you want

and I'll do it, send me back to your hugs, let me lay on the crest between your head and neck, my haven when I feel burdened, let me get lost in your smile once again, take me back, the night can have its dark, the sun can have its yellow, the sky can have its blue, but I just want you

Inspired by:http://www.everypoet.net/poetry/blogs/casey_dalton/i_039_m_not_perfect#comment-63400

Mask

I wear a mask too, so it is not just you, I wear a mask of confidence, the smell of experience, the air of cologne that expresses the absence of stress, a smile that will seduce, a midas touch from a masseuse, but behind it all, like a pit, I fall, deep within my insecurities, locked like an inescapable hell where we dwell, swallowing and wallowing in our closet screaming to be ME! but we fear that no one else will see the picture we paint, the tapestry has two sides, deeper than the beauty or the beast, the difference from a monologue and a speech, we fake a fall, fake a smile, fake a touch, then a kiss, they look in our eyes and they see bliss, but we are as deep and empty as the abyss

Inspired by: http://www.everypoet.net/poetry/blogs/parisowl123/my_mask#comment-63399

I hear voices

I hear voices in my head, NO YOU DON'T, i no wait, do I, maybe not,  don't tell them about us, don't tell them about me, the one that helps you sleep, that keeps you comfortable in your dreams, that keeps you awake, NO, you keep asleep in the coffin, you celebrate my wake, you bring the showers, you bring the rain, you give me directions but don't give me direction, I try to tell them, but no one listens, stuck in a system where,, if you are weird you are the victim, so sickening, life threatening, these drugs amplify but I look to them to pacify, they once were my creative and relaxing stimuli, but they thicken the mist they were suppose to demystify, but how do i justify, when people ask if what I am doing is the truth or a lie.

Inspired by:http://www.everypoet.net/poetry/blogs/hi_goodbye/voices_in_my_head_1#comment-63398

Lost catholic

I am a christian lost, far from redemption, so God dig through the sand and find my salvation, find me the spirit so I can cope, with these images and visions, world is heavy on my coat, so help, give me a gift, make me uplift, let me sit with you in the heavens, capture my heart, cos my faith is falling every second, where are you, the pastor doesn't know, but I do, so I continue to promote you in everything, cos Im lost, far from salvation, but you are my inspiration, though I don't believe in the church's declaration, you are my mirrory reflection, and you are the light that shines through my window, you are the food on my table, you are the strength in my stable, so even though i don't carry a crucifix, you're cross is stapled in my heart for all eternity

Math and love

You plus me equals forever, so I plucked a thousand feathers to make up this quill that I used to tranquilize my thoughts to make my will, so I spill, a thousand hearts, a thousands roads, crying to the skies hoping to evoke, trying to promote to the heavens, pleading god for us to remain together, so we remain together, add us up to forever, subtract all the mistakes, integrate all the great moments, divide all the pride and break it down, turn the X's into hearts, it's dark when I shout at you, but it is the spark of your smile that makes me go through, the rainy days, the tears of pain, the joyful glee you and me, hopefully the universe can see, that we remain together infinitely

Inspired by: http://www.everypoet.net/poetry/blogs/nala1/math_n_love_1#comment-63395