hiding

Who Am I?

I am a shadow, long gone
I am forgotten, disappointments spawn
I am the weeping, in nights silent hour
From society, who savors the sour
I am the dark, stuck within my fears
I am denied, to them and all who hears
I was a dreamer, now hiding within my sleep
From the all of the promises that I can not keep
I am a shadow, long gone

I loved, and I loved you well.
Even after you challenge me hell
I remember, she parted us, you and I
She kissed your cracks, promising you lies
She left you broken, by the dead
But me, I wanted you by my side, to cherish instead




Author's Notes/Comments: 

An old class assignment I digged up.

It was supposed to be more simple and straightforward.

But I remember, I couldn't help myself from twisting it up

 

Which results with this

 

The Secret's Out

 

~~~

the glistening dew upon

the petals of a rose,

and the

 

mourning sun


<¤>

 

the caustic yet subtle pungency

of sandalwood twirling past my nares

and 

 

the forest leaves underfoot


<¤>


a newborn baby's wail

and walls

and walls

of silence

layers

and layers

of denial

and


shame inflicted

love constricted

*

tightly wound 

to cover the 

pain of the past

ironically

making it last

 

<¤>


now,

here

i

sit


with dimestore favorites in an old shoebox

my kept treasures

after your funeral

 

and memories that you left

it feels so senseless

 

bereft

 

 <¤>

 

your burning passion

 

LOVE

LOVE

love of country

that was

 

that gaping bore,

carved into the very core of your soul...

...from war

 

<¤>

 

the depth of compassion in the heart

of a nine year old

waking in the night 

to the sound of

weeping

¤

sneaking down the stairs

peering through the railing

the clenched fists pressed tightly to eyes

desperation overflowing

overwhelming feelings 

of sorrow

of shame

of anger

of helplessness


*

torment

*


 teardrops

that brandished holes

upon my heart

to watch you

hide your turmoil

 in the darkness of the night

...alone


¥


and now

you are gone


.:-'*'-:. 

  you never knew...

I saw!


you never knew

I felt it too!


~~~~

 

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Unresolved grief seen and felt through the eyes and heart of a child, and lingering memories it leaves.

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For the sake of sportsmanship

She saw his arrow pointed directly at her heart.


Teasing, she ran with a serpentine start.


Then she darted off through the woods.


Leaving a trail behind as she moved.


He followed her scent when her trail disappeared.


She was hard to find. He lost her, he feared.


But then she rustled within the brush.


He picked up his arrow and aimed with a hush.


She stayed still. Not a movement was seen.


And he, moved slowly, surveying the scene.


As soon as she thought it was safe to run.


She darted off toward the blinding sun.



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Where Poetry Hides For Me

Poems hide inside.

There are ones I may not find.

Ones I may not mind.

And ones I must deny.

 

Ones may be mundane,

and ones be profane.

 

Some may be plain.

Some may be from pain.

But some I must restrain.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Poems also hide in the shower. It's so funny, because it seems like the shower is like the most creative place. I've read that Lady Gaga wrote one of her hits in the shower. Well ideas for poems come to me in the shower.

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cracked mask

Folder: 
hunger

mask cracked.. tear spills out.
sudden shock as world turns real..
flash as wave of substance washes out..
echo as awareness of reality bounces back..
reminds me that you are leaving me..
hearts once met paths now taken in other directions
still a friend to me..
memory carried
coloring everyday
with lessons learned from
our meeting and divide..
mask carried to speak to a blind world
cracks as shape of society
falls away in the dust..
only my own voice to
be spoken
only own actions to be
carried out..
hands await the embrace
of a body
they are already destined to touch..
but today
i watch mask crack
and fall away

Author's Notes/Comments: 

we all wear masks.. painted on with loving grace.. in the shape of fangs that hide our tears

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GET OUT

Get out
I dont want You
I dont need you
Youve messed my head
one to meny times
Over and over You break my trust
and you you have done the worst
best friend lost
i want you gone
out of my life forever
youve interfered with my realationship
drove me to a point of no return
your evil soul should banish to hell
ur heart should sink
ur body shall crumble
you dont deserve ur place in my life
you dont even deserve her
thats right you dont deserve
deserve nothing
not even your life

Author's Notes/Comments: 

My bestfriend no more

Untitled

Isn't it strange
That people think
That they can hide
If they close their eyes?

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Most of my poems are short, also most of them are untitled, and rhyme.
So this poem is an oddity 

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The Well

Folder: 
2002

Somewhere in the deepest
Darkest parts of me
There resides a well
I tried to board it up so no one could see
All of my feelings, my eternal hell

Everything I feel becomes hidden there
Not to ever be felt again
Yet every time I think I’m fine
The trouble always does begin
And I find myself crossing a line

I have crossed many lines
Burnt so many bridges
So now I am lost in my own confusion
All in the maze of a heart within
That I know I am losing

~Chrystal
Written on
July 4, 2002

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This was a poem I had nearly lost, but I found n my old notebook, along with one other that I will post. This one was about my feelings and being lost in that well.

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The Mask

Folder: 
2004

Face covered by mask

You cannot see me

For that is the way

I wish it to be

 

We all dance

‘Round and ‘round again

We do what we do

And wallow in our sin

 

Always with faces covered

As we dance at life’s ball

Were we all play

And chance the fall

 

Shrouded in lies

As we play our part

Leaving to chance

A broken heart

 

Not trusting to lose

Our personal space

We timidly remove our mask

And show our face

 

~Chrystal Swallows

Written on

September 27, 2004

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I wrote this one about beig secrative. Hiding our faces. Then at the end, realveiling them.

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