Secret

It's confusing, to say the least

I always knew that there was something odd,
Something off, but brushed it away.
Now that everything's clear of the misty fog,
My feelings are no longer astray.

I still feel the same, though,
But just a little weirded out.
And even though it's been awhile ago,
I'm not filled with doubt.

It was really shocking,
but I kind of expected it.
It explains everything,
And yes, I even choked a bit.

It was hard not to,
seeing as I adored you.
I always thought that you were who you were,
But I'd still be your admirer.

It's not that bad,
It was just a little strange.
The truth is just a little bit hard to stomach,
A little bit out of range.

It doesn't change anything,
although it might feel a little awkward,
It will take awhile to let this sink in,
Because it's still a little disappointing.

~

By: RaiLiet_lurvs_BL

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Because I just recently discovered that my muse is a she. Don't get me wrong, there's nothing wrong with that, but the fact that I thought that she was a guy was way sinked in into my brain for far too long that it's a little weird to start calling what was supposedly "him", a "she"...

Haha. xDD. She's still my obsession though. >:}. For everyone else that viewed this poem as something else, feel free to do so, but keep in mind that this is the real meaning of the poem...
Feel free to say your thoughts about the poem... (Or about my A/N. xDD.)
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For HER.(<---- Convincing myself. xDD.) And for the people who can relate to the poem.

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You make it so

"You make it so"
By: RaiLiet_Lurvs_BL

I don't know what started this,
But I just wanted to let you know.
It was something amiss,
The result, an overthrow.

Maybe I delved in too deep,
And maybe you shouldn't have said a peep.
It wasn't even my concern,
So why did I yearn?

I swear my heart reached out to you,
Even though you never knew.
I just felt so strongly for you,
Because I have been in that situation too.

I hope you won't get mad,
Because I myself, know that this is just sad,
But you have become my obsession,
My sick, sick delusion.

I don't know what it was about you,
that made me feel like this towards you,
But ever since that day that I found out,
The confines of my mind just won't let you out.

So, whenever I stare at your pictures,
My heart skips a bit,
I get a little light-headed,
But I convince myself that this is nothing but adoration.

It was your problem,
It was your heart that was broken,
It was your story to tell,
But you made it mine.

You made it mine,
The moment I decided to get involved,
I have no right to whine,
My thinking space, to you, has devolved.

But the worst part is, you never knew me,
And that somebody just had to hear this plea,
But I just had to let you know,
That you make it so.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This poem is for those that suffer, suffers, or suffered, these feelings; and also to those that can relate too. :)

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A silent kind of crying

Bitter taste
In my mouth,
A knot in my Stomach
And throat
Sitting in my room
Alone.
I keep my breathing even,
And I don't make a sound,
Yet no matter how hard I try
The tears keep coming down.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Comments and thoughts appreciated.

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That Secret Call

That Secret Call

I feel the dream of you
when you are gone
Soft golden twilight
falls on your song
And I surrender to that face
That fills the sky above this place
of love

And when the soul is over
And when your eyes leave mine
And when you walk into tomorrow
I will say
the secret sign

So lets kiss the wings of sorrow
So lets soar without a fall
Lets float away, this deathless day
So lets hear
that secret call

I've always felt
the dream of you
I've never heard the snow
I've never heard the autumn leaves
Decending
as dust of memories
And they howl inside
the fortress of my heart
Yes, you live within
the fortress
Of my
heart

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I love you

I wish, no I hope that one day you will read this... No understand that I love you, I don't know why I feel this way, and I aways feared that you won't except it. I hardly know you, yet I am afraid to be around you, but yet I don't fear anything when I'm around you. You give me strength, you make me impove myself, give me joy even in my darkest hour, and I don't know why or if I ever will. It's like I see something that is in you that I once knew, or had, or know that I will never have... But I'm not jealous, Im simply in love with you. When i started to love you, it felt like I never knew what love was before. And if you do love me too, don't come for me, don't tell me, my heart isn't as strong as yours. And I love you enough to bear this pain, not to hurt you and let you go, because I am poison. I only wish that I spent that one night with you, i fought to sleep in your bed and you even beg me to stay but I didn't. That one night, I could have told you, or kissed you, before I fell further in love with you. I don't think that at moment of time it wouldn't have hurt as bad as now knowing that I will...could never have you,or be around you. I don't think I would be able to control myself anymore. I should have told you, I should have kiss you, I should have grabed you and never let go. And its a shame because i don't think anyone, in this crazy existence of ours, will love you as much as I. But thank you, thank you so much for your smile, your laugh, your kindness, and your strong heart. Don't lose yourself at anyone expense you are prefect, an angel, something that I'm pround of... I'm pround because for a short time of my life, a very short time I got to be called your friend, and be a part of your life. So please don't hate me, I dont think I will ever tell anybody that's it's you, I don't even know if you will read this or would think that it's you. Just know it's you, and I'm no fool I know no matter how much you love someone, it doesn't mean they will ever love you back or even know how you truly feel. You will aways be loved in my eyes and in my heart. I hope you find happiness because when you smile, it seems that the flowers and even the sun gets a little bit more brighter. I love you and nothing will ever change that, not even if god himself told me not to, I would stand up even to him and say it once more, I love you...

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Im in love and I don't know why, and I don't think anyone knows

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Ken, Barbie, and the Dollhouse

the shadowy disaster of aggressive consumption
rots the soul of the human heart
eyes hollow like bullet holes to the head
dreams of chaos buzzing in your head now eyes wide awake
no sleep for the wicked
paranoia the voices tell him to go, tell him to hide
behind the walls of illusion
we know who you are
what you've become
is like a scar ingraved in the one world you think you live in
the world thats bigger than me and you
your sinking! your sinking!
goodbye truth.
goodbye friends.
i walk alone.

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THE JOKE

THE JOKE

 

 

I COULD SING A LOVESONG, I COULD SCREAM HOW MUCH I WANT TO SEE TEARS FLOATING IN MY EYES….

                                                    MARGOT.

 

 

But instead I will play dead, lying on a pool of deceit words, treacherous weapons, blade waiting to stab me, each one holding a peculiar pains.

I must admit at this stage I am getting butterflies in my stomach by such prospect, can you blame me for it?

Why bother with administration, when rules were made to be broken!

I say broken, so the light-hearted should leave the room straight away and not confuse my mind any more!

 

This must be short; secret should never be reveal but only whisper in the deepest night, for the brave soul to search…

Nature was probably the temple of it all, where all thing begun, where all things goes, the warm of the earth flirting with my rotten corpse! The pleasure of kiss, maggots crawling over my disintegrating skin…

This is one for you, think of it has a king in some poncy game, do I really need to say it, you know the name of the game…nooooooooo

 

My queen, how beautiful she is, so beautiful, that the word must be spoken and let the searcher wanting to see her once, that is…

Hair was made of rain, cold January rain, when the sky never sleeps and keeps feeling grey…

Skin bleach with moonlight, sucking out every dream of your pores.

Colour eyes dissolve with water ink, the trace of the poor on the greasy paper!

Voice like the wind of the south, warm to the deserted land.

But most of all a shatter heart made of glass diamond.

Little piece of glass, children’s collect believing there possess the richness of the world…

The rest is golden silence….

 

And the rest of the crews is quite frankly not very important, you will understand soon enough, has you probably know, what seem to be familiar can cut deeper than love!

Not ill feeling here, just another clue to the game we are playing!

 

You see I do love you, even after such cruelty, I guess what is not familiar must cross the village of ignorance with real humility. I never really say the true, to scare to hurt you the way you was pushing the blade each days!

But do not believe I am cursing you with it but instead and again without arrogance, thank you for it as I am about to drowned myself into my favourite juice!

I decided to be more adventurous and completely believe in me, how stupid and funny, I can not remember laughing so loud about myself…?

Do you start to understand the game?

Again I will warn you not to come if you feel the slightest feeling about unease, except that is, if your curiosity and hunger for true come first!

 

Too confusing already, make myself laugh even more! Wait to see the rest or should I say the bottomless abyss of this joke!

What? Don’t tell me you did not realise this is all a big fat joke!

I told you, I make people smile deep down, even when the light is gone for good. How do you think I survive this long?

 

 

 

                                     COPYRIGHT@H.NAUDET.2010.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

THE JOKER = THE POET

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Desire

Folder: 
Old Poems

Tightly wrapped in firm arms.

When in this presence, nothing is unreachable.
Ecstasy is present and a friendly welcomed emotion.

One touch sends chills down the spine.
Making this disaster more desirable.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Any comments, good or bad, are welcome. Please leave a comment and let me know if you liked it, how it made you feel or what you didn't like about it. Thanks for taking the time to read my work. :)

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