Disguised

You all think you’re something special

Like you’re some human who’s actually an angel

Just covering up and disguised as the devil.

Wait, I may have said it backwards –

You’re like a human who’s actually the devil

Just covering up and disguised as an angel.

Never mind, does it matter?

When the fire ceases and smoke scatters

I still lay here shattered

To peer behind the disguise is truly

One thing that haunts me

As the truth slowly dawns on me

You’re truly hideous to behold

If only you didn’t glitter like gold

Not all that glitters is gold

 

Pocketful of Pain

A couple of bright red roses,

Bought you a couple of colorful posies

Kiss on the cheek, dance in the rain

Would you believe, twas all a pocketful of pain

Walking under the park’s tree

 

Lying among the grass and leaves

Laughing in the rain

Twas a pocketful of pain

Your first text to my phone

Smiling to myself when I’m alone

Counting days to see you again

Oh this was a pocketful of pain

Evenings spent on one knee

Sweeping you off your feet

Long drives, hand-in-hand

Somehow opened a pocketful of pain

All I Want

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I always knew it was too good to be true,
But still I tried reaching out for you.
You made me high, you sent me mad.
You made me reach out like I had never dared.
The short times we spent together
Shrouded in mysterious ether.
Till it came crashing down:
The reality and code by which we were bound.
Love can triumph over all, but it takes a soul
Not afraid to take a fall.
Tis neither were we. And so it died.
At least I could say I tried.
So frustrated by the fact I never knew
What ghosts haunted you.
Never got to see what was inside your heart –
No, perhaps not, but just a part.
A dark mystery of what could have been?
A bright future ahead if I could’ve seen?
I’m not one to walk away,
But that’s all that seems left to me today:
But ‘fore I walk away and let it be,
All I want to know, is did you ever love me?

Story behind the poem:

All I want to know, is did you ever love me, or was it all just a game?

GZ

picture by Dennis Wong

Don’t Lie

You gotta tears running down your eyes

Covering up with lies

Trying to say that you can fight it.

But this ain’t just a fight

That will last a night

It ain’t just a thing that you kick.

 

This is a raging war

Tearing down your door

Trying not to let it cave in.

I can see your grieving heart

And all it’s shattered parts

Lying awake at night remembering.

 

All the pretty things

Angels and their wings

Before the heaven’s turned grey.

No matter what you do

This storm will still scar you.

And you’ll still recall it another day.

 

Don’t let them see

Your greatest fear

But don’t lie to me.

 

Kissed Me

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I looked into your eyes

Didn’t see the little lies.

As your lips touched my cheek

This was the ending of the week.

I was on top of the world,

You were my special girl –

But I knew it deep inside –

Something wasn’t right.

And so was just the other day.

A fairytale was thrown away.

I don’t know why,

I sense lies.

I told you all my heart.

While I feel like you only told me half.

If you never ever liked me,

If you didn’t think this would suite thee.

Then you never should have kissed me.

Story behind the poem:

Written about a recent break-up, which I sort of understand but don’t. There were some things I just don’t get. If you didn’t mean it, why did you get so carried away?

photo by Katie Tegtmeyer