Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts
Friday, January 18, 2008
God? Nah... our thing.
We are stuck in an amazing place, where the balance of the universe has created nature from its each and every atom, state and dimension. Giving life to something that is without question amazing and all inspiring. The balance of nature on earth in all its various entities and forms, share this amazing place with the universe that has not seen such life from it’s self. To seduce the universe with all natures secrets to evolve the restrictions we have on our own growth that brings a balance of War in Peace, Heaven and Hell, Positive and Negative, Ying and Yang. It goes without thanks we deserve to be apart of something that without us, at what ever stage, or may never be, to share with other entities from each and every entity or form that benefits the whole of it all together as one family. Our Thing.
Thursday, August 16, 2007
Bi-Polar Brothers.
Bi-Polar Brothers.
Its going to be ok, I trust you and trust me I know, cause between the not ok’s you’ve hung on to what you needed to, you’ve made a pact to do just such and im going to be with you all the way.
So when the feeling that seems to lash out from the darkness, from the unsuspecting shadows of your day, with a knife or with a sense of strife, it’s me who’s going to take the cut and it’s me who will save your life.
You cant pretend its not happening when behind you awaits the thing that scares you the most, the thing that raises from within, filling you throughout, touching your lonely soul with shivers, with fear and threats of something you will never see, but just have to share.
It’s going to be the relationship you always needed, always had, between us we will know what comes next, cause stride after stride, mile after mile, we will walk together hand in hand, until your last breath and step.
Its not just you suffering, I suffer too, it’s hard to see you like you are, and you know that too, but its going to have to do, there is no other choice, today and tomorrow will never change until we face it side by side, together in each others wake, quietly alone as the ripples thin to a calm pool of emotions that subside from the intense storm.
It’s going to be ok, we don’t have to wait, nor race ahead of ourselves toward something unknown, you can reach for my hand, when ever you trip, when ever you fall or stall and I will pick you back up from what ever ground, what ever frown or break from where ever your going to go next.
I am going to be with you all the way, what more can I possibly say, and If you can’t find me beneath the waves, just hold out your hand, don’t hold your breath, breathe, we don’t have any choice because you and I are in this together, forever, so take a good look at me and forgive me for who I am and whom I have become.
The circles we seem to be walking in are not the same, this is not a game, this is our life and what we have become, we are, One.
All Rights Reserved - Written By Renton Braden Mathew Innes 24/07/2007
Its going to be ok, I trust you and trust me I know, cause between the not ok’s you’ve hung on to what you needed to, you’ve made a pact to do just such and im going to be with you all the way.
So when the feeling that seems to lash out from the darkness, from the unsuspecting shadows of your day, with a knife or with a sense of strife, it’s me who’s going to take the cut and it’s me who will save your life.
You cant pretend its not happening when behind you awaits the thing that scares you the most, the thing that raises from within, filling you throughout, touching your lonely soul with shivers, with fear and threats of something you will never see, but just have to share.
It’s going to be the relationship you always needed, always had, between us we will know what comes next, cause stride after stride, mile after mile, we will walk together hand in hand, until your last breath and step.
Its not just you suffering, I suffer too, it’s hard to see you like you are, and you know that too, but its going to have to do, there is no other choice, today and tomorrow will never change until we face it side by side, together in each others wake, quietly alone as the ripples thin to a calm pool of emotions that subside from the intense storm.
It’s going to be ok, we don’t have to wait, nor race ahead of ourselves toward something unknown, you can reach for my hand, when ever you trip, when ever you fall or stall and I will pick you back up from what ever ground, what ever frown or break from where ever your going to go next.
I am going to be with you all the way, what more can I possibly say, and If you can’t find me beneath the waves, just hold out your hand, don’t hold your breath, breathe, we don’t have any choice because you and I are in this together, forever, so take a good look at me and forgive me for who I am and whom I have become.
The circles we seem to be walking in are not the same, this is not a game, this is our life and what we have become, we are, One.
All Rights Reserved - Written By Renton Braden Mathew Innes 24/07/2007
The Warning.
You only get it once, if in a lifetime.
One Warning.
Before the moment, you as guilty or innocent know, things will never be the same, regardless of what you say, or do; from then on.
The tax you take on the chin, for being somehow in the know, too much.
What’s it worth?
You know you can’t pay it, but you take it anyway.
The Chance.
So if you could make a choice, for how long before your word is not law,
rich nor poor, with or without, up or down, front nor back, but right Now.
The present is so fast, you warned, the future is so far away, away
What on earth would exist when you don’t? when you think you count.
One
Life comes cheap and strife seems to be an echo, waving to and fro, like a stone thrown into a pond, a fairy’s wand wish, washed out.
To find a warning coming is a reminder, everything you do someone’s watching you
Warning danger ahead, thus the sign snigger dimples crimple.
Wide eyed and a beat without a pulse hangs in the dew, dust and powdered metal case click, clink, boom.
The Warning.
Written by Mathew Innes. Aotearoa 2007-03-09 Copyrights. All Rights Reserved.
One Warning.
Before the moment, you as guilty or innocent know, things will never be the same, regardless of what you say, or do; from then on.
The tax you take on the chin, for being somehow in the know, too much.
What’s it worth?
You know you can’t pay it, but you take it anyway.
The Chance.
So if you could make a choice, for how long before your word is not law,
rich nor poor, with or without, up or down, front nor back, but right Now.
The present is so fast, you warned, the future is so far away, away
What on earth would exist when you don’t? when you think you count.
One
Life comes cheap and strife seems to be an echo, waving to and fro, like a stone thrown into a pond, a fairy’s wand wish, washed out.
To find a warning coming is a reminder, everything you do someone’s watching you
Warning danger ahead, thus the sign snigger dimples crimple.
Wide eyed and a beat without a pulse hangs in the dew, dust and powdered metal case click, clink, boom.
The Warning.
Written by Mathew Innes. Aotearoa 2007-03-09 Copyrights. All Rights Reserved.
The Truth Hurts...
It, at this moment, the manic grin spreads across my face, as the tears fall down through an empty void I once called my name, but now my name is something that doesn’t belong to me, I knew it once and now I cant get rid of it, you can call me and I will turn to look, but as the look becomes a stare and as the gaunt left overs remain to remind me of the man who could and would care; cant anymore. Who makes me feel like these feelings make me do, who wants to call them theirs when they are mine, who wants to share a few and live them too, Do you? and while the mirror of my life cracked and shattered shows me who I am, was, or could be, who can hold onto that which cuts me so deep and who will rock me to sleep when the lights go dim and I cant seem to win. who.
Lost Love?
Can you hear me, can you even try, would you listen if you could, would you let me try
I never found it easy, I never knew why
Every time I spoke you looked at me like you heard, but tomorrow will only show, and too many tomorrows have come and then they seem to go, my words seem forgotten or don’t seem to show
Can you, just hear me, just let me know
So here I am with you in my mind and making time to be something I thought I was, to you and to me, just let me see that I am in yours and you are who you are, to be mine.
I don’t need you to be something your not, have you forgot?
So each whisper you spoke, when tomorrow it’s broke remember how I heard you, held you, kissed and missed you when you weren’t there and how much I cared when through the windows you stared, blankly past my reflection, my echo in the room, each sweep of the broom…
Can you just, hear me, once more through the empty door, through the gardens we walked and the each and every moment together alone, at work and at our home
Can you just be what you were and told me who, you are.
Would you just listen one more time, would you let me try, just so you know and me too, this is what you need not want to do. Can you?
I never found it easy, I never knew why
Every time I spoke you looked at me like you heard, but tomorrow will only show, and too many tomorrows have come and then they seem to go, my words seem forgotten or don’t seem to show
Can you, just hear me, just let me know
So here I am with you in my mind and making time to be something I thought I was, to you and to me, just let me see that I am in yours and you are who you are, to be mine.
I don’t need you to be something your not, have you forgot?
So each whisper you spoke, when tomorrow it’s broke remember how I heard you, held you, kissed and missed you when you weren’t there and how much I cared when through the windows you stared, blankly past my reflection, my echo in the room, each sweep of the broom…
Can you just, hear me, once more through the empty door, through the gardens we walked and the each and every moment together alone, at work and at our home
Can you just be what you were and told me who, you are.
Would you just listen one more time, would you let me try, just so you know and me too, this is what you need not want to do. Can you?
South Auckland
Abandoned, I ruled the streets alone, don’t be alarmed by my anxious fear, my apprehensive curiosity, roaming the infinite openness cautiously, unconcerned but desperately seeking another looking for the same, I was fearful discovering my disability physically over again and again, frightened and hesitant, then running from that which arose unknown, a nervous panicked undirected exploration of the local surroundings, petrified of that which did not move away as I strayed, scared and terrified, troubled emotional strain, the intense pain, the hunger pulsing in my veins, nothing to gain, am I still sane?
Copyrights 2007 Mathew Innes - All Rights Reserved.
Copyrights 2007 Mathew Innes - All Rights Reserved.
Mental Health
To those within, without. copyrights 2007 Mathew Innes, Auckland - Aotearoa.
The Rugby HypeUp Song
Don’t get in my way, don’t get in my way, what did you hear me say,
Don’t get in, don’t get in my way, it’s the last time I have to say, get out of my way,
And as the halt of a thousand horses hooves cease to echo through the night,
Another ray of light, shines through…out…
Don’t get in my way, how many times do I have to say, don’t get in my way,
When I interrupt you in your path, on yours, what would you say, HEY! Did I get in your way, can you hear me now cause now its too late…
Don’t get in my way, don’t get in my way, you heard me say,
What would you need to be explained, don’t get in my way,
If the right was swung and your; you’d give way,
Don’t get in my way, don’t get in my way.
As the sunshine leaves for the day…
DON’T GET IN MY WAY.
All rights reserved. RBMI. Aotearoa 2007
The Rugby HypeUp Song
Don’t get in my way, don’t get in my way, what did you hear me say,
Don’t get in, don’t get in my way, it’s the last time I have to say, get out of my way,
And as the halt of a thousand horses hooves cease to echo through the night,
Another ray of light, shines through…out…
Don’t get in my way, how many times do I have to say, don’t get in my way,
When I interrupt you in your path, on yours, what would you say, HEY! Did I get in your way, can you hear me now cause now its too late…
Don’t get in my way, don’t get in my way, you heard me say,
What would you need to be explained, don’t get in my way,
If the right was swung and your; you’d give way,
Don’t get in my way, don’t get in my way.
As the sunshine leaves for the day…
DON’T GET IN MY WAY.
All rights reserved. RBMI. Aotearoa 2007
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