Tuesday, December 20, 2011

Currently

Mindless intoxicated
hours and miles
beat for beat
two sweaty bodies
aching yearning hearts
become one

The fire in ice
kept your blood
burning hot
but created dreams
far too scary
for one night’s rest

I watched you suffer,
drawing me into
the trickling poison
that became your soul
blinded to truth
revived in lies

I felt me suffer,
hoping to believe
your ghosts were real,
and danced with your demons
until they became mine
adding to my menagerie

Your flight in panic
left me with wonder
swimming in regret
endless questions to plague
a mind already tortured
and heart again broken

© Antonio Beardall

Drunken Phone-call

Vodka gracefully burned
its way through my veins,
my brain glowing
with the ecstasy
of that 80 proof
intoxication

And like a stalker
in the shaded wood,
Regret and Sorrow emerged
to murder that villain
called Glee and Laughter
without remorse

As the glow was snuffed
Sin and Misery
danced in to join
the party that was lit
by bright flashes of memory
long buried

Smiling was abolished
and swept away
by the tears
that cracked through
the wall once built
to cage in Love 

© Antonio Beardall

Esclava

I lose all hope and I hate you
wishing we never met,
cursing you for making me feel
that we had a chance,
I hide in my room, away from the world,
being a slave to the silence;
yet I see myself floating with you
high in the clouds without chains,
and when I look in your eyes
I begin to contemplate, and understand
that from the pain you bring
I will find love

So I surrender to you
finding the quiet peace within,
that comes from a prayer
that fell like stardust
traveling on the torment
that is everlasting hope 

© Antonio Beardall

Failed DNR

Are you lonely in your mind?
You stare, see...
Another world that's all your own,
Just you...

Or are there many demons
who come to dance, with you?
And is it me, who is lonely,
In this world, out here?

Why are you clinging on to life?
Plugged in, drift...
Cold and motionless you lie,
You dream...

Eyes so blank, never blinking
Can you see us cry?
Tired lungs, electric breathing
Do you long to die? 

© Antonio Beardall

Fig

The dancing sunlight
crept to the forest floor
and gave me life to grow

I clung to your proud trunk
and struggled against darkness
to get to the top

My roots sank in
and nourished me
with the love within your veins

Yet your love like poison
tried in vain
to shake off my sweet words

I ignored the Lianas
already hanging on your beauty
and tried to outshine them

But your cold ways
left me no choice
but to strangle you

Now you are but an empty husk
a dead remnant for happy termites
to relish in my murder 

© Antonio Beardall

I See You

Your eyes reflect
a glaze of emptiness
complimenting your face
with its stoic ideology

Those permanent headphones
glued to your ears
help to seal out the world's pollution,
and gives you insight
into the troubles of others

You wander aimlessly
loathing your invisibility
yet basking in your nothingness,
that scream for help
shall never be heard

Then you go home
your lair of private regrets
hiding in your non-existence,
but when you look deeply
in the bathroom mirror
I see you 

© Antonio Beardall

I Wonder What Noah Would Do

Lightning strikes,
the sky ablaze
in daylight through dark-night
as if God himself
was taking one last snapshot
before drowning us in rain,
His can of Raid

His lawn once proudly green,
Japanese gardens, kind fountains
like the once sweetly chatting brooks
that kept us company,
now patches of ugly brown
dead earth, sky scraping weeds
trying in vain to be the tallest mockery

His plan is clean cut
and labelled well for the days ahead,
purifying through fire and smoke
and landscaping the tiny anthills
into oblivion, before washing us all away
and polishing his floors once again
for those fit to walk on it
after removing their shoes

© Antonio Beardall