"Want To Be"
The one you wake up next to
every morning
the spring in your step
the song in your heart
The sky, the stars
and every beautiful thing
in the world
The thought that
you can't get out of your mind
the one desire you can't get enough of
The love that you've always wanted
These are just some of the things
I want to be for you
someday.
Copyright: 2011, by Raymund Diaz Delizo
a place for my creativity, wit, sarcasm, and intelligence to freely flow.
Sunday, July 10, 2011
Poem: "The Light"
"The Light"
The warmth of sunshine on your bare skin
the way you lie against me
the shape of your smile
the scent of your perfume as it lingers in the air
long after you've gone
The emptiness now
makes my bones ache
and the memories of
unbridled need and passion
ended too soon
Your breath
as the light shines
one final time
and eternity embraces you
like a long lost lover
As I watch silently
my heart breaks
into a million
pretty little fragments.
Copyright: 2011, by Raymund Diaz Delizo
The warmth of sunshine on your bare skin
the way you lie against me
the shape of your smile
the scent of your perfume as it lingers in the air
long after you've gone
The emptiness now
makes my bones ache
and the memories of
unbridled need and passion
ended too soon
Your breath
as the light shines
one final time
and eternity embraces you
like a long lost lover
As I watch silently
my heart breaks
into a million
pretty little fragments.
Copyright: 2011, by Raymund Diaz Delizo
Wednesday, June 29, 2011
Poem: "In The Waning Hours"
"In The Waning Hours"
Where the emptiness fades
and the stink of alcohol subsides
long enough for one final
blood curdling howl
The memory of the deceased sun
is replaced by the cold fingers
of restless night
Like a vulture, it will stalk you
and wait in the shadows
ready to sink its teeth
and drink the marrow
of your lovely despair
And in the waning hours
as life escapes and the blood
paints the awful ground
nothingness will rush to embrace you
like a long lost mistress.
Copyright: 2011, by Raymund Diaz Delizo
Where the emptiness fades
and the stink of alcohol subsides
long enough for one final
blood curdling howl
The memory of the deceased sun
is replaced by the cold fingers
of restless night
Like a vulture, it will stalk you
and wait in the shadows
ready to sink its teeth
and drink the marrow
of your lovely despair
And in the waning hours
as life escapes and the blood
paints the awful ground
nothingness will rush to embrace you
like a long lost mistress.
Copyright: 2011, by Raymund Diaz Delizo
Saturday, June 25, 2011
Poem: "A Desperate Man"
"A Desperate Man"
I'm falling in and out
towards the inescapable reality
that is my fading inhibition
if these words are all I have
I pray that you stop a moment
to indulge my idiosyncracy
Your mouth is a veil
I long to penetrate
yet the stars have not yet
revealed their true disdain
If I cannot possess the secret
to your womanly depths
I'd rather stay here
and quietly long for you
As the night comes slowly
to envelop my lovely pain
in her shadowy embrace.
Copyright: 2011, by Raymund Diaz Delizo
I'm falling in and out
towards the inescapable reality
that is my fading inhibition
if these words are all I have
I pray that you stop a moment
to indulge my idiosyncracy
Your mouth is a veil
I long to penetrate
yet the stars have not yet
revealed their true disdain
If I cannot possess the secret
to your womanly depths
I'd rather stay here
and quietly long for you
As the night comes slowly
to envelop my lovely pain
in her shadowy embrace.
Copyright: 2011, by Raymund Diaz Delizo
Wednesday, June 1, 2011
Poem: "You Don't"
"You Don't"
You don't see the pain that hides
beneath the soft smile from the
corners of my mouth
You don't feel
the regret I cling to
in my most private moments
You don't know
the hell I would go through
just to have you
to call my own
But what you do know
may end up hurting us both
more in the end
Adieu, sweet demise of mine.
Copyright: 2011, by Raymund Diaz Delizo
You don't see the pain that hides
beneath the soft smile from the
corners of my mouth
You don't feel
the regret I cling to
in my most private moments
You don't know
the hell I would go through
just to have you
to call my own
But what you do know
may end up hurting us both
more in the end
Adieu, sweet demise of mine.
Copyright: 2011, by Raymund Diaz Delizo
Friday, May 27, 2011
Poem: "Remembering The Horses"
"Remembering The Horses"
Cold sweat
awoken suddenly
from the empty nothing
gnawing at my insides
Staring into the distance
the wind howls
erasing traces of what was
revealing the lie
hiding beneath
all those years ago
Cut me deep
let me go
allow the pain to consume
as the devils in my head
laugh in derision
The final memory left
was the music of your voice
that faded smile
as the rain wept in silence
I remember the cry
of beautiful horses
as they lie
on the cold earth
dying.
Copyright: 2011, by Raymund Diaz Delizo
Cold sweat
awoken suddenly
from the empty nothing
gnawing at my insides
Staring into the distance
the wind howls
erasing traces of what was
revealing the lie
hiding beneath
all those years ago
Cut me deep
let me go
allow the pain to consume
as the devils in my head
laugh in derision
The final memory left
was the music of your voice
that faded smile
as the rain wept in silence
I remember the cry
of beautiful horses
as they lie
on the cold earth
dying.
Copyright: 2011, by Raymund Diaz Delizo
Tuesday, May 24, 2011
Poem: "The Lines That Do Not Fade"
"The Lines That Do Not Fade"
Red splotches on the floor
arms spread wide
silence choking the air all around
dusty walls watch in unabated weak
The words tumble slowly
chest heaving
lips tentatively parted
a final gesture
Eyes nod toward
a door as it creaks open
memories depart with the wind
in one defiant, rumble
of regret
The lines that do not fade
echo with you
a haunting reminder
of what never was.
Copyright: 2011, by Raymund Diaz Delizo
Red splotches on the floor
arms spread wide
silence choking the air all around
dusty walls watch in unabated weak
The words tumble slowly
chest heaving
lips tentatively parted
a final gesture
Eyes nod toward
a door as it creaks open
memories depart with the wind
in one defiant, rumble
of regret
The lines that do not fade
echo with you
a haunting reminder
of what never was.
Copyright: 2011, by Raymund Diaz Delizo
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