Unwanted Creatures
Sparkly, fiery creatures of the night
Burn, melt, and glow in flight
The light that burns and strains the eyes
An intangible bright flame that never dies
Dancing in their beautiful shining suits
So close yet distant, their speaking mutes
My own voice to the point of fear
Such unknowing pain held so dear
A passionate embrace, the creature entwined
Alone I exist in this trance confined
Choking upon the nostalgia of days before
When love was all that was craved and sought
Strangers dancing, unknown these lights
Illuminate the passionate vice
Oh jealousy torment my unhappy soul
An evil so natural to the human core
Yearn for the envy that keeps the lights alive
I want them to stay, the beast that calls my cries
Look at them, they have it all
Sporadic smiles of what cannot fall
My hope for them to crash with me
Touch for they won’t want them to see
Hatred for the unknown kind of beauty
Society would reject, not shown them pity
Two of a kind, not part of the collective
Opposites attract in a world that’s not individualistic
Look how they move, without a song
An internal charm that needs no lyrics or prose
To describe a feeling that is unique to them
So they may die happy but never part
As inside they have a feeling of mutual love in body and heart
So is it best that they are left to dance together
Than disturb their rhythm that could last forever
They won’t want my soul to see into theirs
To rip them apart, shred their love in threads
Resist, but why should I be alone?
To leave and return to that beast of a home
They have nothing and seem so content
As they submit to each other, bodies curled and bent
Reaching I cannot feel their emotion
Their longing, sensual and ardent devotion
No one else is needed, so why do I stay
Curiosity calls to their alien play
Obsessive watching, like a drug this dance
Two for disco, bodies entranced
Absent music, a silent movie
A theatrical display turned bop boogie
Cry for me cry for them
For I am alone and disturbing a trend
A part of the crowd that cannot escape
Encased in a feeling from which I fear I should wake
Turning away, body out of control
Flying away their love in full flow
To the world I know, all too much
My heart was left in their unwanted waltz
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my one shot
you show up
in all the expected places.
twenty odd months
or something close to that.
the pictures they bent in my mind
and you became an idea
i cannot touch you
you were never real.
caetano veloso
london, london
bob dylan
jokerman.
the city screams tonight
it breaks out and breaks down.
as i fall down the roads that we walked on.
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