Sunday, April 19

clubbers in the night [3.25.09]

Clubbers in the night
fighting for no reason
as i am subbed in the backround
watching for no reason
i could call them a jungle
without a cause
pushing each feature for
every pause
and they nod in silence
prying a confidence open
until its left undone
and the sad thing is
they only do it for fun
except one ..
man premature to the ignorant
ideas of what he thinks he gains
painstakingly knowing the consequence of
where he aims to be
but what's his future name to be ?
i believe he can conceive more than what the
heat of the savannas bring
and what's more than this
he'll make the good o'l blue jays sing
because the thing is
i just want to see him grow up to be a man
proud of who he is
but not until he chooses whether
or not power over self
is really worth it
casue' he'll have that chance
and when it comes
i pray he won't be fighting IT
.. for no reason
in the night being clubbed.
and i pray i won't be watching HIM
.. for no reason
in the backround being subbed .

Monday, March 30

Pregnant with an Apple Seed [3.25.09]

He bagged
He put the trash in the bag
and bagged it.
however it is not trash
It is a twenty-one year old girl
who's trying to find
her place in the world
and placing her confusion
in love
But she never thought of
the core apple seed
being left on the floor
her floor fertile to the
mop she kept asking for more
Now she's embedded with
a potential tree
Which could multiply to two
or multiply to three
and he is standing by
the bag
cause he has no money to hold it
so he packs his bags
& says goodbye on a post-it
and she knows it
but she doesn't know how to show
the bits of her heart
engulfed in flames
with critical eyes telling
her she's the one to blame
with their dark darts of shame ..
odd months go by
with every reason
to sigh
because no lie
can erase that potential mistake
but outgrew a seed
for all to see
and the thing is ..
it's an orange tree .

Freak [3.25.09]

My lips are locked
my hands are held
you push me up against
the wall
& embrace the thrill
i breathe from each heart beat.

Simultaneously we
know what this means
and i feel like
ripping your clothes apart
because we're not
actually on a cloud
i don't wanna hear
harps playing
while we do the things
we do
you just wanna hear
me moan the ballad
of our anthem
so don't read me a poem
with words of how much you love me
instead
express it to me with you body
because
i .. love .. thee ..

When you take me by force
and punish my inner secrets
for anything they ever did to you
A mystery you'll never know
but always remember
and I'll tell my friend
we got around
frequently
cause' a freak went he
just a freak
.. with me


inspired by "i wonder" .. by soulie ;]

I Wonder ..

I Wonder...

I wonder what it's like
To kiss Someone
To run your fingers through his hair
To caress the fine line along his jaw
To touch his face. His shoulders.
His arms. His stomach. His hands.
His legs. His thighs.
Everywhere.

I wonder what it's like
To have him touch you.
Kiss you back with such passion.
To hold you in his arms and promise to keep you there forever.
To have him in you.
His cheek pressed against yours.
Mouths to ears whispering each other's name,
With the rhythm of your movements.
Going back and forth.
Every second a wave of heat is sent through your body.

I wonder what it's like to feel the adrenaline building up inside of you
Making you gasp for air.
Words are no longer intelligible, just the heavy breathing in your ears.
And, as if climbing a mountain, you reach the top.
One last moan escapes your lips as a burst of energy rushes through your bodies.
You crumple into one big pile
Holding on to each other in the tenderest embrace you've ever known.
Lying so still as you catch your breath.
Finally, he leans over to you and calls your name.
He whispers to you how much he cares.


I wonder what it's like to love a man.


by : my soulie .

Friday, March 20

Last Year's Song [12.26.09]

Quiet whispers
smothered under the blanket
movement on the upper level
.. total silence
plus
the beat .
the rapid beat .
a given sigh
not by me
.. whispers slowly rising
giggles & wiggles
footsteps above
.. total silence
plus
a beat .
a rapid beat .
a dead phoneline
clicks & taps
msg received
door slams open
minds deceived
.. total silence
plus
a dead .
a dead sound wave .

Hope [12.19.08]

Darker than the outside
is my room
for through the window
shines the moon .

Friday, March 13

On My Night Stand [3.2.09]

On my night stand
rests a small box
the embodiment
sacred of my emotions

Memories of when I danced
with my father
lie in the corners
of this box

As well as
the waves touching
the shapes of our bodies
imprinted in the sand
kiss the roof
of this box

Bunched in the corner
is the tear I shed
for his love
that surrendered to fate
where it will slowly
collect the dust
of this box .

However memories
sometime fade ,
and those imprints
won't last forever
and this tear ,
could dry up .
But his box
will remain forever .

Monday, March 2

Because Baby [2.2.09]

Will I bear those stares ?
for you I will smile back at them .
Will I stand those words ?
for you I will take them with gratitude .

Gossip is merely a
a distraction
to the love that
hides in our fears

If it was said that
I like you
but .. maybe
I just want you
cause' baby
I really do want you
to be that one
that you never were
the one to understand
me through the unspoken words
When you see me in the dark
but still watch me in the light

I'll even dare
to put my dreams on hold
to watch you
rise to your own
because baby
you my own dream
Just be with me
I'll find a way to make it seem
like the way it has to be .

Friday, February 20

Guatemala's Meant to Be [2.14.09]

Hearing the tv play softly
I walk in to find my
great uncle flipping
back & forth
between a novela
and a game show
I sit down beside him
staring blankly
at the box lit
with a man screaming ,
running wild ,
excited that
he
won his prize .

After a moments silence
my great uncle
asks me
why I'm up so late .
I tell him I couldn't sleep

**
We stop at a
Citgo gas station
with a convenient store
.. how convenient
With the night only as
dark as the moon would
let it be
**
We walk into Denny's
and talk about our day
at the amusement park
With the night only as
dark as the moon would
let it be
-----------------------------
I come back
and see a lady
getting pointed at
with a gun
by a man who used to be
in love with her
They're inside
of the church

**
My great grandmother
the sister of my great uncle
is sleeping in the other room
what would I do without her ?
She is the breathe of fresh air
my family lives on
Without her
our souls sit the corners
collecting dust ..
**

My great uncle
a stranger to my heart .
However we both
understand each other
in silence .
The night unfailingly ends
and I'm trapped in
in my own memories
transfusion with vision
the TV fades
and I wake in the guest room ...

My Thoughts Drive Me Mad [Feb.]

Here alone with my people
they sit by my sides
one person stares at me
expecting me to fail .
however ,
the other sees ahead
never once looking back
at me .
I fail
to deliver
so I stand by and wait
until these persons
stop suffocating me
for while one
claws my skin
screeching in my ears
making it impossible
to breathe ,
the other pays no mind
to me so as to leave
me abandoned with death
Will I recover ?
from self pity ?
As this awkward silence
perturbs my every heart beat
I stare at the empty cup
while more & more people
fill the room
Silence left long ago
But I'm determined
to retrieve it
for i won't be brought
down easy
My nose is barely touching the wall
yet I feel it out of reach
so I grab hold the painting
on the wall
I jump out the chair
.. with drama
bye bye people
I'm done drinking water
A man bumps into
me while my anger escalates
He doesn't see the fire
blazing from my tongue .
His hand is crushed
from the slammed door
but I feel no remorse
because I'm sitting
in a cafeteria of a
hospital
Watching sick patients
look at me be healthy
just staring & strangling
my thoughts
So the people leave ..

Jumping Out the Window [1.31.09]

Windows open & close
but so do doors
so if I
jump out the window
would that make me
more adventurous
or would that be
out of the norm ?
He wants to be my hero
but I don't want
to be saved
cause I'm good as is
he says he wants the love
but the window's
closed
and the door is locked
and the other dude
made me lock myself
out of my own damn
house
Go home & stay there .

A Storyy About Me & a Guyy [1.31.09]

me: heyy buttface .
you : heyy loser .
me: guess what ?!
you: what ?
me: you suck ( i smile )
you: oh really ?
me: yea really .
you: ( powerful kiss )
how about now ?
me: mm ..
y
ou: well .. ?
me:
.. you still suck .
you: damn .
me: hehe ..

When I Grow Up [11.25.08]

Hi my name is Lisa Boyd
When I grow up
I want o be .. a poet
When I grow up
I want to be .. an artist .

..
I'm sorry
can you repeat yourself ?
I thought ..
I thought I heard you say that
I can't .
You don't think I can ?
.. I understand .
You don't think I can
because what I want to be
What I want to be
isn't you definition of success
But let me be clear
my potential is unlike the rest
and I will work until
I am the best .
My words illustrate art to the blind
my art create words to the mind
You don't think I can
because my "phase" won't pay the bills
Let me explain this
but wait
let your heart be still
for you will know the
history of my dreams
but only until
you realize the true art of this skill
the "hobby" of mine
began when I was a child
only a cub
unaware of its poetry
to the wild
Restrained to the limit of love .
like together
but to be together
you have to-get-her
on in this wild chase
of just words
spinning in a cycle
no control over this power
only when triggered
by an emotion or a flower
of tears ..
Tomorrow though ..
that all changed
The secrets of life
told me to wait
to put my dreams on pause
my soul slowly ripping apart
realities little gifts but for
what cause ?

..
Now have you come to understand
why "I can't "
.. be like you
I do not hold the responsibility
of your dream
falling bland
you voice is at the tip of
your hearts command
so much for I can't
cause' here .. I .. stand
I grew up
.. and I am a poet
I grew up
.. and I am an artist
My name is Lisa Boyd
It was a pleasure meeting you .

Tweety grew up [11.23.08]

So high this bird flies
spreading its wings
Holding & hugging the skies .
This bird goes on
down into the sunset
This bird colors it with its tears
Designing different shades
only to hide behind with fears
in its nest
this bird rests
and even though it falls apart
Never will this bird depart
because the cries
that it painted
will never be found
under another birds' skies
that this bird sees tainted
so long as this bird
finds its seeds

Alphabet Love / B : [11.17.08]

Basketball Love :
Bounce Bounce
. . . goes my heart
Pass
. . . goes our words
Swoosh
. . . goes that kiss
Buzz
. . . goes our love

Alphabet Love / A : [11.17.08]

Air Love:
The love that flies
with the wind
The only thing
that separates
me from
you .

Thursday, February 19

The Balled of the Sick and Lovely [12.28.08]

The intensity in his green eyes
which then slowly yet quickly vanished .
When I reveal the truth of his lies
his heart cried the love that was banished .

Those sad thoughts carried over his voice .
My blood pressure rises at the thought
that never loving is my own choice ,
so he grabs his gun for that one shot

Attraction is not a way of love
for I fear the passion will decease .
But we know that we must let go of
the way we allow our pride to decrease .

Wednesday, February 18

Out Of Control : [2.17.09]

Oh look your out of control
cause' I'm not holding on to your security
not as long as what you'd think
in this sense of your perturbance
but I will hold your every thought
just because it makes you an insecure pity
to see you cause' a disturbance
just making a fool
out of our sanity
with your words tying into
all the things we wish we could do
but don't boast cause' I'll drop you from your safe zone
see cause' I own you
but not as my own
so I'll slide your wrists into cuffs of solitude
for your rivers always protrude into my desert
so desert me
am I not worthy of your desolate words ?
captivating the end of time
my time ending with the control I thought I had
sending images of sacrifice
that you would always fight
in the process of finding roots
to the tree you never grew
so that seed shoots
that love you never knew
you'll avoid the consequences
of what you'd like to call unreal
cause in your mind
my protection isn't a big deal
so I'll wait
behind the line
that swallows your lies
until I'll truly see
what's softer to me
but I'm not naive
I know I still have control
and I won't let you deceive
my right of this whole
.. thing
instead I'll let you walk away
with what little power to this big toll
and when you do
I'll be the one to say
"Oh look, your out of control . "

Monday, February 9

If Only My Heart [ 10.1.08 ]

Where should I go
if my heart
was to collapse
from a glance
... a look , a stare , a peek
if only ...

What should I do
if my heart
was to shatter
from a word
.. a conversation , a talk , a story
If only ..

What should I be
If my heart
was to fail me
from you
.. a hug , a kiss , a love
If only ..

Hallway Blues [9.8.08]

Holding my breath
for when you walk by
Counting the seconds
until you say hi
But instead you smile
and look straight ahead
I turn away quickly
feeling flushed & red
My mind wandering so aimlessly
That act was so wrong
Cause' we were so close
and now we're so gone ..

Child's Play [ october ]

Whoever said that
pride & jealousy
slept in the same bed ?

How did it come to
love & hate
being misconceived
and keeping each other
warm at night ?

What ever happened
to check the box
yes or no ?
who the hell added
but this and that ?

I remember when Jack & Jill
used to hold hands on the hill
but now they fight for the bucket of water
and it's like that still

Tell me why
they made a cure for
cooties in kindergarten
but in high school
it starts all over again ?

The love & hate
the lies & betrayal
the pride & jealousy
the rumors & gossip

mom & dad said wait
but i saw him
and my emotions
wouldn't debate

if forever was true
i guess it hasn't started yet

Sunday, February 8

Elly's Aunt [2.6.09]

* Dedicated to Elliduesa and her Aunt *

This tear falls
on my shoulder
but not on my
cheek ..

is so soft
i lay my head on the
pillow ..

is my only comfort .

There are answers
in the window
but the sun is
hidden .

The voice I seek
lies under
maps ..

can't lead me
back to
you ..

i hope to see
soon .

I Don't Like You [2.6.09]

Nothing stops me
from
showing him
the reflection
of my heart
through
ways of satisfaction
only to my judgment

However ,
my skin is still
irritated and
his is drowning
in anxiety

yet
we both buy
masks
but his is
translucent

so i try
to attract
none of his
attention

Wednesday, January 28

How I Look: [1.12.08]

Stripped and exposed

Vulnerable to anything…everything

At this point I have nothing to lose

Except…you

The air I breathe isn’t satisfying

The water I drink isn’t reviving

My sunlight isn’t refreshing

The moonlight doesn’t even tell me secrets

Anymore…

I pour myself in the tub

And yet…I still feel dry and deserted

My heart beats at the pace of

An aging lonely man walking down

The street

Fading in the past

Nothing fits anymore

My shadow abandoned me

Along with my everything

One day I’m strong and on my two feet

The next I’m trying to keep myself together

Then finally I’ve fallen into a puddle

Left lifeless…

As the stars reflect on me

I notice how each one has

Their own story

All worth sharing

Mine worth hiding

Paths lay before me

The road I choose to take

Is my decision

I make another option

I choose to sit on the sidewalk

And watch?

Watch the trails go by…

I hide from confronting

My problems, pain,

But most of all…you

With the sky changing it’s shades

I lay on the edge and wish

I could be accepted by the sky

…that would be nice

Never being able to grow

Because every time I get a good start

I get cut down

Stripped and exposed entirely

It’s not how I looked when I was

All together

It’s how I look when I’m in pieces

I look pretty separate…

Rude Awakening: [3.23.08]

Hearing the heater crackle

Listening to the pipes’ harmonic song

Watching the shadows of the cars

Pass by my window

Smelling that can of ginger ale

Beside my bed

I look at the sun tip toe to the

Top of the sky

As the night fades

So does the heaters’ voice

And the pipes’ song dies away

My soul falls asleep with the

Shadows

As the mask of my life rises

With the sun

And as it shines on everything

Everyone never stares too hard

At the sun for fear of the pain to their

Eyes

No One Sees…

welcome to the lost and found [1.28.09]

this day didn't come to me ..
it left silently
.. without a single word .

haunted by the time
it took me ..
just to realize what i've always known .

the blame shouts in my ears
i cry for solace
but i can't hear the echo ..

the anger tempts me
to be what i never wanted for myself
so i let it soak just so i can feel empowered .

i risk it all with words
that i never meant to say
they fall on my knees
they rip my skin
they pull my hair
they beat my heart

where does it all go ?
it goes in a secret box where
those dreams lie .

he called and let my fears
drown in an ocean of tranquility
but it's deceiving
for my thoughts won't let go
of what i think i want
and when confusion roams
into what is not his
that is when chaos of mentality
makes this day horrifying

those bold words
i don't know
i have no idea
there is no way i can do this
i want out .

to live is to love
and to love is to live ..

the imbalance is not
between
lies ..
or denial .

laughter seems to be
the music of peace
but i laugh at this joke
.. it's funny .
how could someone be so lost
yet so complete ?

those answers are to be found
in a book
that makes no confound attire
for the mind .

fight to establish what is already known .