Thursday, November 8, 2012

Dancing Soul



When the lights go down, I can feel it
    It's the tingling on my skin
       My heart moves to the music
           Moving my body to the rhythm

It's my getaway...my flying bird
Soaring through the sky
It's all vanishing within....
Just letting it go.

                 Close your eyes to hear better
            Close your mouth to express more
        Let your body guide you
   Through the rest of your life.

So when the lights go down, I will feel it
It's the tingling on my skin
The sensational goose bumps running down my spine
The butterflies in my stomach....
And the shivers running along my bones.

          Moving my body to the music
               My heart to the rhythm
                      My mind to to the words
   And my soul....well my soul just keeps on dancing.

~~grb  11/12~~

 

(artwork belongs to:  http://yanari.deviantart.com/art/Dancing-Soul-137426731)

Tuesday, October 23, 2012

Inside His Head, Inside His Thoughts

The wayward winds came down crashing 
Like a hurricane in my midst.
I stayed back without a reaction
But in my head it was a mess.
The night still fell but I could tell
The anger hasn't left
The thickened fog that wrapped around me
Was bound to do its best.
A tattered shirt and dirty jeans 
Reminded me of what was
The resentment hanging in the air 
Left my mind in a thickened fuzz. 
A walk on down memory lane
Can cost one's mind their sanity
The happy smiles and cold denials
Will lead them to their vanity. 
I drift and stare then disappear 
Into another life I can call my own
Carrying my burdens and pain in my heart 
I am determined to be alone.
I dare not to care and dare not to bleed
Out to anyone that thinks they have earned
A place in my life as the #1
For that, I do not need. 
The wayward winds came down crashing
And I stood here calm and alone
I stayed back without a reaction
For the outcome, I have always known.

~~grb 2012--
For you, JB

Wednesday, September 26, 2012

To Forget

 
if my heart forgets how to dance
will you help it to remember?
if my mind runs wild
will you help tame it?
as a tear falls 
i'm lost to the reason.
one look in my eyes 
and you can read me.
my body shivers and my hands shake.
my heart is pounding to an unknown beat.
as the world drowns me in its crazyness
i shed a tear of my wasted sanity.  
laughter once sounded wonderful
and now silence is what i need.
i feel it slipping slowly
i feel me fading away...
so if  my mind runs wild 
please tame it...
but if my heart forgets how to dance...
let me go.
~~grb~~  
                                                 
                                                 2012

A thought in normal light


in the normal light i was thinking
about the old times
i walked the street tonight
breathing in nature and feeling it wrap around me
i walked up the step to enter in...
i use to see you sitting there
remote in hand, feet kicked up
once a smile...later just disappeared.
i used to warm up to those moments 
now i walk in...dark room and cold air
i grab a blanket to warm my bones
i grab a book to warm my mind
i reach for prayer to warm my heart.

in the normal light i was thinking...
reach out...
on the long walk i was feeling...
let it be

oh when you're cold
i am not there to hold you tight
oh when you're lost
i am not there to lead you back
oh when you need to cry
i am not there to dry your eyes....
in time, you will forget

but i will walk in the normal light and think
i once did that
on the long walk on a darkened road i will remember
i use to be that for you.

I was once by your side.
I will let it be...for now...
As it is what it is.
but in my mind...

A tear falls 

oh when you are cold
remember to grab a blanket
oh when you are lost
grab a compass
i will be north
you will be south
we may never meet
but we will always know. 

~~grb~~  2012

Saturday, September 22, 2012

The Inner You


It's the inside where it is dark
calmly waiting behind the darkest part it can find.
It's the inner most part that most don't want out.
The part that may cause judgement from the light around.
It's the deepest you.
It's the decisions others may find to be wrong
It lingers in the corridors of your soul.
It sets the focus for your desired dreams
And the procrastination of the ones you think you need. 
It's the inner you.
When the night falls and the sky sleeps
it longs to come out....
And you mustn't fight it. 
When the world feels like a magnetic force
and you are the magnet...
When your body feels like it's drowning 
by the world around it...
When the ultimate suffocating device 
stares right back at you in the mirror....
You grab for it. 
You let it crawl through every piece of you 
for the ultimate escape.
You feel it tear through your body 
Until you release it through your scream......
It's the inside where it is dark
calmly waiting behind the darkest part it can find.
It's the inner most part that most want out.
The part that has no fear
The part that can handle anything...
It's the deepest you.

``grb 2012``

Sunday, August 19, 2012

Too Much


  The stones punctured my back on my way down.
Each stone ripping into my skin.
As my head hit the last stone it could take...
I realized I had fallen, again.

I climbed to the top before
Using every piece of my anger,
My motivation was my fear
And I hid my love behind my heart...
I was driven to not feel what had been.

And here I lie alone on the ground.
The fall was quick and exhausting.
But the pain, I am sure it's there....
Yet I am numb. 

For every stone protruding my skin
I shed a tear of blood.
For every stone I hold in my hand,
I feel the loss of my love.
For every silent thought I feel
I pray, this is too much.

~~grb  2012~~

Tuesday, August 14, 2012

Wicked Truth or Desperate Lie?


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"Stand tall, be strong"....I read it in a book.
His smile was his mask and his heart was his...
Pain.
He stood in his truth and lied to noone...
But sometimes, he felt as though he was his own captor. 

The image in the mirror has a shield...
Something to hide behind;
Wipe off the makeup
Remove the mask....breathe.

Every excuse in the book not to go forward
Every excuse in the book not to hold back...
Every excuse for every thing....
Can't lie about something if you never let it happen.

"The truth shall set you free."
If so, why when we tell it do we feel caged?
Why does it feel like chains on your wrist?
Like a ball hooked from the chain on your ankle?
Sometimes a lie can feel like freedom when the truth is a sinking ship. 

Ageless, beautiful, passionate...
The words can feel heavy but another lie is told.
Mean, slobbery, foolish..
And the truth shall bring down the tears.

The image in the mirror was restless,
Wiped the makeup off, removed the mask.
Removed one strap, two straps
Unbuttoned one button, two buttons, three....
Clothes to the floor.

The image in the mirror was the truth
No masks, no shields, no protection.
Not sure what to make of it, the clothes came up.
"The truth shall set you free"
Or shall it be your captor?

Wicked Truth or Desperate Lie?

~~grb  2012~~