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‘Ephemera’ Poem
Written by The Silicon Tribesman. All Rights Reserved, 2020.
‘Finite’ Poem
Written by The Silicon Tribesman. All Rights Reserved, 2020.
He was a walking mystery
The analogue to every metaphor
My hands have written
And my lips have released
An effervescent aura
Surrounds him as he sauntered
Looking like a god
To my very mortal eyes
One tilt of his head and
Then his gaze found mine
Suddenly the embers within
Were blown by a gasp
The fire had been ignited
Heartbeat had skyrocketed
Time had been paused by
Intangible forces but
Then he looked elsewhere
And yet another blow
Diminished the bantam flame
It’s hard to swallow lyrics
You wrote but don’t accept
Because though you left me empty
Doesn’t mean you fully left
And people went and people stayed
But the stain was not removed
And they say it’s better letting go
But it feels like it’s too soon
So I’ll stay here in the clearing
Where I’m hoping to be found
Though outside I’m optimistic
I doubt you would come around
Somewhere out there in the forest
You are walking with the ghosts
They might prey on your attention
But it is I who craves it most
Take my hand
Squeeze it tight
And I beg you
Don’t speak
Talk is child’s play
And the words
Lovers share
Are wasted
In the air
So I beg you
If you really
Do love me
Don’t speak
And his eyes spoke to me
Telling me not to let go
But I drew back just as quick
As the flicker of passion in his eyes
I was saving myself from ruin
But by saving my drowning soul
I left him to sink in his own ocean
Gasping for air and grasping nothing
Flesh to flesh
We lay in bedMy problems drift
As our bodies sway
You eat up my heart
And clutch my brainSkin to skin
We dive in foreign watersMy inhibitions vanish
As you caress my face
You rip a hollow piece
And tuck it awayHeart to nothing
We look pass the truthMy dream-state slips
As you stand by the door
You steal a part of me
But I will need it no more
Forever is ephemeral, and so are my breaths, for my lungs will fail on the day of my death. But love is eternal, though not yours and mine. I hope you’d remember, our time in your mind .So ‘forever’, I reckon, is nothing but a song. Just locutions that ring, yet never everlong.
Flesh to flesh
We lay in bed
My problems drift
As our bodies sway
You eat up my heart
And clutch my brain
Skin to skin
We dive in foreign waters
My inhibitions vanish
As you caress my face
You rip a hollow piece
And tuck it away
Heart to nothing
We look pass the truth
My dream-state slips
As you stand by the door
You steal a part of me
But I will need it no more
Put up another sturdy steel wall
Let sweet apathy be the motto
Every move is casual improv
Absolve myself of all desire
Stone cold callous absolutism
Ether of posthumous heartache
n.a.
If you could feel just a fraction of what I do
You could not see the world so pointless
But rather some grotesquely beautiful creature
covered with needles
n.a.
My consciousness glides
too quickly back and forth in my mind
like a wayward bow on an out of tune violin
incessant tremolo
tremulous cares won’t slow
just swell and dim
an aching hymn
n.a.
April is a multicolored sugar cube melting year by year in the back of my throat
n.a.
Last night I was swimming in the sunset, the way it bled into the ocean was like a hug and a kiss together.
n.a.
It’s like I fill myself with cement whenever I try to move towards something good.
n.a.
frozen in time
I put my hands in the snow
next to my favorite reflection
smiling into the ice as a snapshot was taken
if only we could numb joy
the way we can fingers
perhaps we’d find a way to let it linger
n.a.
Conflict doesn’t scare me as much as peace does
It is a glass angel waiting to fall from grace
-n.a.
It is more important to me that I am romanticized
than that I am romanced
n.a.
“We did things only lovers do in the dark
but we did them in the bright of day
Under the warmth of the sun
With smiles and laughter”
-H.H