A true poet's home


GOD FIRST!!! 

POEMS

 Polly
By, Marcus Royster

I'm pretty sure i'm not the only one who has intercepted something so strange. Something so petrifying, but yet so elegant..."It's beautiful" I hallucinate. " Don't be fooled it's not real" others say. But in the mist of my dreaming, I become a fool. A fool for trying to grab something thats impossible to hold. Like the burning stars of the night, and the morning sun thats frozen cold. One moment it's there... And the next it's gone. Or maybe I just lost it, in the words to that song. Oh... That's right, maybe it's running from me, because the future I see is to long. Or it might just be my imagination using me for pleasure. Why can't I have POLLY!? Why won't Polly stay? Am I to much for you, am I getting in your way? Please don't disappear, I'll give you space. I just can't have you stumbling into someone else's imagination. Your all I have, my mentality wouldn't bare the separation. My heart would stop beating if my eyes could witness the pain I would be facing. " Don't think about it, just take my hand. I'll continue to be your fool, if you remain my imaginary friend.

 Moon
By, Marcus Royster

The moon is in alinement with my soul, dangling over my head, teasing me like a summer breeze, damn it's so beautiful when your hurt... We never take it's full meaning, or for what it's worth.  It understands me, and it listens to my convocations. It shapes my emotions with it's crescent, I always wondered what was my real gift from God. And now I see that he provides his children with the best presents.

 PORSHAY
By, Marcus Royster

We had our up and downs but we ended it with a smile, Your a true friend, the kind that drives me crazy, and the kind I'll hold until the end. Your a unique woman, and highly impossible to describe with a pen. Your magnificently beautiful, and a funny girl. I remember I use to wanna make you mine, damn girl... You was one of a kind. You had those Every day smiles; that was blowing my mind. I miss being with you, and all the fun times. I know this poem is short. But In my head your name has endless rhymes. 

 Funny Pains
By, Marcus Royster

It's funny how birds can predict the weather, and its funny how some people don't understand, that some things just doesn't go. Like fire to an innocent hand. But what really makes me laugh is when a women can't see a real man. And she can't see that, he does everything he possibly can. To please her, and make her smile. I just shatter my lungs with laughter, because it's funny how much I cared. How hard I tried to show you that I was the one. I really wanted to risk every emotion within the core of my brutally damaged heart. It tickles me; that I was gonna hand you the power to destroy me, because I trusted you not to. But right before I almost made that mistake, I began to laugh because you told me in so many words that, " I'm a joke, and you don't want my Mr. nice ass." I laughed because right before I gave you the key to my happiness. You slapped the shit out of my heart with a lie! Leaving me laughing, because I didn't wanna cry.

 2nd Half
By,Marcus
Royster

What type of trust is built from a sad satisfaction of lust? Only the feelings you want to show is open to my eyes, beautiful smiles; with massive evil hidden inside. I knew you was a trip, but I didn't know I couldn't bare the ride. Emotions meaning nothing and all feelings left aside. The only reason I can't let you go, is because my heart boils in to much pride. If I had any control, I would a ended this when I discovered your other side.

 Respect

by Marcus Royster

You can't see it, it's a ghost to your imagination. It's the empty space in your head for me , called separation. It's the pain I keep that seems like desperation. But am I desperate? Is that empty space for me, in your feelings, or is it separate ? If space is what you need, please tell me cause I'll give it indeed. But be sure to understand that separation will grow rapidly like a seed... Causing my soul to hurt, my heart to think, and my thoughts to bleed. I know it seems like a massive effect, but if that's what you want I'll do it. OUT OF RESPECT

 Would I

by, Marcus Royster

I'm starting to think that it's just me, and i don't belong with happiness, that my heart was meant to be a door mat. I couldn't help but love your convocations, and fen 4 your sent like a drug; similar to crack. But the question is, would I Change anything if I could take time back? Would I look at you different, would I try a bit less, would I stop breathing when we're close, so that you could no longer take my breath. Your a criminal in my eyes, due to the fact, that you stole my heart and took my breath. What if we could be together till death do us part, but your a heart away past death. And I'm all alone now. Like dirt to this earth my love will spread to you; and this I vowel. If I had the chance would I not allow my thoughts for you, to stretch beyond a mile. If you fell in love with me, would I wonder how. Would I accept the fact that you love me, would i ask if i am worth your time, or am I worthless to a million like  dime.

 Dying Rose

By,Marcus Royster


Have you held a broken flower,
and tried putting it back together? Altho u know u can't fix it
u try anyway, in your heart u knew the flower was dead, but for sum odd reason u wanted it last.
U wanted to see something real
But u saw fake crystal clear
Through a glass.
But still, you hold on to this
Dying flower, because it's beautiful.
The pedals are crimson red, and
The stem is a bold green.
This flower is more than magnificent
To the eye, u know you can't fix it
But yet, u try. In your heart
You know the flower is dead but for sum odd reason u want it to
Last. Maybe because it's magnificent
To the eye, well it's a damn
Shame that the flower has die!

 "Who Am I?"

by, Marcus Royster

Words go on, like time but i grow weak, not strong. Life pulls me down, but sometimes i get sick of holding on.They say everything happens for a reason; and troubles only last for a season. I say to hell with that, life needs to get to the point and stop teasing. I can get so heated, i create delusional time freezes. In my head time stops; i die inside, then the clock continues to knock. Life is nothing but a Vapor, that fades away. Time waits  for no one. so i ask who am i?  Nobody! not to me, you or anybody eles.

 

Dear Langston Hughes,

                I’m black; with a nightmare of pursuing my dream. Hyphenating the end of my life, while still attending the beginning of it. Vivid pictures of beautiful failure, rerouting my reality back into a dream; or should I say a nightmare. You asked “What happens to a dream deferred”? Well it gets rehabilitated into a regret that never fades away.  I don’t want to regret, just as I don’t want to love or hate.

 It appears that you have made me do both; because I hate the fact that I actually love you. I wonder if you’re as astounded as I was, when I came to admitting it. Your magnificent influence on poetry has taught me valuable Lessons on fear. There was nothing in life that petrified me, but as I read more and more of your poetry I discovered fear within myself. I discovered that I was scared, because I was afraid to live life as me.

Your poetry touches me in a way that no human being could ever envision. I was petrified to be eccentric to the world.  I don’t want to appear constrained by the lies of life, because Poetry is the truth. Not just to you, but to me and millions of other individuals that are afraid to dream.  Before I acquired your poem “what happens to a dream deferred” I didn’t dream; because I didn’t want to intersect with nightmares.

I didn’t want my dreams as a poet to get deferred. So as I stand now, I take no discouragement for luxury. Those who speak of me in a foul language, or say that I can’t do it; I’ll let my light luster impudently in their face. Magnifying my confidence to pursue my dream; I think it’s only rational for me to do what I love. You know… I once heard a lady quote “as long as I’m doing what I love, I will never work a day in my life”. I don’t know how you would take that, but I toke it resilient to the core. I don’t know why I’m writing you this letter, maybe it’s because I needed a way to release my feelings. Or maybe, it’s because I knew you would be the only one to understand. Knowing that your father didn’t respect you as a poet; makes me feel better on the inside. I know that’s not a moral thing, but it gives me hope to overcome hindrance as you did.

At the beginning of this letter, I didn’t know what I wanted to give or take. As I sit here at this ancient black desk, keys bonded to my fingers. I realize that poetry is more important to me than life itself. Well maybe that’s a little farfetched, but I think you get the memo. You taught me that words are a powerful tool, which only a powerful mind can possess. Dear, Langston Hughes; I’m black; with a nightmare of pursuing my dream. Hyphenating the end of my life, while still attending the beginning of it.

 

Sincerely, Marcus Royster

 

 "3 Word Addiction"

by, Marcus Royster

 --- I Love You---

 Limited Words

by, Marcus Royster

Little words say much, like feelings to a sexual touch. Or a kiss to an emotional rush. Or something as deep as a lonely heart fading to rust.

 What A Party

By, Marcus Royster

I thought the party was for me, but turns out it was for
Your soon to be. A party for two, one not including me.
Damn I ain't know there was an admission to get,
Into your heart; I hoped it was free.
Left all alone, by myself ,
While you turned two into three.
But now a party of
Three, one not including me.
How foolish of me,
Not to see, that you are one of the Ones that never fall for me.
Damn what a party!

 "All You"

By,Marcus Royster

My thoughts are like the wind
That blows through
The trees, altho
Their heavy like the sky
On a cloudy day.
The still flow, especially the thoughts
Of you. I don't like
To see you cry but at the
Same time I do. Just so I can watch
How lucky your tears are.
Oh how I would love
To be your tear drops, I couldn't
ask for anything More
than to be conceived in your heart,
Born in your eyes, live on your
Cheeks; and die on your lips.
I'll be here forever because my
Heart Is holding on, with an
unbreakable Grip.

 

You And Me

By, Marcus Royster

The sound of your voice is electrifying; the smile that is born from your face sends my mind flying. I don’t know what it is when I see you, but if I’m not dreaming then I’m dying. All I want to do is hold you, but I’m afraid that your touch may be too much. Astounded by your beauty I’m left no room to lust. As I thrust my heart towards yours, I wait in silent amazement as if I’m waiting for an award. Which is your heart a course; I don’t know what could be worse me falling in love with you, or you never noticing me! I have dreams of us together; what a beautiful couple… you and me. I think it’s a sign from the heavens saying that, we were meant to be.

 

 "Questions"
By, Marcus Royster

I'm starting to think that it's just me, and i don't belong with happiness, that my heart was meant to be a door mat. I couldn't help but love you convocations, and fen 4 your sent like a drug; similar to crack. But the question is, would I Change anything if I could take time back? Would I look at you different, would I try a bit less, would I stop breathing when we're close, so that you could no longer take my breath. Your a criminal in my eyes, due to the fact, that you stole my heart and took my breath. What if we could be together till death do us part, but your a heart away past death. And I'm all alone now. Like dirt to this earth my love will spread to you; and this I vowel. If I had the chance would I not allow my thoughts for you, to stretch beyond a mile. If you fell in love with me, would I wonder how. Would I accept the fact that you love me, would i ask if i am worth your time, or am I worthless to a million like dime.

 

“I CRY”

By, Marcus Royster

I appear as a man, I’m easy to count on, and I’m here to stand. You can look into my eyes and never come to realize, but sometimes I cry. The tears can appear to be sweet, but on the inside pain is what it appears to be. Sometimes I cry and the pain rolls down my face as smooth, as leather. I realize that what I realize is just for a moment, because nothing is forever. As I feel the winds chill, my tears worm me like summer weather. I cry as I pick up pieces of my life, trying to put them back together, I truly love myself, but never; do I feel it.

There is a whole inside of me, and I use my tears to fill it, turn on the light and there is a dark side of me, wait for my words to kill it. Open your eyes life is deeper than the deep blue sea, imagine a little, and you’ll see things only dreamers see. Look for the crying soul; and there you will find me.

 Because I cry, I cry until I feel pain in my eye. I cry until there are no tears left. I cry until I’m left with less than A inch of breath. So don’t assume I’m happy, because I cry until I commit theft; end up paying the price, for TAKING my own life. I know I’m a man, but sometimes I cry.

 

 

“WITH-IN”

By, Marcus Royster

Emotions with-in,  causing tears from the heart, and pain from the eyes. Don’t want to hear the truth but sick of the lies. In a dead relationship, surprised you survived. You always had the truth, but didn’t know because you were blinded by the lies.

 Despised all the times you cried, adversary with your-self  deep inside.   Afraid to love, because you been hurt to many times, or is it the pride that you let lay deep in-side, causing you to commit mental crimes.

Emotions with-in, fighting the stress hoping to lose, because you’re afraid to win. Your mind operating like a recycling bin, keeping all of the pain that was caused, so you can turn it into something new; and use it again. Facing the world’s problems, but the real trouble comes from with-in.    

 

 "Cry me a River"  by, Marcus Royster 

      My heart is gone with the wind, the pain is undesirable, almost impossible to explain, i might as well have my heart to a open flame, my mind is hard to train, " cry me a river" as i ball up and shiver, im gone i don't even see my self in the mirror. "cry me a river" i remember when tears came non stop, i prayed good things on every drop, i felt like i was on the bottom but there was no top. "cry me a river" ima cry in-till time stops.


 

ALL I CAN'T SAY

Author: B.K. + A.G.

There are so many words I cannot say, 
when I look into your eyes.
I want to be able to tell you one day,
but I'm left speechless every time that I try.

You must have stumbled across the key,
and discovered so much more.
You found a hidden place in me,
you found my heart and opened the door.
And I cried in pain
of losing my dear friend.

Will it ever be the same again?
If it passes will it be the end?
I realized it was worth so much,
as I lie in bed that night.
So I allowed my soul to be touched,
without even putting up a fight.
Are my eyes deceiving me,
when I see you standing there?
Are you playing games,
just to prove I care?

You speak my name in a prelude,
in a reference to love,
with such loving attitude,
as if it were a message from above.
With the palms of your hands
pressed firmly against mine,
a white doves lands,
and the sun begins to shine.

Someday I will see,
though that day has not come yet.
You'll say you love me,
but will you ever forget?
If that happens and my spirit dies,
if my emotions drop,
will you want to hold me when I cry?
Or will the love just suddenly stop?
We can't expect to fall in love and never cry.

You'll stay and play your part,
but after the beauty starts to die,
will your footprints still be on my heart?
Though it would be hard to say goodbye,
your friend I'll always be,
as long as we always try,
to keep the friendship between you and me.

The letter I will not send
will casually inquire,
how could you have brought it to an end?
I was your one desire.
After this life is over,
you'll be one person I know I'll miss.

It'll be too late to start over,
and so I leave you with this...
I'll hold you for a lifetime,
if you'll just hold my hand.
We could have a wonderful time,
in the days we have not yet planned.
 

All i cant say

 by, Marcus Royster

Theres so many word i cant say, when i look in your eyes maybe you'll reject me and shatter all my pride each day my love grows stronger but i want let you know, cause there's way to much behind my smile i can never show, I'd hold you for a life time if you take my hand, I'll love you like no other but you don't understand. every time i see you your holding on to him and the pain cuts like a dagger, making wounds that never cure, so I'll dream of us together and how it could be, and ill keep the real love you could of had with me, i guess your fake and blind, cause there's a real man standing here that you just can't see.

FOREVER

Author: Megan K.

Forever takes me by a minute, 
While I’m here with you.
I’m falling even more in love,
With everything you do.

Hold me in your arms,
Look deep into my eyes,
Don’t turn away and let me go,
Don’t ever tell me lies.

I swear I’ll never loose you,
In my arms I’ll always hold.
I’ll never let you slip away,
And leave nothing left untold.

There aren’t enough hours,
In each passing day,
To find all the words,
I wish I could say.

Your kiss will last forever,
Your touch forever warm.
You’ll guide me to the sunlight,
And shield me from the storm.

This is what I’m saying,
With everything that’s true,
I swear on my life,
That I really do love you.

 super man by, Marcus royster 

 I want to look in your eyes, until you realize that your worth more than any prize, and i would love to have you by my side.i want to be your super man,give you every and any thing no other dude can. i promis all you have to do is take my hand, and i'll lead you to my promis land. i want to hold you, keep you worm, protect you from the storm, let it rain cause our love is our drain. i'll take a bullet for you sence they say love is full of pain, i cant stop thinking about you, its like your name is stained in my brain, and when i cant see you it's like i go insaine, and when im with you my mind is like a target a thousand feet away, to far to rang, baby what im spitting is love, im grown up, i dont play games.


Forever  by, Marcus royster 

The love i have for you will never go away, i can tell you every thing and still have a lot to say. forever ill think about you, its forever ill dream of you, its never ill deceive you and, ill always believed you. forever i shall need you, forever i will please you, forever ill be here to comfort you. when i look into your eyes i see more than just you, i see a beautiful girl, full of passion and mind, some one that has true love growing down her spine, some one that has a heart connected with mine. forever i will know you, forever i will love you, forever i will show you what i feel for you, forever i will be yours and you will be mine, and forever will be forever until the end of time. 

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                 

 

"As love calls"

by. Marcus Royster

 As the sun comes up; and goes down, as the moon rises and fall; love calls. I try to listen, but it's like my ears are missing, it calls but i can't hear nothing. My life shot up like a volcano erupting.

Love calls as i crawl on all fours like a dog with his paws, scratching at life like Freddy with his claws. Life has a big silence let's  take a pause ---------------------

As love calls i want to love you with passion, i love you so much; to the point you cant imagine. I want to bathe you with my tears, and get Rid of all your fears. Girl i have  sickness, and your heart is the only cure.

when i look into your eyes i see a soul full of joy; and life, your beauty is powerful and full of light. My days was dark with a cloud, until you came with the sun, and made it bright. As love calls, i'm falling for you, like no wind beneath a kite.

 

"River full of pain"

by, Marcus Royster

 Playing with a man's emotions, because she's scared of her owns. Hindrance building up from her child hood home, trying to love her, but its like her love is gone. Its like a lightning bolt is resting in her heart; electricfying her life, and ripping her heart apart.

   You can hold her hand, and feel the river full of pain. You can touch her skin and feel the beat of the damaged veins. Holding in all of her tears, witch is causing her to drown in a river full of pain.

 I know she's scared to love, and Her life is full of problems. But i'm here to hold her hand, and swim through a river of pain. She doesn't have to worry about the problems, keep me in her life, and i'll be here forever to solve them.

 

 

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