#1
Hello! I'm Matt from Denmark, and I've always had a urge to write poetry, especially as lyrics in my music (my favourite lyricist and biggest influence is Steven Wilson of Blackfield/Porcupine Tree, and it probably shows).. However I have never been able to complete more than a few lines, rhymes or sentences... Before this december anyways! After the breakup between my gf and I, I have been brimming with inspiration, and not just for poetry regarding breakups, luckily

Enough about me, I should let the poetry talk for itself. Comments and constructive criticism is very appreciated!

EDIT: If this type of topic is against the rules, please remove it and I shall start posting a piece each week instead

Afterword

So you went and did it
So you finally had enough
So you turned your face away
So you cut all contact off

Sleeping a dreamless sleep
Just want to be a photograph

So I must accept it
So I blame it all on me
So I understand it all
So I can't relearn to see

Sleeping a painless sleep
An old and wrinkled photograph

So these hands are trembling
So these pills don't work anymore
So these smiles are crumbling
So these eyes are dry and sore

Sleeping a hopeless sleep
In your pocket, die and dream


Orchid

I left my orchid in autumn's rain,
hoping she would grow for the spring,
I would nurture and love her, never a petal oversee,
should we together the winter overwin

Four weeks since winds of autumn left,
my orchid is still of her beauty,
but I am not complete, not yet I can take her,
still I don't feel I am ready

Now resting with her, in the gardens grasp,
the snow is an ordeal, her leaves must endure,
the palest, tranquil cloak of cold,
if really she loves me, I must be sure

When spring comes, together we will walk,
towards the sunrise, in paradise forever
the perfect world where I can live,
as beautiful as her

...


The spring has now come
the snow is now gone,
and with its purity,
I sit, restless in the sun

But no warmth strikes my face,
no light sparks my eye,
no blood flows my veins,
faithfully left her to die

Lived in the future, forgot to be here
when I look back, I only see my smiles,
I looked to far, I had seen it all
but I never saw the tears in her eyes

When I look at you now,
face turned away from me,
I cry for the beauty,
that I never learned to see.


Driftwood (cowritten by my good friend and drummer)

Longing eyes glance at the fading sunset
a secluded island, a reclusive man
Everywhere he looks, dark water spreads
his healthy feet have nowhere to go
her beautiful lips had nothing to say

The candle is burning down before him
longing after driftwood
her face, once so close is fading
longing after driftwood

Thoughts in the sand, washed away by a wave
The only way back is unpleasant and long
one shortcut offers itself, swift transit
as sand stings his eye, he frowns at the night
Decide now, quickly, soon comes the tide

The dream is burning down before him
Scouting after driftwood
Her voice, once so close is fading
scouting after driftwood

"I watched the sun crash into the sea
now it calls me out - it beckons me
the stars stand still, no doubt in my mind
it's finally time to seek whats behind"

Deeper and deeper, searching for driftwood
Longer and longer, hoping for driftwood
Colder and colder, feeling for driftwood
Number and number, sifting through driftwood


A missing piece

Slurred voices from a distant room
Silence drowns and leaves a hole
Putting an ear to the cold brick wall
Sharing their misery, to them unknown

If I stay, I'll be intruding
If I leave, I'll seem so careless
So I'll just linger in the doorway
Eavesdrop my wonderful nausea
Rather this than chasing silhouettes

A heart was waiting to be found
but time was scarce, and not to spare
A body was wanting to come alive
and just get out of that grey house

If I stay, I'll be intruding
If I leave, I'll seem so careless
So I'll just linger in the doorway
Eavesdrop my wonderful nausea
Rather this than chasing silhouettes

But in the presence of love and life
he sighed a final time and smiled
so gravely expected, and yet so sudden
an ending theme, so scaringly picturesque

If I stay, I'll be intruding
If I leave, I'll seem so careless
So I'll just linger in the doorway
Eavesdrop my wonderful nausea
Rather this than chasing silhouettes

His harvest moon, so bright and so clear
Came way too soon, left us all alone here


Old promises

Did you forget what you promised?
To never feel the sting of shame
Why did you cut out your face of our pictures?
Why did you feed this dormant flame?

An oath to never resent the past
we always knew the end was there
sought comfort in the hardest vow
a nagging thought throughout these years

When this ink stains your fingers
Just wash it all away
And take this thought for what it is
In residue portray

But now it's time to keep a word
Forget our pride, accept our fall
Look forward, but never forget our time
when I'm over this, I might just give you a call

Well, I guess I should be thankful
Leaving you now is so much more light
no tearfelt goodbye, out of a movie screen
But I can't help but resent this despite

When this ink stains your fingers
Just wash it all away
And take this thought for what it is
In residue portray

When this love stains that heart of yours
Just wash it all away
And take this wish for what it is
In aged skin portray
Last edited by xFilth at Dec 28, 2009,
#2
Frozen Eyes

I remember those frozen eyes
shining so brightly, took me astray
and even the warmest summer in France
couldn't make the frozen eyes go away

I remember those frozen eyes
could warm me on the coldest day
and even my longest and deepest kisses
couldn't make the frozen eyes go away

I remember those frozen eyes
always a reason to make me stay
and even the smoke from a fuming cigar
couldn't make the frozen eyes go away

I remember those frozen eyes
kept my world from fading to grey
and even my tears, my doubts and my fears
couldn't make the frozen eyes go away

I remember those frozen eyes
and recall a figure, born from clay
and even now, when the figure has broken
the frozen eyes will never go away


Closure

You brought me finality today,
a needle with transparent liquid
And after the shortest sting of pain,
the weirdest sensation of feeling alright

A vacancy inside my heart
I ached for you to fill it
But then I suddenly realize,
you're not the one to mend me

Saw myself through your eyes today
expected a hollow and withered shell
But through the colour of rusted sand
a smile of relief just wouldn't fade

A vacancy inside my heart
I ached for you to fill it
But then I suddenly realize,
you're not the one to mend me

I take a step out over the edge
that I've been standing at since last friday
And as I fall towards the ground,
it occurs to me how easy it is

To fly away, through the clear, blue sky
To be okay, and just be me for a while

Fly away, through the clear, blue sky
Be okay, and just be me for a while


That's what I have for now All written throughout the last 10 days
Last edited by xFilth at Dec 28, 2009,