Cossett's Poems

Friday, April 1, 2005

Love and Hate How thin the line of love and hate. Love can disguise hide, Be unkind in manners and words. Like the butterfly before its birth, Forming under a shell hideous to the eye, But inside there’s beauty. Growing colors in its wings until its readiness to fly. It is those we push to the side,... Sign in to see full entry.

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Aura of Heaven

Aura Of Heaven How divine the melody of our music, Played when we unite. All seeming to fade, Existing just you and I, Under the gleaming of the moonlight. An aura of heaven, You are decorative of my night. Connecting in depth, Fulfilling my insides. What joy you bring to my life. Delightful the... Sign in to see full entry.

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Humane How we undermine the world through the eyes of one. A story untold unrevealed in each we cross, Fall silent without seeing the need to speak, Say hello care to know their pain, their grief. How crude, how cold. We ignore our sister and brother. Learning not the calming of a smile, The healing... Sign in to see full entry.

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El Amor

El Amor Hay quien dice, El amor es solo espina de flor, Que inca, lastima, causa dolor. Viste de blanco, Así traicionando con su bello resplandor. Hay quien cierra las compuertas del corazón. Callan el ansia, la emoción, Que toca y toca en ritmo, Y aun no escuchan la letra de su canción. Hay quien... Sign in to see full entry.

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Repressed A memory I repressed, Too painful traumatic. My mind could not allow the shock, Preferred not knowing, Throwing it in the cell of my head. Placed a permanent lock. But I hear the screaming of the secret inside. The pounding on the wall. The heat rising, Wanting to come out, Be known be... Sign in to see full entry.

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My Tormentor

My Tormentor Let me write to you, My tormentor. Again your memory rose in my head. The vision of it all, What my mind could take. With a word one spoke, The memory rewove, Flushing my face red. How did you think I would not know? The nights you crept into my bed, Toke away my sleep, Left your stain... Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, March 6, 2004

Institutionalized

Institutionalized Physical walls are now my bind, Another phase to commemorate, Store more unpleasantness in the place of the heart. Institutionalized here, Awaiting the commence of some comprehension of life, Ability to reason the whys of roads intertwined. Living plagued by ironies, Like that of... Sign in to see full entry.

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