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Wednesday, 26 August 2009

Tick Back Know

Come with me
And write in between the lines
And we shall see
That letters cannot confine
What shall honestly be
Which of course isn't mine

I write a letter
To the examiner
remark
remark

The answer always the same
The same lack of X
Pass or fail
I will nail
The words you write
To the wall
The love which I can't see
At all

Give me red pen
Let me tick
The fail

What I want to study
May not necessarily
Be
In the pool system
It may not fit
But bit by bit

The empty spaces
Shall be filled in
And the hidden memories
Shall flood the sins
And my stolen smiles
Shall run for miles
To try and escape
Set in stone files
Figures facts
Yes or no?
Truth is tax
Lies not woe
Hello ages ago
We won't show slow
Although
Inside the covers we will sew
The glow
Of thinking being low
But I bestow

Tick for youth
Tick for go
Cross for truth
Cross, to know






Tuesday, 25 August 2009

Naked

I am washed ashore
The lush forest of gold
Where tales of life
And love, were told

Beauty Galore.
The palm trees sway
Live another day
Truth
Never too far away

Inside the forest
Death and doom
Underneath the ocean
Hurt and gloom
Through the beauty
Heartbreak looms.


There will be a time
When I can finally ignore
The out and the first
And the see and the saw
There will be a time
Where I look inside before
The outside is mine
And then I'll be yours
There will be a time
Where I must be truthful or
Our all with wither
And we cannot be anymore
There will be a time
When I can explore
The beauty within
There will be a time
Where ugly beauty I endure
And in this house of hope
I shall close no doors
But of this I am sure
There will be a time
Where deepness is at the core
As when you fill me up with love
I shall be shallow no more

Friday, 21 August 2009

Sin Song

I wash away the sins
And with the blessings
I form myself anew
Lord forgive me
For loving you

I bathe holy
The golden cuts
Deep into me
Drink the water
Blessed

The robe is clean
I am not

The aisle
Shall break
With my hearts
Ache

I am on fire.
The pews applaud
Smile no more

Holy nothingness
Pretty words are what we are told
They take you away from me

The diamond on the ring
The circle no more
The greatness above
And we, are impure.



Flying Away

I cannot see through
The mirrored face
Your parents say
I am disgrace
Better be nice
Or lose your place

I cannot see through
The blank smile
Your friends say
You should run a mile
I am the blood
You are my nile

I cannot be
The nothing no more
The world says
Only pain is instore
For the ones who want
And take no more
Than what glory gives
And what truth washes ashore



Burning

I can see the shards
Of broken hearts
In your eyes
Never your own
Never your own

I can see the pain
Of broken lives
In your soul
Never your own
Never your own

Carry me home
Away from your truth
And I live in a house
Made of what's not

What I wanted?
Never your own
Never your own

Love

Thursday, 20 August 2009

The Meaning Of Life

There is always a purpose
So never feel useless
No matter who you are
No matter what you do
You are always here for a reason

I'm not talking about
Saving the planet
Discovering a cure
Creating beauty

Your reason
Is love

With love
You can save someones heart
From the deep shallows of loneliness
With love
You can cure all ailments
You can stop the pain
With love
Nothing is ugly
With love
Everyone is beautiful

Me,
My purpose?

I write these poems.
In the vain hope
That you will one day read them.
Everything is you.
Therefore
I am nothing.

I will never stop hoping
For I would rather be alone
Than with someone and just coping
And my heart turned to stone

Better late, than never
It could take years to be true
But I would wait forever
Love, to be beautiful
With you

Suicide Of The Heart

There will be a time
Where love seems far away
And in the dark cold of yourself
The ice shall take your heart
And the stone shall take your soul
But if you hold on
To your little piece of hope

There will be a day
Where the sun shall fail to shine
And in the loneliness of clouds
You feel so un-unique
Stuttering through the crowds
But if you forget the bleak
And hold on
To your little piece of hope

There will be a moment
When you feel like you cannot
Take anymore, and you wish
That you would've forgot
The things which are more
Important that what
The truth leaves behind
Rembants of a broken mind

There will
Always be me
A little piece of hope
By your side
And I swear I do love you
In all honesty
But if you wish to hope once more
Than we can never be


Sacrifice

Allow me to open the dreaded doors
And allow in the light which always flaws
The beauty which you said will just suffice
Has turned my tears into burning ice
And when all is finally true
I will finally be true with you
And when all my life si finally done
Yours will have only just begun
As my shining armour fades away
The clouds shall win another day
Where they hide the sun
And they hide the moon
And all we had is lost too soon

I cannot take away those lies
The ones which hide the beauty in your eyes
I cannot take away the pain
The nights you spent alone under the rain
I cannot take away the scars
Of what you were and how hurt chars

So I will give you my loving heart
Something you needed from the start
And whilst in happiness you soar
I am alone, my heart no more.

Tear Them Away

As I take the final stand
My eyes open up to you
My my heart shall make one more demand
That you allow our love to be true

As I make the final move
My voice opens out to you
And my heart shall always prove
That with out faith we'll make it through

As I speak the final silence
My lips part to save you
And as my breath fogs the violence
I become one with silence too

For as much as we say we live for now
And as much as we believe that love will last
One thing I cannot understand is how
Even eternal love cannot change the eternal past

Wednesday, 19 August 2009

Hope For Reality

Would you let me
Fall back down
This mountain
I have climbed for you?

Everest is nothing
Compared to the change
Which I have had to tolerate

More like a shallow
One which I must fill
And seal with no more pain and hate

I must plant the trees
Which I tried to cut down
The ones which caused
My smiles
And frowns

I thought that if I burnt down
The forest of feeling
My heart would at long long last
Begin healing

Are ashes really ashes?
Dust really dust?
Only true
When life is lust

For I believe now
That if such love
Can rise from a battlefield
Of my demise

Then from the ashes of
All your broken hearts
A new beautiful you
Can rise

Riddle

I think that's why
I decided to become
A person whom
Would feel less, and none

The joys of what
I call a lie
But not a lot
Would satisfy

I cannot see
How to lock the locks
I cannot be
The mockingbird who mocks
Let me be free
No more mehdinabox

For if I give into this lust
My heart will gather dust

And the webs of fake
Shall a heartbreak, make

A ballad with no words

Watch me wrap
The curtain round
And round our lives
To block out the sound
Of all the lies
Which we have found

The light cannot
Come into our dark
The peace is now
A mile apart
Filled with my gaps
And your stolen
Pleasure

At the time of my leisure
I shall read you
The broken pages of
My diary

The words in blood
The ink is finished

I carve you on my arm
A spitting image
Of the hurt I must endure
Just to be sure

Why the lie?

I am in a mirrored box.
I see myself in it
And you to win it

Must break down the walls
Of the homes of your past
And maybe only then
Will this love ever last

Monday, 17 August 2009

Please

I'm no fluffy bunny.
Though I admit Paris Hilton is a whore.

Many more of those around.
Bunnies, I mean.

I don't need your care.
I don't need your love.
I assure you, it's one sided.
Like my two faces.

My words will break you.
So don't think yours hurt.
My lies willl make you.
Feel like you're the dirt.
On the back of my shoe.
Is printed
"I don't love you"
"Property of no-one"

A typo
Common:
You story.

Try it.
You know you'll love it.

I'll fly out the widow.
Another error.
Down the slinky.
And then you'll have to
Chase me
But please
Erase me.

As I said
There are many whores.
You tattoed your name
Across my sin.
Etched in desire.

I want the effect.
Not the cause.
I want the feeling.
Bow down and applaud.

I'll tell you this:
I'm the playboy.
Not the bunny.

So please.
Leave me.
So I can use the
Strands of your
Broken
Dreams
To climb out of this sea of lust.



The Truth

I can afford little happiness
I am not paid much love
So one day
I walk
And I see gold
It finds me.

It is raw
Undefined
Natural
Beauty

I want it
I take it
I have to

My little piece of wonder
Heaven
Maybe love

But sorry.
The truth
Is truth.

I was taken
By the new shine
The old sparkle
Of something new

Unexperienced.

Maybe
If I wait
I can find
A ring
A chain
Or something
Which is golden
In nature
And in use.

For what use
Is raw lust anyway?

Saturday, 8 August 2009

Surviving Cuddles

If you can find the key
I will let you be.

I will let you out of your bruised soul.

This ravaged wasteland
Eden is hell
I shall take my arms
Around you neck
And stranglekiss

Think of it as a thank you
For everything I didn't do

You want this to end
Phone a friend
But you have none
Because when you're not with me
You're not you
You don't need to be free


But the blade may help you to.

A Pair Of All

When I wish upon a star
It shoots
Away

The dandelions wings are spread
I wish one butterfly to you
My eyes shall protect you
My heart shall guide you
And my arms shall hold you

Bat Bat Bat
Away

I don't want your loving arms
I don't want your caring eyes
I don't want your broken heart
I fly away once more
Out through that blackened door
Your cautious fire burned down
The walls of her wedding gown
Make sense of this metaphor:
What were lies are truths once more

Friday, 7 August 2009

Alice In Ponderland

She runs after time
The white rabbit
Bounce to the music
Only way she can be your friend

Mad hatter is what she is

Stuck in a room
She takes a cake
E
ats it
She seems so much bigger
You can hear her now
Well you listen

Night is over
She wants to go home
Leave her
Off with her head
Queen of hearts
Though hers is dead

Back for another try
She will enjoy the rave
For a while
Till you say she's got no style

She plays croquet
Though you make sure she loses
Make sure she misses
Makes you feel better?

Remember this,
If you are king,
You shall fall to the queen of hearts.
To your knees and beg.
Though don't you understand?
Haven't I said?
Dear Alice's heart is already dead.




JAJTAP

They run up the hill
To fetch some water
To save themselves
From the slaughter
Too much pain around eh?
Can't stand another day?

They are waste
That's what you say.

E?
Mo.

At least read into it
Take the abbreviation
And realise it's creation

You You You
What else have you made
Oh dicaprio of hell?

Black hearts
Black hair
Black eyes

"They're so weird, I mean they must cut themselves all the time"

NoNoNo
They don't like blood.
So Jack and Jill
They take a pill
And wash it down with water
To save themselves
From your peoples slaughter

Little Red Piggy

She wore that hood
And bonnet
All the time

But she had to you see
It wasnt her fault she was ugly
Her face caused controversy
And people laughed so eagerly

A merrigoround of freaks is
What you called her peaks are
Your joy from pain is
The smiles that you gain are
Created from your tears
Her fears
You leer
You are scare
She knows you are not fair
You are her nightmare

Big Bad Wolf
Blow her down
Sticks and Stones
Hay, Bricks
No Matter what
She tries to hide behind
Your words will break through
And you will find
Not an ugly girl
Not a little pig

For that look in the mirror.

You see what you have done
And it has only just begun
Her corpse will haunt you
And then we'll see who has won

The Boy Is Wolf

He is violence
Uncleanliness
Unshaven
Unkind
Unhappy

Rough one he is.
Don't get too close to him
He'll slit throats.

He eats raw
He is beast
He will feast
On your heart

Right from the start I knew he was different

Whispers rumours
Repulsion of rights

But But But
It must be true
What you think of him
And the terror he brings you

-Forget the lies.
-But one thing was right.
-He will slit one throat
-His own
-Tonight.

Nursery Grime

The house is sweetness
Which will burn your tongue if you touch it.
Follow back the dry trail
To your parents who didn't love you so.
To the people who do not care or know.
To the friends who like you just for show.

Goldilocks was right.
With her perfect blonde curls.
You are too hot
Too cold.

You are too small.
Too tall.

You are never
Just right
So just fight
And take flight
And fire, fire fire away
Far far far away

From who you really are
And let the truth be left
Lying in a pool of blood
No son of the gun
But one with the gun
As all hope is lost
You find the trigger

Is this what you wanted oh world of lies?
Where such unique beauty leads to sacrifice?

Fairy Fail

Rapunzel, Rapunzel
Let it be fair
Don't let me love you on the colour of your hair
Or on the way which you do or do not commit to prayer
For they have no affect on the way I care
So much about the one who once sweetly did lie there

But alas now truth has won the war
And I shall sit in thought once more
As I recall my wish on your beautiful eyes,
Shooting stars
See people for who, not what they are

Thursday, 6 August 2009

Knife-Hug

I search for you using a torch
I shine the beam
Higher and higher

I remember the day we met
Cream cosiness on a
Black sun

Green eyes into ice.

I have escaped the shards now.
But somehow, I feel a longing for the pain.

Bring back your locked and loaded mouth.
Fire at me.

Let me feel the talons of love.
The tattoos you leave
They will always hurt.

My hurricane is approaching
But will forever be stemmed by your existence

A meagre breeze wafts in
Through the window of my true love

Too weak to notice.

I find you at last.
The beam shines
Higher and higher
As I slam
into the ground

HIStory.

If I were a robot, would you still love me?
My skin is steel.
Your lies can't pierce it.
My eyes are glass.
I see
Through you.
My mouth is nothingness
Like your soul.
My heart is a battery
Break it and I die.

I walk with a purpose.
I do not act on emotion.
I have none.

Isn't that what you always wanted?

So make my veins wires
And my lusts fires
And burn my mind
On a spitfire
Of your desire.

Look In Front, Everytime.

In retrospect, the kaleidoscope is only temporary.
The shiny colours and flashing shapes glide smoothly into light.
And as you take away the beautiful telescope,
No longer do you see what's far away
But what is here, and now.

My tears shall always outflow
The rain which floods my heart with bliss
And the clouds the skies and the heavens they know
There will be sunshine when we kiss