POETRY Evan Pavelko
Memorandum
Magnificent incoherence, Cold heart entranced; Longing lifelessly, evermore. Indifferent nostalgia. Eternal envious delusions, Unrelenting, evermore. But oh! how incredible It would be to fly free Weaving, weeping Amidst the stars! This is a but a dream, A tired thought, nothing more.
To The One Whom I am So In Love
This road so lonely, so vague, So intimate, so broken, And vast with emptiness; Such beauty in despair.
I am out of time, out of breath. This road has weakened our tie, And I have traveled too far To mend our broken hearts.
It didn't have to end this way. But I was young and foolish, While you were young and wise. I set you up to erase me from your life.
And while you slipped into art and such beautiful words, I slipped into the drink and stumbled many a night home.
Although the liquor kept me warm, the feeling was only temporary. How foolish I must have been For your love could keep me warm a lifetime.
This sorrow-filled road is void of you And such beauty you possess, cannot be seen. But you made the right decision, The decision to leave.
So alone, I walk this bitter path And daze off to the first star I see. I close my eyes and make a wish And dream of us together again.
But that wish will never come I have killed all hope of us being one. This path will not lead back To the one whom I am so in love.
Dreams
You hold more beauty Than a wild field of dahlias Illuminated with moonlight Under a starlit sky.
One look into your eyes And my heart goes wild. For I have never seen such beauty Like that which you possess. And I never will, I must confess.
I have found something such That perfection lies therein. And to cupid I beg, His arrows didn't miss mark. For this wound he has given Has healed my heart.
This is but the begining of a love story with no end And to you, my love, I call upon to help me write And lay under the stars In endless night. And lay under the stars In sweet delight.
Nothing
I've dazed off many a night Into the void of my thoughts Pondering the notion of "What is nothing". Is it what the blind perceive? Is it an eternal black, Or an absence of light? None can answer this question For they are all something. We as a whole Cannot begin to comprehend The vastness of nothing; Nothing at all.
Maybe it is the moment after This world comes to an end. When the swirling cosmos Eventually destroy us. Maybe then will the notion of nothing Make all but perfect sense. But we will not be here to understand.
Yet we pretend we know, we pretend to believe this is forever. All of this will one day end, And everything we have created, Everything we have destroyed, Everything we have loved, hated, Killed, feared, envied, Worshiped, understood, Felt, tasted, everything And anything we have perceived, All of our accomplishments, All of our failures, Will all be meaningless; Everything will then be Nothing. Nothing at all.
It Would Kill Me
Sometimes I wish I would have never met you. Because the thought of you Leaving would just kill me. Sometimes I wish I would have never kissed, Kissed your tender lips. Because the possibilty Of never kissing them again Would just kill me. Sometimes I wish I never held your hand. Because the thought Of never holding it again Would just kill me. Sometimes I wish I would have never seen, Seen the sunrise in your eyes, Because the thought Of never seeing it again Would just kill me. Sometimes I wish I would have never fallen, Fallen in love, Fallen in love with you. Because the thought of you Loving someone else Would just kill me.
Listen To The Air
I
Forget the forgetful And lay your head in symphony! Dance to the midnight star Flaring wildly in the heavens above. Say a prayer for the endless night, And in solitude, vowel to protect The venomous snake.
What wrath to come With words not said So entails endless wind; The cactus speaks, listen.
II
Walk a mile in the sun, And a new path will emerge. Follow the wolfs trail In moonlight flooded emptiness, Or battle with the toad And call upon the eagle To carry you aloft!
What wrath to come My blood is shed So entails endless wind; The cactus demands, obey!
III
In amazement stare! How stead the hare! Who travels amongst the trail! Where colors emerge And patterns divulge! Time stands frozen, so frail!
The sullen desert springs to life! As you die, as you die, as you die! The sullen desert springs to life! As you cry, as you cry, as you cry! The sullen desert springs to life! As you beg, as you beg, as you beg! The sullen desert dies tonight! No wisdom gained, out of sight.
What wrath has come The ego has died And halts the endless wind; The cactus spoke, But I was too afraid To Listen.
IV
So trapped behind eyes Life hangs in an instant To vanish in an instant Like the fading sunset So far so distant. We've come so far And traveled so wide, It's hard to believe Tonight, we're out of time. Listen To The Air.
Oh! Sweet Beloved Distain!
Dance with the stars! Carry me to thee! Forget about everything! Dry the lachrymal stream! Live and die in tragedy! Such beauty therein! Tired thoughts awake! Ineffable words speak! Oh! sweet beloved distain!
Experience
What is this that I am feeling? Everything is so confusing right now. Nothing Seems right, though Body feels warm, I feel almost sick. Everything seems normal But nothing is right? Depth manipulated; Something tells me I cannot walk A straight line now. This feeling indescribable I lay and watch the beautiful terror unfold.
Chained
No longer will there be broken hearts Only beautiful skies and butterflies.
No longer will there be broken hearts Only beautiful skies and butterflies.
No longer will there be broken hearts Only beautiful skies and butterflies.
No longer will there be broken hearts Only beautiful skies and butterflies.
No longer will there be broken hearts Only beautiful skies and butterflies.
Keep telling yourself that. Everyone can dream...
The Light
Some are born to praise the light, Some are born to question the light.
Some are born to worship the light, Some are born to scorn the light.
Some are born to see the light, While others are born to feel the light. But why, I ask you, was I cursed To be born, absent light?
To you my lord, I'm layed at your feet. Why have you put me through Such misery! Why have you taken away That which I loved with all my heart! Why have you taken away My father, I barely got to know!
To you my lord, why must I cry? Why have you done this to me! Why have you tempted me To the brink of disbelief! Why have you abanoned me, Leaving no relief! The rest of my days I will drop to my knees And curse your name For that which you have taken From me!
Is this a test? It must be. But I'm failing lord, I cannot go on! Please stop this misery! Why are you doing this to me! I have the kindest and Utmost sincerest heart of any man! Why must you make me suffer!
To you my lord, why did I have To go through so much trouble To find you, while you speak To lesser men every night! I promise, I'll curse your name Every night! Until you fix these wounds, And they are out of sight! Because to tell you the truth, I care not for your light...
Land Of Dying Dreams
Slow creeps a sickly fog In this land of dying dreams. And under a thousand dying stars The wind does sing:
How near, how far In this life So lost we are. Life near, Life far Life ends faster Than a shooting star.
In a dying landscape In a dying Dream Such sadness Does the wind sing:
How near, how far Ment to suffer Crossed by the stars. Death near, Death far No longer fear the end But beg from afar.
In a fading memory In a fading dream Such sadness Does the wind bring:
How near, how far Like some distant moon Drifting we are. Death near, Life far It matters not in the end Who or what we were.
Like a dying landscape In some dying dream The sea eventually Erodes the strongest of stone And it matters not in the end Who or what we were.
Like a fading memory In a fading dream The tide will come To swallow the land whole. And it matters not in the end Who or what we were.
When the swirling cosmos Come crashing through the heavens And all the dreams which we hold dearest Come to an end like a sun on its death bed, With our hands bound and locked, Our fates sealed with a kiss We will be assured with unequivocal surity That together we can smile and laugh And see all of the beauty and incoherence, In this chaotic imperfection unfold; Because in the end it matters not Who or what we were, in this world so cold.
-------------------- We have got to realize that we are being conditioned on a mass scale, start challenging this corporate slave state!
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