Hidden Words

Hidden Words

A Poem by Aneto
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More raw/unrefined poetry. Alternate title: (_ _ _ _ ~ _ _ _ _)

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Panting, breathless, I rest up in a tree
High above the stress and pressure chasing after me
My glasses fogged are sliding down my sleek and sweaty nose
And how long will I stay up here? nO onE knowS

Feet are bare for better grip
The bark a stark reality
Scraping sears, but they don't slip
As I ascend into the tree
The flame of heat from scratched-up skin
It warms my arms and feet
I find a crook to nestle in
Pretending it's a comfy seat

I pause and stop to breathe again
I'm safe from all below
Alone at last, with peace within
Unlike a moment ago
I know I'll have to go back soon
But soon can wait a minute yet
I turn my eyes toward the moon
Which shined as bright when first we met

I wished upon that moon, y'know
A few short years ago
A wink received, no yes or no
A year before the Answer would show
Beside the moon, I see a star
Gleaming brightly from afar
I tried to touch it once, you see
And yet its gleam was not for me

Nighttime branches silhouette
Their shapes upon the clouds above
"No" preempts the phrase "Not Yet"
And blossoms bear no seeds for love

And yet, and yet, and yet, and yet...
The story isn't over yet
For all things shall be well, my friend
If all ain't well, it ain't the end
The path ahead can any know?
The way is dark with gloomy glow
But who can say, when morning dawns
If yet, Perhaps, we'll find our fawns

I want to let these feelings go
Please leave me here to rest in peace
Yet such a death is worse, I know
So pent up hope has no release
Bravery, a tricky word
The story's end it cannot tell
It leads us, calling fears absurd
To meet our maker, heaven, or hell

Laughter in a subtle smirk
How could I despise its touch
Whether found in play or work
Could there ever be too much?
Life is hard, but life is good
Writing poems helps me vent
Words are words and blah-blah-bluud
Tannahooshie cumberdend

If I wrote with words unspoken
Would my meaning come across?
Curiosity awoken
Only Time would be the loss...

Haka mooshaviernagog
Gimmen napareane
Fazthimon untierilog
Kama semprileen

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I miss you, honestly I do
I promise, for I know it's true
I find it hard to carry on
I doubt I'll ever see the dawn
I flinch at shadows of the light
Laughter, love, and smiles bright
I find it hard to enter in
And join the glowing hearts within
I find a solace in the dark
The chilling cold, the empty park
I wish my life were not this way
And yet I have but little say
I pray to God my soul to keep
As here I graze, a wandering sheep
Breathing slowly, settled down
My face is bent into a frown
I'll never publish such raw words
Of that the world can be assured
But God my Savior sees me here
When I feel far, I know He's near
And He protects my wounded soul
The one I doubt will ever feel whole
I'm out of words, I hate this place
Nothing will bring joy to my face
Jesus Christ, the Son of God
My only hope, His staff and rod
So strike me, Lord, for wounds from friends
Leave marks of care when stinging ends
I beckon love, embracing pain
Let wrathful clouds bring comfort's rain
This anguish lingers on and on
I doubt I'll ever find it gone
Seething anger boils inside
Could heat like this purify your bride?
How do I carry on, oh Lord?
How do I get to where all is restored?
I'm done-y done, can't take this fight
Can't quite believe I'll be alright
Cease and desist, it's far too much
The pressure breaks hope's fleeting crutch
I'm lost and alone, dying inside
See all the years of tears I've cried?
Stop it, God! Just stop this game!
I'm singed and burned by satan's flame
How long will you let me rotisserie
Upon the spit of agony
Glegh is how I feel right now
There's nothing I can do but bow
Surrendering all I am again
Praying for your peace within
I hate it, God, and it hates me
I'm back where darkness haunts the free
I'm tired, sad, and full of ash
I feel like garbage, gross like trash
Take my zombie-pigman me
And make me who you want me to be
What everyone around me sees
Is far from what I am beneath
Gleghy gleghy glooby glog
Slishy sloggy sloopy slog

© 2024 Aneto


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Added on February 23, 2024
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Aneto
Aneto

Huntsville, AL



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