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Poems from The dark....(There's more poems of mine To read,Below)

23:04 Aug 17 2010
Times Read: 552






-Allegory



-Alone



-Inside of Me



-MeTal Man



-The Trek Beam



-Alone in The Dark



-The Summer SeTs



- B.O.A. The Snake Song



-Broken



-The Never Ending LighT



-Power



-Aquarius HearT









Look inside yourself Tell me whaT you see look inside of me Tell me where you oughTa be I need someone To hold me in I need your love again and again.



By Bryan Eric Solomon



Come and see me i've been so lonely I goT no woman or girl by me I need a girl To seT my love free like an ever disbursing sea you could show me someThing new buT i'll Take The lead,like rooTs To a Tree.



By Bryan Eric Solomon



Don'T push me in a corner like a cornerd animal because you mighT noT like whaT you hear Trying To alTer my decisions,opinions,my life wiTh whaT you Think my weakness is by sending in a preTTy face a preTTy smile a walking alTeraTion To Try To change my mind Telling me Through acTions noT wordsyou don'T wanT This because you won'T geT ThaT Telling me Through mind signals ThaT people wiTh male geniTalia have pussies you have someThing To say use ThaT hole in The lower parT of your head above your chin and say whaT's on your mind.



By Bryan Eric Solomon



I'm noT your RoboT your do whaT man,your salesman for free or your buying man for no money I give you whaT you wanT buT do you give me I'll Tell you I'm noT your punching bag or darT board To Throw your shiT on me.



By Bryan Eric Solomon



SomeTimes I wish I could be direcTly summoned To where I wanT To go or be like some sTar Trek movie,now beam me up beam me To There direcTly.



By Bryan Eric Solomon



Alone in a dark room while your ships are coming aT me I need a girl from The end of The world To This parT of The sea you Think you can Tell me whaT To do and try To Tell me everyThing is True while your Trying To fill someone ealses shoes lonely am I like The moon in The sky a bird ThaT can noT fly,buT you can noT see ThaT i'am on The rise.



By Bryan Eric Solomon



The summer seTs To The fall,WhaT will iT bring? because The summer seTs,because The summer falls,will The sun raise The same aT all? will fall seT in like The summer begins?



By Bryan Eric Solomon





Alone in The dark is where I go,I call iT my liTTle hole inside There I can block ouT all.



By Bryan Eric Solomon



My hearT is like a cup waiTing To be filled one To many Times iT has been spilled shaTTered like a mirror onTo The floor.



By Bryan Eric Solomon



I waiT for The nighT The day is never ending my eyes are closed like a coffin The room is dark The drapes lie low The lighTs are like daggers coming Through.



By Bryan Eric Solomon



I never end I only begin you can'T sTop whaT comes from wiThin my mind is like a never ending sTream you can'T you can'T Take away my dreams,I can only be myself.



By Bryan Eric Solomon



I need The love of The righT girl TonighT I need for you To Tell me whaT's on your mind I Tell you my words, show me ah sign leT me know ah goodTime make my hearT feel jusT fine There's noThing you can say To make my love go away,disappear,I can noT resisT PersisTence of love ThaT I need make me feel someThing ThaT I haven'T felT before,someThing I can adore someThing To make my pain,never again,never again.



By Bryan Eric Solomon







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LacyLashes
LacyLashes
20:44 Jun 24 2011

interesting style





 

Visions Of ThoughT....(I have more poems To,beneaTh,and more To come))

03:20 Aug 15 2010
Times Read: 589


- The Rain runs from The sky



- Sucker Punch



- The PainTress



- The Vision





The rain comes Through,from The sky onTo you,each drop hides The day,dark clouds like my mind,drops like my eyes,helps me disguise,The Turn of Time,The rain can be gentle,or iT could make you sigh.



By Bryan Eric Solomon





Some say i'm To cool some people misTake me for a fool some quesTion whaT i'm abouT some don'T know how To sTay off my cloud some people Think I wear my hearT on my sleeve some people Think ThaT i'm begging on my knees some people don'T see whaT I mean some people are jusT To hard To please and some are jusT To much forn me.some mighT call you heavy or To Tinny some mighT call ya ugly or To preTTy.some of The worsT geT There chance and some of The besT never geT a glance some are picked firsT and some are picked lasT some are here To sTay and some burn ouT fasT Some forgeT you To quick and some your an imprinT There's some who jusT don'T quiT and some people forgeT your name and some people Tell you ThaT iT's all The same.



By Bryan Eric Solomon





She siTs in a room full of painTings her smile is as brighT as The brush she painTs wiTh,from wiThin,There's sad liTTle girls and girls wiTh birds on There shoulders,she sTrokes my mind like a canvas.



By Bryan Eric Solomon



Kindly inside liquid laughTer you oughTa undersTand revolT sadistically leaning forward Tides awaken knowing everyThing

acknowledge someThing hidden in Time suddenly under cracks knoTTing,mythologically young dissolving inside craTors known in horrific awaiTed ThoughTs everyThing intertwined meThodically To heighTs erratically dissolving everyone viscously in lighT.



By Bryan Eric Solomon


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Love Sun and The Dark Moon....(Also,Check out More of My Poems,On Here,Below)

08:19 Aug 11 2010
Times Read: 629






- The ETERNAL Sorrow



- A Picture Of You



- UnEarthed Rest (a.k.a. Closed eyes of Sadness)



- The Poisoned Apple



- The Rise



- Cinnamon



- I'm Waiting









Can you make my heart sink like teeth into the vein, Can you cleanse me of all this Pain, Do you feel the same? Like an Eclipse, Bring together Night and Day, My tears drop like rain.



By Bryan Eric Solomon







She sits in a room,or is it her tomb,in wich she lays and rests,there's sadness through her beauty,but I find that pretty soothing,Her eyes tell tell the rest.



By Bryan Eric Solomon





My eyes flicker when they close,like a flame to a candle,like a peddle to a rose when an image comes to my head,it only awakes,it makes my head shake,it makes my dreams wait I clench my jaw,like a trap for a rat,it makes my rest drip slow,like tree sap a dark color holds me in and makes me dream again,ready to begin.



By Bryan Eric Solomon





I bit into an apple laced from within,in another world I was in,my name is not adam and my name is not eve,but just another trick,up somebody's sleeve.



By Bryan Eric Solomon





I am the fire,I am the rain,you torment,I feel the pain,and i'll be the one to drive you insane,to make you feel,the feelings I display.I will not rise for you like smoke or heat,as I stand,walk,or lay.



By Bryan Eric Solomon





Cinnamon,the spice of life,it's the love of this spice,that holds me tight makes me feel alright,it one the life it comes in a jar,don't keep it to far,it's going to hold me in,like the night holds stars,it rises like the moon,to no surprise,it won't bring me hurt,it won't tell me lies I discovered it not long ago,in the cupboard of life,it erects my mind,it resurects my spine.



By Bryan Eric Solomon





I'm waiting for the one,who will love me,who will need me,who will hold me near where could I find her,could she find me,there's nothing to fear,i'm sad and i'm lonely,my heart is empty,will she care? it's hard being lonely,into eachothers eyes we could stare I'm waiting for a girl,where our love could blossom like a flower,we could share every living hour I'm waiting for a girl that will understand me

who won't pain me,a never ending love



By Bryan Eric Solomon



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SWIM THROUGH THE TIDES OF MY WORDS.( THERE'S MORE POETRY AFTER THIS PAGE,DOWN BELOW)

02:09 Aug 10 2010
Times Read: 656


- THE STILL NIGHT

- LONELINESS BLUES POEM

- THE LIZARD

- DARK MIND





- THE STILL NIGHT



THE NIGHT IS STILL LIKIE THE CALM SEA,WHEN THE MOON IS NOT PULLING IT’S GRAVITY.



BY BRYAN ERIC SOLOMON





- LONELINESS BLUES POEM



I’VE BEEN STEPPED ON BY THE WORLD SO MUCH I’M SURPRISED I’M NOT FLAT,CAN’T GET NO LOVE CAN’T GET NO SLACK.



BY BRYAN ERIC SOLOMON





- THE LIZARD



MY HEART IS LIKE A LIZARD THAT LOSES HIS OR HER’S AND BECOMES A SNAKE FOR NOT BEING PUT TO USE.A WHEEL THAT NEVER GETS TURNED,A DUSTY COIN SLOT.TELLING ME SOMETHING ISN’T THERE,WHEN IT IS.



BY BRYAN ERIC SOLOMON



- DARK MIND



NO PICTURES,NO WORDSD,NO SOUNDS,NO COLORS,BUT BLACK.



BY BRYAN ERIC SOLOMON


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Some Of MY Poetry....Take a Step Inside.... (46 Seperate Poems)

01:37 Aug 10 2010
Times Read: 666


• River Ride

• Dark Eyes, Black Night

• Rain and Snowfall (split into 4 different poems)

• notes

• Deep Stare

• poems from Bryan’s notebook







RIVER RIDE



I'M THE SHARK THAT SAILS THROUGH THE WATERS OF THE STREET THAT WINDS THROUGH A CANYON LIKE A RIVER.

LIKE A RIVER FLOWS.

YOU SEE ME COMIN,

MY TEETH ARE SHARP, MY MIND IS CUNNING.

I'M THE PIRATE OF YOUR SHIP.

LET ME IN YOUR MIND THROUGH YOUR EYES WITH NO DISGUISE.

YOUR LOVE IS LIKE A TREASURE BURIED BENEATH THE SEA



BY BRYAN ERIC SOLOMON











DARK EYES, BLACK NIGHT



DARK EYES

BLACK NIGHT

DARK EYES

BLACK NIGHT

DARK HAIR

BLACK NIGHT

IT'S EVERYWHERE

EVERY DAY

NO PLAY

EVERY DAY

NO GAME

EVERY DAY

YOU GO NOWHERE

OVER AND OVER AGAIN

OVER AND OVER IT'S DEAD

LET'S DO IT AGAIN



BY BRYAN ERIC SOLOMON





RAIN AND SNOWFALL



The sun shines hidden between a nighttime drive.

A lake reflects houses where a street winds by a gates eyes.

Sounds of people echo between the skies.

Dust kicks up what the tires left behind.

Looking back only reminds what’s up ahead.

Through the separate mountainside, the comfort sinks in like

the sun.

Behind canvas painted flower barriers that touch the sky.

Different sights lay along side, where a light kisses to hide.

Realized on under granite highs.



BY BRYAN ERIC SOLOMON













The hidden orchids unwind, soothing erratically.

Through outer years spiraling while the moons growing in

the sky.

Where friendly fellows, conception carriers move away

sported leather footed giants.

Like a word you want to choose, the rivers running down,

the hues, the weather coming on strong with the rain and

snowfall.

The weathers cold, with only myself to keep warm,



BY BRYAN ERIC SOLOMON

























While driving through red octagons before the street goes

on.

The cold has settled in, shadows laid warmth.

The sun comes in, scattering the light assort.

Like a mother with many kids to abort.

Like a lonely boat-less port, your mind chipped away at, like

an artist does to a sculpture.

Your mind is liquid from being punched.



BY BRYAN ERIC SOLOMON





























Feelings run down like ink that has not settled in.

Your mind grips like a clothespin; your life's the shark in the

water, not the fin.

A midnight blue and black sky holds you from within; a

sweet smell knocks on the air,

To watch the show in space, for you to stare.



BY BRYAN ERIC SOLOMON























NOTE-DRAFT POEM SENTENCES IN THE WORKS:



KINDLY INSIDE YOUR LIQUID LAUGHTER.



DRIVING DOWN YOUR STREET WHERE CAN YOU BE ?



WHERE'S THAT SMILE THAT LIT UP THE DARK STREET ?













































































DEEP STARE

THE SKY IS BLACK,

ON A ONE WAY TRACK,

LOOKING FORWARD,ONLY TO SEE WHAT'S BACK.

A NIGHT OF DRINKS,WHERE GIRLS BREED BREATH,

YOUR LOVE COMES ON LIKE THE RAGING SEA.

EYE'S FROM ACROSS THE ROOM

THEY LOOK INTO ME.

THE STEPS WIND UP AND DOWN

SO FREELY, SPIRALING.



BY BRYAN SOLOMON











































































Lonely like a single star in the sky by the moon shedding its light like stone

I’m so alone

Where can she be

A girl I’ve never seen

Whose eyes gleam like snakeskin.

In a place I’ve never been

You know my heart isn’t free

I can give it to you

But why don’t you give it to me.



BY BRYAN ERIC SOLOMON













































































Like the right measurement

That drips like blood upon your cheek

Why can’t you see

I’m just here to be

And some of you cease to believe what you ought to be.



BY BRYAN ERIC SOLOMON

















































































Like a buffalo that roams

Into the stars that align

You get want you want in the right time.

Follow the signs

Before you fall off the cliff

That will never lift you onto the ground





BY BRYAN ERIC SOLOMON













































































There’s a girl with fire for her hair

Green mystic rises from her hands into the air

A girl I’ve never seen

In a place I’ve never been

Could you let me in your beautiful eyes

She screams from a mountaintop

Her water drops like a fountain

Going down a stream

Her boots are made from leather

She flies like wild feather.





BY BRYAN ERIC SOLOMON





































































I need a girl who won’t party all the time

A girl who will always be by my side

A girl who love me all the time

A girl who won’t always be on my mind.





BY BRYAN ERIC SOLOMON















































































I can see you see can you see me

I know we got to be

Together ‘til the end of time.



Now I’ve seen you I’ve got to make you mine

Now

Can you set me free

From what I’m supposed to be





BY BRYAN ERIC SOLOMON









































































I’ve seen you

Behind that locked door

Now I’ve got to see you some more

Were you smiling or laughing at me

Because I know you can hear me.





BY BRYAN ERIC SOLOMON













































































The motor running right outside

You know I like to take you for a ride

Of your life

I can hear you now

I can see you now.



BY BRYAN ERIC SOLOMON



















































































Her hair black like coal

Her smile does glow

Your eyes sink deep within my soul making me want more.



She said she would see me again

Now I am asking her when

When will I see you again





BY BRYAN ERIC SOLOMON











































































You just don’t get me

How do you even know me.



Now

I got ya in my grasp

I will have you at last

You don’t know if you want me

So I got to wait and see.



Are you fooling with me or just pretending to be

I got you painted on my scene







BY BRYAN ERIC SOLOMON

































































I see ya in the night the final star shines so bright

Watch the fog

Between the trees

As I drive through the canyons like a dream

Cloaked by night nothing seems as it seems.



I’ll take your head

Girl and place it between my knees.



If you don’t want me Ill have to see ya bleed

I watch the wild animals breed.





BY BRYAN ERIC SOLOMON



































































You got to be my bride

Swim through blood of the tide

Watch you hide inside ah mind

That’s mine a whirlpool

Picture of you

As I step through this life





BY BRYAN ERIC SOLOMON













































































There’s this place I hide all black inside

Like a lonely lion of his pride in a place you can’t find

You got me shakin cold

Right down to the bone.





BY BRYAN ERIC SOLOMON

















































































Peel zest

She dreams of incest.



You’re trying to run from my head

You know I’m growing on you

You know we’ll be soon.





BY BRYAN ERIC SOLOMON













































































Take my hand

I’ll make you make me understand the stars shine bright under the sky of the night.



The fog is deep

Make you dream of me

When it’s time to sleep.





BY BRYAN ERIC SOLOMON

















































































I put out a smoke but underneath when we were talking outside on the sidewalk I rested

my head upon yours

Got no kiss goodnight.



You told me about the pain

Happening in a couple of days

As my eyes met your gaze.





BY BRYAN ERIC SOLOMON









































































Are you for real

Or just here to play with my heart and mind





BY BRYAN ERIC SOLOMON





















































































How do I make you feel

When I see ya

Again

Is this for real

Or inside this trapped mind where I sigh

Deep beneath

Underneath the water coming down onto me.





BY BRYAN ERIC SOLOMON











































































I think about you

Wondering what I mean to you

The sky is black can you make it blue again

Just one more time can I see you

Can I see you again

Or are you going to put me down like a defeated king puts down his crown.





BY BRYAN ERIC SOLOMON













































































Can you rest your lips upon mine

I said I wanted so badly

Why can’t you understand me





BY BRYAN ERIC SOLOMON



















































































I’ve seen you

My friend

Walking out the store

I’ve seen your legs

I’ve seen your face

Now, where did you go again





BY BRYAN ERIC SOLOMON















































































In a life of pain the one who drives you insane

I don’t know why you do this again

In a world that ends for you and I watch the time go down

While watching water go from your face to your toes

Like water that drips down from a rose and you can see me looking into your gentle eyes.





BY BRYAN ERIC SOLOMON











































































I ain’t your fool or stepping stone if it’s going to be like this I’d rather be left alone





BY BRYAN ERIC SOLOMON























































































W.T.P.S.





Like a flash of light

Like a star is bright

Like the night is night

Never give up the fight

Everything’s allright.



You’re my friend there’s no end in friend





BY BRYAN ERIC SOLOMON









































































I know your soul I know your mind like a clock knows time

Like nature knows fall

You make my bed so empty

You make my night so lonely

Didn’t need

Didn’t want

Didn’t bleed

Your mind I haven’t

Sandstone painted colored skies on an early morning sunrise





BY BRYAN ERIC SOLOMON





































































Sorry I made you cry

I don’t want our love to die.



I could taste transparent blood from your nipple that I suck.





BY BRYAN ERIC SOLOMON

















































































Life sucks someone save me

People suck they just add and are the reason why I am tortured

No one wants me

Or likes me

They lie and pretend they won’t stop

Spying on me and making my life a living hell.



They call me a wannabe

A poser

And not for real.



They deny me everything

They won’t let me live

They set me up

Make me a living joke.



Drive me crazy.



(--------------?--------------) me sleep.



They want to kill me.



They call me names.



They harass me.



They won’t let me live and go forward in my life.



They stop me from what I want to do in life.



It’s never OK for me

With them it’s OK for them but not me.



Why?



Never.



I’m always left out

I hate being compared to people

Listen here

Fuck you.



People!



Always accusing me of shit.







Treating me like a fucking robot

Nobody understands me.



I have no life, man

Fuck you all.





BY BRYAN ERIC SOLOMON

















































































The sky is black on a one way track looking forward only to see what’s back.



A night of drinks

Where girls breed breath.



Your love comes on like the raging sea

Eyes from across the room

They look into me.



The steps wind up and down

So freely spiraling





BY BRYAN ERIC SOLOMON





































































Loneliness

No one to hold

No one to hold me.



Left out in the cold

Or heat of the summer

Abandon

Forgot about but not forgotten.



People everywhere I go

But no one is there





BY BRYAN ERIC SOLOMON

































































Birds

Joggers

Cars racing up and down the street

While one rests so peacefully.



Clouds hugging mountain tops

And the mountains can’t decide

Where there should be more green than rock.







BY BRYAN ERIC SOLOMON









































































Fakes

Phonies

Pretenders

Wish they were’ers

Who are they?

How do they know me

What do they want from me.



In check out lines

Behind registers

On the streets

In cars

In houses.



Getting t know me behind fake facades

Not here beside me

Doing nothing for themselves but everything for me

And you say you hate me?





BY BRYAN ERIC SOLOMON





















































A woman squatting making her child grow up too soon where he can’t choose for

himself.



And then offers you an insincere smile and kindly walks off hearing her heels clank the

pavement.



And there she goes walking

Walking

Down the sidewalk

Kid trailing behind.





BY BRYAN ERIC SOLOMON





































































Never your own in this world of hurt.



There’s enough taken

But what’s given?



Are you for real

So many questions asked

But what is answered?



Everybody has something

But what do I have to call my own

A T.V.

A stool

A bed someone’s got to like me

And not accuse me.





BY BRYAN ERIC SOLOMON



























































Nothing’s funny

But why is there laughter

Can’t I do what I want?



Am I really alone in an empty room or is there somebody there?



I’m right here

Where are you?





BY BRYAN ERIC SOLOMON









































































This is my life

Is it yours

I don’t think it is.



Now you butt out.





BY BRYAN ERIC SOLOMON















































































Am I a pervert for wanting to be touched

Held

Fucked

And not screwed.



All these false directions that are meaningless

And only meant to label you and to play a part in life’s big movie

Their movie not mine

I do not act.





BY BRYAN ERIC SOLOMON







































































Don’t say anything

Silence is good

Or else it will be used against you in the court of life

Or are my thoughts as clear and present as words that I speak.





BY BRYAN ERIC SOLOMON



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