Tuesday, March 8, 2011

Alone with my own Thoughts

I cannot fathom sitting here in the dark

Cannot wonder why this whiskey bottle sits cutch in one hand

While the other grabs this torn face

As my eyes shot full of this alcohol and tears

I cannot determine a reason why I am left to this solitude

Or how I am lost to here

Lost without the feeling of ones own soul

Cannot feel nor warm or cold

Nor Love or Lust

Just the feeling of a state of nothing

Asking for the breathe of life

Wondering when I can get taken out of the exlie

Now lost to lotter around this world to regain my lifehood

To the cave of a mans mind to one day find thyself better then last time

Monday, February 14, 2011

Valentine's Day

As I run through the list of reason why this day might be special

I can only think about why you are special to you me

The way you go to school in the morning and go to work at night

Still have time to kiss me to sleep

You run to my aid when I need you

You are my black bone

My strength through the days of the passing of great people in my life

As I continue to run you through my mind I can think about your warmth

The way I wake up next to you with a smile

Just to get up to make you your morning coffee

Help you start off your long day of adventure

But today I am going to cancel your classes

Call off work for you

Send you out of town on a mental roller-coaster

With fine wine great food

We done even have to leave the house

I know you done with the outside world

Tonight it will be mines and your world

Do not worry about the no one knocking on the door

You are my gift and blessing to this world

Just do not want to end this night because I know it will be awhile for this to happen again

You are my Valentine’s day and I said happy to me.

By

Charlston Manning

Wednesday, August 4, 2010

Eyes

Your connection send me to a different world.

I sense your soul

Shielded by pain and heartbreak

I can see your deepest fears

You try to hid it

I can see what makes you happy

I see why you feel that the world treats you so crappy

You are a legendary breed

Like this big screen tv I see what you need

As hard as you seem

You are nothing more than heated butter to my toast

Stop fight your emotions because your eyes tell a different story

Thursday, November 12, 2009

The Eighth Wonder Of The World

Wonder Wonder

I wonder what we left off

As I sit thinking about the wonders of the world I see that there was one left out

One that shine through the darkness of these Northern Nights

It sails across my eyes with this wonderful glow

Creating this intriguing display of beauty that the world must see

Tough and rough without the back breaking edges of the Canyon walls

As a calm streams flow through its every crack from year of preparation

But when you sit back, you see the beauty that time has created

In the roaring fire of the Paricutin volcano

Curve like the cone that two has watch and grow to a beautiful site for mankind

Warm to the touch with a temper that can run the face and can affect the land that it stands on

With the calm cool flow of the waters of the Victoria Falls

Downstream through every bit of the being that you are

Then supplies fresh nutriment to everyone below to bring them up

Which has lived in harmony with the thing to its left and its right

That has cause her to created this Great Barrier Reef in its own community

Where everyone can share food water and even the natural sunlight that shines on everyone

With a mind that stenches the highest peak of Mount Everest

At the peak to look over the world to say “I can do more”

Where it has taken more knowledge to tackle this hard and unforgiving world

Then it has brought you to a majestic and mysterious beautiful that hides in a collection of mountains lines

No matter where you stand or at what part of the world you can see why you cannot take it in one day

They called this 7 naturally created wonder of the world Harbour of Rio de Janeiro

The 8th nartual wonder of the world that has every bit of the 7 before them

HAS BEEN……

YOU my dear

And I thank God for that creation alone

Take Me Away

Take me to where the oceans breathe life

Where the sea and land meets

Where the body’s stress can run off by the flow of water

In a stream of joy and happiness

Take me where the moon and meet the earth

In the clouds where they rap around the earth

As the sea floats the spirit of life

Take me where the wind blows through nature and returns back to and back again

In natures Seven Wonders of the World

Take me where you subtract three you get the four elements that has created

Where they combined at one point to created something soft as the earth we walk on

To something that is strong as a diamond

Take me where your flawless state is molded in precious hands

Every detail is taken into a count

And After its done it presents a masterpiece like no other

Take me where the mountains meet the door of heaven

And show me what God graces has to offer after serving him

Take me and show me who I am

From the boy I play childish games

To a Man where I put those games away

Take me on the wings of a dove gracefully over the backdrop of the northern lights

Take me here and there

Show me what the world is

Then take me back to you because that far enough I want to b taken

Friday, October 2, 2009

Who, What, When, Where, How, and Why

Who are you

What brought you to me

When did you come here

Where did you come did you come to me

How do you know me

And Why did you choose me

These was the question I ask myself when you step in my life

You were like anything I have never seen

Someone that blow away that first time

Showed me who I am

Brought me where I should be

Gave me the tools to help me how to developed

When these few months has past I feel something where nothing lived in till now

Where did this feeling come from

How did I get this way

Why does it feel so good

Just a few questions running through my head

Lost to the fact that I do not know what the answer are

Where to get them from

How to get there

Or who should I turn to I am just force to walk the life questioning myself

Or do you have the answers

Favors

Caramel, Chocolate, and Dark Chocolate

All great favors but with one to choose

Caramel you light and sweet

Thick like maltase

Chocolate beautiful brown tone

The cover of strawberries and other fruits

Now Dark Chocolate you’re the healthiest of them all

I can fill your help slide down my throat

So how do I choose the best

Should I get the one that covers my apples oh so well

The one that covers my ice cream with a sweet paste

Or the one that covers those nuts in y candy bar

That’s a tough question I can’t make a choice.

Emotion of Men

Sorrow, Anger, Happiness, and Love

Can you see it behind these tore eyes

Can you feel emotion from the embracement of him

You might not

Even behind this exterior of caulis hands and rough skin

Lay an understanding of mankind

Having the feelings of broken hearts

With a feeling of being brought down to their knees

Being told we are worth less than most but better than some

But we have became the best at hiding this pain those emotions

So what is a woman to do?

How are you able to put something out of pit-less well

Dig through something harder then diamond because of the pressure that has been on him

Break down a wall that is made up from the layer and layer of pain and heartache from life

You break out the bucket and rope because no well is to deep to find water

You get your diamond shovel and digs pass all the pain

Then you look for the biggest sledge hammer to break down this wall of heartache

All and all what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger

And love conquers all

Wednesday, June 10, 2009

On the Edge

Breath in Breath out

Breath in and Breath out

What have I done

What could have cause it

How did I end up here

How did I go from the life of a millionaire

With endless resources and power

To cleaning out garbage cans on 5th Ave

Fast cars good food to holes in shoes and rotation

Having the love of my to losing her in a blink of an eye

From holding her one day to rubbing her hand next to the hospital

The warmth of her lying on my chest to the cold isolated casket

I still have money but why do I choose to live this way

What has but me on the edge of ending my life

As walking this fine line of life and death

What has keep me in this endless state of mind

What gives me hope to continue on

Buy flowers and put it at her feet and go on with the day

Alcohol and drugs won’t be able to fill the void I feel

From the kiss of her lips I miss

The smile when I wake up in the morning

The smell I come from the bathroom

The dance of elegant that we have had in the morning air

What has put me on this edge

I sit there under the trees thinking what put me here on this edge

It has been a year since I seen her

I feel her when I am asleep

I hear her in my ear

I smell her still on my clothes

Each breeze that comes over my face warms my heart

Will I ever come out of the grievance

Return to the place we live final after a year as if we left it

Clean up and put on the necklace that reminds me of you

Return to the grave super glue it to your grave

Now I need to return back to the life that I have created for us

Because I know in this heart where you lie forever

That you would not want me on the edge of life

Keeping me from walking this fine line of life and death

And I have chosen life or death

Happiness over turmoil

Light then darkness

And I see the life at the end of the tunnel

And that light is and always will be you


911

Someone call 911

I have been shot

Hello Operation

Yes how may I help you

Yes I have been shot

Where

In a place where the home is

A place where emotions for someone else live and grow into something great

I have been shot and I don’t know if I can recover from this right now

I feel like I am dying

Hold on sir help is on the way

Help?

How can you help admen something that has been broken into something that can’t be recognize

Is there a crime to take away those feelings and leaving me like this

To leave me in this state

To put me on this edge of life

Where I am dying of not loving you

Sir what are you suffering from

Operator I am suffering from a broken heart and I cause it

Can you help me with that

Sir we only help with emergencies

Well that is an emergency in its self

Then you can’t help everyone

Saturday, May 30, 2009

Dream

Dream

I can see you there behind the door

I can hear your foot steps from a far

I can taste sweatness on my lips as if you was here

I can feel the warmth of your skin lingering

I can smell your life force

As I get up to get to you it seem like a never ending hallway

I turn the corner and it seems like I am running in circles

I see you running up the stairs

I proceed but yet again it seems like I am stop

By this never ending creation on stair

So I give up the chase

Then with a whisper from your lips you say

“Never give up on something that you love”

With the new determination of love I start back over

From the ever ending hallway

The endless running in circle

Now for the climb up the stair away

I feel half-way there and I reach for you and you reach back

As I am getting closer and closer

I can see you there behind the door

I can hear your foot steps from a far

I can taste sweatness on my lips as if you was here

I can feel the warmth of your skin lingering

I can smell your life force

But then as I get closer to see your face

I am blind fold then I feel a kiss that sends warmth down my spine

Then a hand on my chest as if I can feel our heart beats as one

I hear you take a breath of love

The smell of your perfume

Even though I am blinded I still see the beauty of you

As you lend down to give another kiss

I am awaken by my alarm clock for my day

I look to the left and look to the right and see no one

Hear the cars drive by

Smell the garbage being picked up

Touch the sweat of my face

And the taste of morning breathe

As I get dress and reach over to pick up a towel that was left on my bed I smell you again

Then it all comes back me again

But yet you’re not here

It was only a dream

But can you be real for me

Or just a dream to me

By

Charlston L. Manning

5/30/09