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Jordan Ray Aug 2018
I once knew a butterfly.
Her beauty knew no bounds.
She glided through the air and encapsulated my every thought.
Her delicate wings flapped away any discomfort.
But I was naive and turned away from the butterfly.
I was young and I wanted to see what other creatures the world had to offer.

I then knew an ox.
She was strong.
She faced up to challenges most would cower from.
However she didn't realise how heavy handed she was.
She broke things without meaning or realisation.
Including my heart. I missed the butterfly.

Finally I knew a fox.
She was pretty.
Her paws dragged mud through the house.
You tend to forget the sharp teeth when they're hidden by a smile.
Very clever creatures.
I found that foxes are sly,  I missed the butterfly.

I missed the butterfly. But she had flown away.
Her majestic flight continued even with my back turned.
I didn't realise at the time but the butterfly,
Was stronger than the ox. And Prettier than the fox.
But I missed the butterfly. She had flown away..
Like the life of PI up in here haha!
Aug 2018 · 374
Apologetically Naked
Jordan Ray Aug 2018
I'm sweaty and flustered.
I can't control the panic in my palms.
Without you, I'm stuck in a constant push and pull with myself.
I try to forget but smells and places just remind me once again.
Imagine if you felt the same. Just a silly image I'm constantly clinging to.
I know you've forgotten and moved on. I wish you could know.
I've grown, learned and experienced my own truths.
We could be the image on silver screens.
But my screen is transparent as your words left me so.
Apologetically Naked.
I am Sollestomolecularlyutensilsilistrilyatomicallygigamomentously Sorry.
Aug 2018 · 270
Never Synchronized
Jordan Ray Aug 2018
My tongue continues to talk, even when my heart has become silent.
My eyes stay open, even when my sight has blurred.
My embrace remains warm, even when my skin is cold.
My body commits, even when my mind has left.

Your tongue is silent, even when your heart continues to talk.
Your eyes close, even when your sight has cleared.
Your embrace turns cold, even when your skin is warm.
Your body turns and leaves, even when your mind wants to stay.

We were never synchronized swimmers in the deep end.
We were simply beginners in the shallow.
Jul 2018 · 722
BREAKING ME
Jordan Ray Jul 2018
I've got to say, you know I love your eyes,
And I don't care, because I know who's behind,
Just close those lips, that I've been dying to kiss,
And I will try to take away, all of your pain.

But if you're holding his hand, then I don't know,
Where I stand, my love, you're breaking me.
And Surely you know, I bet you can see,
My love, you're breaking me.
Breaking Me
Jun 2018 · 615
I only write when im sad
Jordan Ray Jun 2018
I don't tend to write when I'm happy,

Which is why there aren't many happy poems in my inventory,

When I'm happy, I'm too busy enjoying myself,

It's when I'm sad or upset that I find comfort,

in scribbling away my troubles.
May 2018 · 554
I let you
Jordan Ray May 2018
Watch my face, as I take your warm embrace.
There's no smile, hasn't been one for a while.
'Cause you don't listen to me, you don't listen to me.
No, you don't listen to me, why don't you listen to me.

I let you steal my stars, steal my stars.
I let you have my heart, have my heart.
I let you have your way, every second, every minute, every day.
But you never really listen to me.
These are song lyrics as opposed to poetry!
May 2018 · 487
My enemy Gravity
Jordan Ray May 2018
Does gravity keep you grounded?
Or does he place your head in the clouds only to pull you back.

Maybe if he wasn't there, you'd float like a butterfly.
Gravity hurts me when he keeps his force on you.

Like a law I can't break.
His ***** claws scratching and latching at your shoes.

I will never be as strong as gravity, or as good looking.
But maybe with the help of the moon, I can shift him. Loosen his grip.

And maybe one day soon, we'll both fly together.
May 2018 · 568
My first words to you
Jordan Ray May 2018
"Would you like to buy a shoe?"

My words ring around the school yard.
Laughter bounces back to me.

The only laugh I focus on is yours.
A simple joke allows me to admire that soft smile of yours.

Our pupils dilate, did I ever tell you how stunning your blue eyes are?
I'd been speaking to you for quite some time, but time seemed to stop in that one moment.

The first time I actually said something to you in person.

I'll never forget that moment, despite the fact that a wall of sharp roses stands between us.
I hope you haven't forgotten it either.
May 2018 · 369
I talk to your ghost
Jordan Ray May 2018
I talk to your ghost, even though you're not dead;
Because you're never really there.

I lay on your pillow, but I still feel alone;
Because you're never really there.
May 2018 · 708
Our stars
Jordan Ray May 2018
The stars will not let me forget that I miss you.

The stubborn ones shine brighter than before as if to intimidate me.

I sit and wish you're staring at the same ones I am.

And I sip a little hope from my glass.

Because the stars will not let me forget that I miss you.
How do you reconnect with someone you left behind?
May 2018 · 396
I cried while driving today
Jordan Ray May 2018
I cried while driving today;

A heartfelt sob that not even the gentle purr of the engine could stop.
My heart sunk back into the driving seat.
My eyes filled with tears that the wippers couldn't wipe away.
My happy persona was left behind in the dust.
I was alone, free to be depressed.
Not even the street lights could brighten up my night.
Although, I felt like this was needed.
May 2018 · 197
Stalling.
Jordan Ray May 2018
You think you're so clever, Because nobody has ever, Shut you down.

But I can see through this smoke, you think I didn't notice your,
Eyes turn away.

The lights are always shinning, revealing where you're hiding. There's no escape.

Lost in the tyrants, I'm just speaking my mind but, You threw me away.
May 2018 · 231
It's not your fault.
Jordan Ray May 2018
Another sleepless night in front of me,
Another empty show of sympathy,
I remember when the stars shun so brightly,
Now an empty glass of memories,

My love, I've been looking, for something to blame this on.
But I'm conflicted;

Do I blame my heart, my soul, or the world for what you did.
Do I blame my love, blame it on us, or the world for what you did.
When you've lost yourself in the relationship. Who do you blame?
Jordan Ray Apr 2018
Don't add my imperfections to the war that you're waging.
Playing with fire will burn us both.
Show me that you're better than I am.
Instead of walking in holes already made by my demeanor.

Acting innocent will get you killed.
Stabbed by the truth and buried with your lies.
Show me that you're better than I am.
Denial can be powerful but leave you powerless in the end.

If you want the war to end.
Stop feeding the hungry media.
Show me that you're better than I am.
Stop spreading your re-used propaganda.

Trying to turn the world against me.
But the world is round.
I'll have them chase me all the way around.
And lead them straight back at your feet.
Jordan Ray Mar 2018
We walk together, through the broken nights
Come out in different streets, under different lights
I'm all for loving, let the love ignite
What do we do when the candle stops burning bright?

Do we let go or do we hold on, my love.
Do we give up or stick to this love, my friend.
See the tears in my eyes, as I turn to stone.
What do we do when the candle stops burning bright?
Jordan Ray Mar 2018
My head is so unstable I feel like it's falling apart,
This love feels like a fable and I'm just playing my part,
I need some time, I need some space to think this through.
I need some time, I need some space to love you.

My heart is so unfaithful I feel like I'm letting you down,
This hope can't last forever maybe I'm making this hard,
I need some time, I need some space to think this through.
I need some time, I need some space to love you.

This isn't the dream I kept beside my bed,
This isn't the love I played inside my head,
This isn't the hand I should hold, when it's dark and it's cold
And I'm alone, I'm so alone.
We are only human.
Feb 2018 · 340
Talk
Jordan Ray Feb 2018
Don't you dare give me the cold shoulder, because I've told you, I don't like it when you hold it all in.
Information's my key, so don't keep it from me, cause honestly, I want to know what's in your head.
And are you aching, constantly breaking, faking, and I don't know what I'm supposed to believe.
The truth is in your eyes, I don't want to see you cry, simply lies to cover up your privacy.

But baby don't you wish that we....

Could talk.
Jan 2018 · 316
Rain on my window
Jordan Ray Jan 2018
Have you ever cried yourself to sleep?
If you Have, then you'll know that the delicate pitter patter of rain on the window doesn't make you feel as secure as you once thought.
Dec 2017 · 670
My heart is forever yours
Jordan Ray Dec 2017
I give you my heart,
When it beats, you'll feel the pulses of our love
When it bleeds, you'll make it strong again
When it finally stops beating, you'll be there to say goodbye
Nov 2017 · 232
Open those curtains
Jordan Ray Nov 2017
With the curtains closed, the demon lurks behind me.
I can feel its heavy breathing, separating the air to reach my neck.
My hands tremble, sweat dripping down my cheek.
Or maybe a tear? It's hard to tell when your mind is elsewhere.
I focus on the shadowy figure lurking behind me,
I feel as though it's getting closer and closer with every second.
I hold my ground until my legs begin to cave,
I lurch myself forward and draw the curtains.
I turn around quickly, but there's nothing there.
If you focus on a bad thought or feeling, it only grows stronger. You start to feel worse. But if you forget it, and let it go, you realise that it was all in your head.
Nov 2017 · 263
Cloud
Jordan Ray Nov 2017
A cloud is inspirational.
It represents the human race without trying to.
Clouds like people can't stay stuck in the same place.
People live and they move on.
Nov 2017 · 308
Just words
Jordan Ray Nov 2017
"I'm Sorry"

Language is useless without a tongue to perform the action.
Words mean nothing unless they're backed up with an action.
Nov 2017 · 530
The Cure For Emotion
Jordan Ray Nov 2017
I lay unspoken
I sit unbroken
I walk unopened
I run from emotion
Sometimes silence is the only option.
Nov 2017 · 514
Pillow Talk
Jordan Ray Nov 2017
Words. One by one. March from my mouth,
Whispered but amplified by the silence,
Hoping to shed the skin gifted to me by nature.

Each reply slices like a dozen razor blades,
I'd hoped to be in the bath; easier to clean the blood,
Red covers, covered by a newer shade.
Nov 2017 · 451
Lost at heart
Jordan Ray Nov 2017
Red. Red and amber. Green.

The lights change as slow as my heart beats.
Fixed in my position,
I reach to remove the hair that hangs over my eyes.
The strands of hair fall back into place each time I move them.
The thought of having salvation salivates my mouth.
Sirens call my name but shiver to my response,
Despite the fact that they are in colder waters.
Sometimes I wish the siren would go back to it's depths.
The innocent pure upper body of a girl is nothing but a mirage;
A trick to fool the absent minded.
Luckily for me,
I know that underneath the beauty lies a monstrous tail that powers it's false image.

Green. Amber. Red.

I suddenly hear the beeping of cars behind.
I missed my turn.
Nov 2017 · 296
Dancing in the dark
Jordan Ray Nov 2017
I don't want to grow up.
Sometimes I feel like I don't show up.
I know that time is healing me.
My cuts and bruises I still feel.

I feel like I'm loosing touch.
Maybe romance has become too much.
When the lights shine on me.
My cuts and bruises I still see.

Dancing in the dark.
Having our heart to heart.
With the fire in the distance.
Burning our love into existence;

And my troubles away.
Aug 2017 · 326
Caught in your own
Jordan Ray Aug 2017
Time; at the console of our universe.
Using it's lumberjack hands to fiddle the buttons.
Using it's musk to scare away any potential.
For once it succeeds, it's vice like grip only tightens.
Spiders caught in their own web, left to ponder at the injustice.
Crying at a wrong doing has the same affect as smiling.
Only it doesn't. For the smile brings upon chance.
When the harsh reality snaps at your fingers,
Realising that any broken mind can imprint on its own behaviour.
At that moment, street lights brighten,
The spider gains footing.
The Man of time becomes the woman of life.
More gentle, more forgiving.
This is a poem I created after being inspired by some of Philip Larkins poetry. I found that he was always focussing on the negatives. I created the portrait of how basic life is. And how time is what controls us. But then by the end I've swayed my own mind into seeing that this shouldn't be seen as a negative. We should instead cherish the time and make the most of it. It's then that we find true happiness and that time becomes an asset and a friend.

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