Poem: The War of Words

The War of Words -  Raeez Jacobs

The words flew from everywhere

Adjectives from stray storm clouds

Rattled our tops as we made our way

Hurtling from the raging water canyons

Coming down like dragons cast out of heaven

Metaphors alluding to defilement

Came up whenever it could

And juxtapositions were made

Giving the enemy just the right amount of wind to cause great paroxysms 

In a place where such sentiments weren't  even imbibed yet

Where composition of closely-related summarywas narrated 

Not where descrption was experienced, profound, and institutionalized by deplorable jargon that always begged to differ

There where all the innuendos,

 the negative antecedents,

and the hypocrisy is housed

Chaos couldn't describe

The riots surging from our minds to our hearts

And back, continuously

Like warriors stampeding close to a target they had long been waiting to assault 

We hid wherever no words manged to fall

Usually crammed together

Trying to undetstand what characteristic common amongst us could appear so grotesque to them

Why all the hate?

We slurped on each other's tears

Fearing our extinction

Recalling old times when childhood would be perfect to not being able to feel what the heart didn'tknow yet

 

But the words sauntered through gaps and crevices

On the backs of ghost snakes

Whose venom would manipulate us

To give away  ourselves

In exchange for becoming,

Not even just like others,

But becoming them to their core

What for? 

©RaeezJacobs. Poetry. 2013

Poem: Melody from Beyond

all the altercations snake their way up
rising in twirls, excited as smoke
moving towards the periphery of the cup
around which your lips go perched
sealing off the last words e'er your voice hath spoke
and the soliloquy faces all but just smirked
hanging dust-made tapestry about the air
some of 'em dirt stupor gets entwined in your hair
there's no face slashing open 'cross the dawn
by every recurring incessant darkness you buck and mourn
emaciated to the Egyptian skin of your bone
morose and near some decrepit state of ash
you leave yourself alone
entombed in the derogatory situation, devoid of cash
without a currency, bereft of value
see how eyes and dreams have defiled you
none novice creations gleam in your stride
playing a million dizzying rounds of Jekyll and Hide
waiting on some revelation or some ulterior significance
heart-closed to your widespread malevolence
with your own expression mocked in the enrapturing flames
praying they'll remember you by at least
one of your many names
erstwhile they become oblivious to your disposition
thinking in alternate patterns of consciousness
you forget how it was you who urged the superstition
by which you are disbelieved and tossed about the malice

- Raeez Jacobs

[Poem] If We Had It

We heard the sounds call out
they came from the night
-screams, scratches, shrills
and ghost-like whisper winds

we were growing impatient
our hearts yawned like sighs
and died down like flames
in the morning

      after the rain

we chewed our fingers
like cherry rosaries
it was never our intention
the angst lived on
they put up with the pretension-
the rise of incessant deception

and we were scared
for a while            at least
on the backs of our phobias
in the heart of our minds
losing it
losing enough of it

to know

we didn't have it all

©RaeezJacobs. 2013. Poetry

[Poem] Of You- R. Jacobs

everything reminds me of you
when i think back
in the tape of my mind
i see you turning in my stereo

and i hear your lungs
pressing out the music
coming from your sweet mouth
with your hands changing
the way the wind felt on my cheeks

i see your eyes as i see
two headlights in the night
with the same anxious heart
of a lonely traveller

taking my jeans and smirk
down some pretty dangerous roads
getting into an old Chevy
with some sweet thing

who listened to Pour Some Sugar on Me
at the loudest volume
and made me sweat like
a slave in hell

with shackles at my shaking knees
rattling like possessed sea shells

hot and bothered
directly exposed to the heat

that all reminds me of you

©RaeezJacobs. Poetry. 2012

Poem: Between Hearts

Your heart and Mine

between your heart and mine,

there is a space of,

bewilderment and wonder

there are questions,

becoming edgy,

between your heart and mine

there is no other disagreement,

but our own fear, brewing

between, your heart and mine

time flows, as it should flow,

and feelings go,

where feelings usually go,

between your heart and mine

now-

the stars don’t shine, the torches never glow,

yet, there was once a spark

between your heart and mine

lit up, like an amusement park

an arm away

from an embrace,

an hour away

from your gate,

your world is an open

book,

my world, is

your story

and there, are no errors,

between your heart and mine

tensions are nascent,

between your heart and mine,

and neandethal feelings

are discarded,

but beautiful things remain,

while compliments fill

the balloons floating,

from your heart, to mine,

so they burst from airs and graces

there is a

silenced secret,

and suppressed

emotion, twirling

in the space, between your heart and mine

there are words, questions,

curiosities, lights waiting to glow,

answers, desires,

and events, between your heart and mine

there are things to

anticipate, dream-of,

and decipher, between our hearts;

there are unspoken languages,

contrived laws, and a collision,

of red hot feelings- crashing into each other,

like two planets merging-

worlds diverging, between

our aching hearts,

and

gravity flows, eternally

through the vents

of my heart,

into yours,

so both our hearts,

are calmed, void o’ fury,

and unintimidated by

the love jury,

and both our hearts,

are carried by,

the force of nature

we never show it,

though it is live;

there are performances,

on the stages, in the

spotlight,

between your heart and mine,

hence, we become so broadway that,

no thick line

can cross out, the way we feel;

turning through the Hollywood wheel,

we’ve got fame out our feet,

and take to the arts, for theraphy;

beneath a creavity canopy

there is a silenced,

longstanding, robust,

and an unblemished aura

circling and flappin’

through the rings and clouds,

in the ambience

between your heart and mine

there is a whole

other world, no man alive

could build, with his

bare hands or heavy tools;

constructed in, the urban setting,

between your heart and mine

I know I’ll be fine,

and you will be too

because each and every one,

of your heartbeats,

reassure and console me;

every second of your life, adds

another mintute to mine...

implying that, there is one ending

between your heart and mine,

therefore, we will perish, identically,

then together in the underworld, we will

continue to be

as only you could

see, what everyone

else was blind to;

my breaking points-

moral hypotheses; experiments,

to see what would happen,

should i witness you fade,

becoming so paranoid

that,

for days,i swam through my horoscope,

as if there were chemicals,

on the page,

that could cease, whatever

the stars perceived as trauma,

or as if i could dive, straight into hope,

desperately trying to make time

become less fractious, and

praying, for emotional traffic, to flow

freely in the passages between

your heart and mine

as if the soul of the sign,

and the astrologer’s orotund prediction,

would make it less malice,

and more milignant

operative upon

our own train ride,

with nothing to hide,

in our hearts; goin’ round the track,

‘til we came back, with our

Heads, pregnant, heavily, with

ideas, and things to say

and it was then, the tunnel

was formed,

between your heart and mine

so that you could, walk-in

on my lies, and see them, before

they were even formed,

so that i could sleep, in the hazel

duvet ,of your eyes, covered by

your lashes, soft as feather

you knew how i ascended, and

descended, like

interrupted surprises or ecstasy,

when you were too scarce

for me, to dial your number,

and sit still, with your voice

caressing the inside of my ear-

you altered by the seams,

and we graduated from an era;

an age of unseen,

enchanting, and different

ways, or diverse shades,

of the same day,

making all the difference;

testing me, and tempting me,

to submit my body, and soul-

clinging to a celestial pole

but,

strength differed now;

the cavity in which it bred,

had it purling- stirring,

all the miseries, under the bed,

power wanted to

mimic the head,

and slice through, what should

not have been said, while all the heart did,

was try, not to make, the eyes see-

that it was sadly,

bucking away, against a

few dislocated ribs,

in the lampshade

shaped chamber

because, it was too

afraid of the conscious,

bereft-of-thorough-thought, kind of mental state,

we adopted, when we were suffocated by fate;

casting out meaningless anger, and hate,

while meandering, shyly,

between your heart and mine

we depended upon,

abusing each other,

and once, i was still holding on,

and trapped

in your shadow, when you

turned to go;

abandoning me- leavin’ me

to hang there, raped by

rough, autumn air,

in the orgy of wind, smaking

me, from side to side,

‘til i erased that

thick line, separating,

your heart from mine

and decreased

the distance,

between your our hearts,

because there could be no

gaps or cracks,

between your heart and mine

                                                                   -Raeez Jacobs

©RaeezJacobs.2012.Poetry 

in between the silence

You break my heart
and then keep quiet

you used to be a king
with your horses and your castle
you used to rule
over the land of my soul
you made me feel whole
you were the keeper
keys in your pocket
my photo in your locket
my image in your head
you used to love
as i was the best thing
you ever had

now

you break my heart
and then keep quiet

©RaeezJacobs.2012.Poetry

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