#Empty

In the shallow depths of my soul, darkness falls

Like roots of a tree, I search deep for nourishment

A feeling of being abandoned, like a child on a doorstep

My inner-self has a deficiency

Don't tell the living my feeling
A feeling of being used and discarded, like tissue on a sad day

The need for someone in my life

It feels like a fight I can't win

Hurts to let nothing near

In pain reality is embraced 

Black is my soul, hollow is my heart, cold are my fingertips 

Visions of you are always with me, enveloping me, surrounding me, suffocating me, making me blind from life, as I once knew it

Telly Morris

Friday, January 24, 2014 at 00:16HRS

Tell me why

We are but transient souls in this existence

Throwing away that which was given as a blessing 

That which is not made of stone

Our tears reminding us we have lost our way

Yet we struggle to keep from dying when all is lost

Opting for complexity when love should be simple

The heart doesn’t endure that which makes it sad

Warning signals we ignore as we pray diligently

For that which has no cure

We shape our lives on the tangible things of today

Letting go of adventures which bring so much bliss

Shaping what is our doom to obtain society’s nod of approval

Life should be a dance of happy feet and unending smiles

A rhythm of two kindred spirits soaring above the mundane

Not of plans to fulfil what is expected from us or by us

Telly Morris

Saturday, January 18, 2014 at 22:26HRS

Fix You

I awake, my mind still dazed with sleep

The sight of her in peaceful slumber

warms my heart like she was my creation

Her eyes veiled tight in mystery

Maybe in some wistful dream

or joyful pasts remembered

I'll be gone before the dawn comes

No traces left behind

No way to go back and make this illusion real

I feel her body warm and soft

Her hot breath makes me tense

This moment, i'll remember

The door is gently opened

One more step and I am gone

Things could have been so different

In the words of Cold Play

If you never try

You will never know

With one last look, I close the door

my defenses fall, I cry

" i'll love you till the end," I say. . . 

Telly Morris

Sunday, September 22, 2013 at 09:30HRS

Make believe

I dream of you being with me 

on a mundane day

as our fingers wrap around interlocked

a place of warmth

I dream of you being with me

on a beautiful morning

as the sun fills heat into all that is living

a place of life

I dream of you being with me

on a beautiful evening

as we sit across each other having dinner

a place of love

Telly Morris

Saturday, September 21, 2013 at 23:43HRS

Rambling rants. . .

Rambling rants of a disturbed mind

The brother they had was one of a kind

Rambling rants of a sister cursing

Painted smile she has been rehearsing

Rambling rants of a family heartbroken

In their eyes no words need to be spoken

Rambling rants of a man long gone

A prayer for his soul and memory they mourn

Rambling rants of a tenebrous day lurking

The undeserving gift of life in others abhorring

Telly Morris

Wednesday, July 03, 2013 at 13:10HRS

Frozen Wounds (RIP George)

On scattered streets of old memories

Where shadows of previous frozen wounds thaw

This darkness of uncertainty is filled with dried perplex moments

Isolated mind now nomadic

Hidden pain in the form of anger erupts

With each uncontrollable tear I ask the Most High why?

Needing wanting begging

For God to justify the taking of my brother's life

I shed tears with consistency on this doomed path of destiny

Confused distraught and angry

Happiness no longer has a home in this vacant heart

The emptiness now resident bleeds for aesthetic sense of togetherness

Telly Morris

Wednesday, July 03, 2013 at 12:19HRS

Affairs of the Heart . . .

I stand transfixed gazing out

Handful of stars fill the sky

As thoughts of her flow

My chest tightens

Heart pounding with love

I swear to God, she is my it girl

Her emotions a labyrinth  

Knowing inside there is no quick fix

Calmness gained as I bat my eye lids

With each embrace imagined

A smile draws across my face

As images of her blossom momentarily 

There are no doubts

The love we bask in will be worth while

Steady to calm her fears, and brush away her tears 

For a lifetime

With faith and open arms, I wait

No set date, no set time

Telly Morris

Monday, June 17, 2013 at 23:47HRS