These poems are dark, so come with a warning.
HATE IS A STRONG WORD
BY FIONA CUMMINGS
I despise you for all you have done
Cutting away at the love
And removing the fun
Unleashing the child
And making him run
Breaking in and showing such harm
He was so caring and incredibly calm
Now filled with anger red faced and hurt
Shattered soul and, a broken heart
You get such pleasure in seeing him torn
Digging him with your evil horn
God I wish you had never been born
He wore a smile now is forlorn
Why don’t you move on
Find another
Leave him alone
Let him be with a
new lover
Put down the phone
Close your electronics
Drink a new tonic
Find someone fresh and full of life
Say goodbye and show him the light
Let’s hope he let’s you go without a fight
© Fiona Cummings
THE VALLYES OF HEAVEN AND HELL
BY FIONA CUMMINGS
Valleys part
The flowing rivers start
Life begins in my heart
The warmth from the sun
Life truly has begun
A fluffy floating cloud
So graceful without a sound
Flies by
In the new sky
A beautiful crimson butterfly
And among a floating marshmallow
Is a bird colours of blue and yellow
Valleys green
Bumble bees visit their queen
Baby lambs play in the field
Cows Graze
Under a leafy tree
This is a new world to me
Mountains high
Point to the sky
Where warmth is given by the sun of orange and gold
Where the earth races to hold
In the palm of its hand
Our new land
Where we will never understand
Why we were given such a gift
This morning I have a lift
From angels I have never met
From silver raindrops so delightfully wet
My morning view
Of sky so blue
Oceans of salted turquoise
Oh such wonders, such joys
Without noise
Just beautiful sounds
All around
Birds sing their morning song
This is where I belong
How did I get here?
I’m without fear
An yet there are no others like me
I can see
And hear as well as
walk
My voice, can I talk?
Yes I can
But it’s not a voice I know
I can hear it echo
I don’t understand
What is this land?
Valleys below
Tipped with snow
Did I climb up here?
If so when
In the far
I see a hen
Laying eggs of gold
The breaze blows
An yet I don’t feel cold
Petals float from a rose
It’s a different kind of air
There are no wires
No tires
No smug
A deep green leaf
Entertains a ladybug
There is no grief
No pain
Carpets of love protect me from falling
Canopies shelter me from rain
The sun doesn’t burn
Am I here to learn?
If so I will be the best student
I will never be truant
My work shall be fluent
But who will teach me?
I guess just look around and see
Such wonders
No blunders
I never want to end my class
Who showed me this path?
I ask
As I look to the sky
A silver wing floats by
I reach up to touch it
I feel so fit
I can do anything
I pulled down the wing
Took a flight
Into the night
The bruised sky
Threw me high
Oh why?
Why did I want more?
Through this flaky door
Into amber flames
This isn’t funny
Not wanting to play these games
Stood before me
Failing sight I see
A creature in red
Wanting me dead
Black is the day
Fear is the night
Life full of fright
Please take me back
Away from black
To that world so beautiful
Where I would be dutiful
Never would I ask for more
Please guide me through that evil door
Where are my angels
Where have they gone?
Allow me another chance
To hear that bird song?
© Fiona Cummings
HOPELESS
BY FIONA CUMMINGS
I’m simply a hopeless case
A number without a face
I look in the mirror
And see a disgrace
But what do I do about it?
Everything I start I quit
Pains in my stomach with grief
My life I’m in disbelief
How could that be
And why me?
How to move on in life
Without facing challenges and strife
Which way to go
I just don’t know
Others aren’t telling me
Or giving me the key
Where is that door
And once more
If I find it where next?
I feel so angry, so vex
Pains in my chest
Tears rusted
I’m busted
Revealing all elements for all to see
I just want to be free
From the black cloak
See through the smoke
I don’t want to choke
As I pull off the fingers which forbid me from breathing
And I sigh a relief as the bony limbs are leaving
Another stronger hand replaces
Shadows chases
Into nettles
Where are the petals?
It’s icy cold
I’m afraid
No hand to hold
Pushed into the grave
To my pain I’m a slave
I just want to cut the chains
To my soul I lose
And the devil gains
© Fiona Cummings
LOOK THROUGH MY EYES
BY FIONA CUMMINGS
Look through my eyes
There’s no disguise
Not one single surprise
Look through my eyes
From my point of view
No sunsets
No pretty view
Regrets?
I have a few
That’s how the old song goes, right?
For one day and night
Take my lack of sight
See how much it changes your life
Simply pour from a boiling kettle
Cut your leg on sharp metal
Sting from the prickly nettle
Have headaches
Bruises and breaks
Sunshine?
Not for me
For these eyes of mine don’t see
A pretty bluebell?
Yes I have smell
But just to see for me
Would take me out of hell
To walk free
And go wherever
To know others are not ashamed of you
And will love you forever
If only I could see
It would mean freedom for me
To leave the four walls at whatever time
What have I done to stay in this prison?
Committed a crime?
Just for a moment listen?
To look through my eyes
Just for a short while
See how I paint on my smile?
Simple things in life
To you, give me such strife
To look in the mirror, before I go out
Is so frustrating I just want to shout
What do I look like?
Old young?
Why have my eyes
Deprived me from fun?
Waving my fingers in front of me
Trying my best to see
Even a shadow?
Would mean the world to me
My child’s beautiful face was stolen
When he was just born
Now he’s an adult, what does he look like?
I’m so torn
I wish you could see like me
Just for a day and night
You would see a world full of shivering fright
Open your eyes turn on the light
There would be no difference
From sunset to dusk
Difficult to judge distance
Always feeling like you are a hindrance
Hating your every existence
Pain is a must
Feeling alone
No one is in
When you pick up the phone
Not knowing the time
Can’t see the clock
Can’t turn the heating on
Or off when it’s hot
Hearing laughter outside
But they don’t hear you crying
Seeing your smile
But don’t know you feel like dying
Turn on the TV
It’s much of nothing to me
Put the radio on
It’s full of where to go for the day
Wishing the nightmare would go away
Pick up a book
What for?
Trying to cook
Can’t see the numbers on the dials
Washing clothes?
Gardening, thorn from the rose
Getting lost somewhere you knew so well
Get me out of this garden of hell
A place I found so peaceful
Tranquil and beautiful
Now blades slice through
Where flowers once grew
Friends who were never away
Are suddenly busy every day
Just see through my eyes
For one single day
At least you will see again
Say goodbye to the pain
Copyright Fiona Cummings 2015
AND SLOWLY HE WILL BURN
BY FIONA CUMMINGS
Closing the curtains
and the world behind
Shutting my eyes so long have been blind
Locking the darkness out of my mind
Hoping the evil won’t be able to find
Shadows of blades
Bang against my window pain
Fighting the force I prayed I wouldn’t see again
Clashing smashing, bashing sounds
Glass of poison all around
Cuts so venomous
Life is pernicious
Slipping sliding on the ground
It’s absolutely treacherous
The demon speaks and I’ve been found
His eyes bore into my soul
Piercing fire glowers
With his hatred he shows his powers
He is so dishonourable
And completely malicious
I’m so vulnerable
And he’s so vicious
Closing the doors
Cracks appear on the floors
I can’t escape the demonic wars
My fate the cards are
dealing
As blood drips through my ceiling
My eyes pulled out
I try to shout
But no one hears me appealing
So lying hear
In total fear
Just waiting
As the situation keeps inflating
He won’t be happy until there’s nothing left
But leaving him I don’t regret
As one day he will learn
His Malevolent mind
My maker will find
And slowly he will burn
© Fiona Cummings
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