Illness Unseen

a flame in the breeze

her eyes danced... dazzling with fire

...was misunderstood

even branded a liar

the signs were all there

but took too long to be seen

a disorder so...

profound... an illness unseen

her odd behaviour

now makes sense... can be explained

shame no answers sought

instead... everyone just blamed

a troublesome mind

is so hard to comprehend

mental illness hides...

in a world of judging friends

we've lost another

angel... too tender in years

because of stigma,

ignorance... misguided fear

so please look deeper

when odd tendencies appear

help... do not label

'till clarification's clear

as you just may save

someone... pain too hard to bear

as life's hard enough

...we all need someone to care!

© Debbie Razey 2015

The Tube

crimson-faced steel snakes; 

skulk, full bellied, beneath ground

...devouring free souls

glazed stares course through city veins

parallel lives... never shared 

© Debbie Razey 2015

Icarus Love

In your sweet words, I melt like Icarus's wings 

Blinded by the sheer brilliance of your heart's glow 

Caring little to none for consequences 

By now you'd think I'd have learned... that I would know  

Your passion's heat evokes my dreamer-self

Lost in love; hedonistically I glide 

Recklessly, fuelled by spontaneity,   

I summersault excitedly through your skies

No heed will I pay, to how I know this ends

My soul, in hand with yours, just wants to soar free

I will not accept incarceration here

I'd rather plummet to death within love's seas

So when I am found, washed up, upon life's shores

Please do not shed any tears, my love, for me 

For I will have tasted the heaven's nectar 

When with you, adorned in love... I once... flew free 

© Debbie Razey 2015

Poetry Sets Me Free

Poetry; it sets me free from the realms of my own mind

Never knowing what the pen is showing until I read and then I find

Words devour my inward thoughts, spilled out for all to see

Verse or prose, it matters not, the stanzas set me free

My drug of choice, poetry is my vice; I revel in its bliss

Poetry's passion elicits, in me, my every licentious wish 

Dispelling encroaching darkness, poetry saves me from my fears

Its eloquence of vocabulary is music to my ears 

Words resonate; I see my fate unwind in clear calligraphy

Poetry, my heart's pure voice, paints its raw emotive imagery  

Its decadence, without pretence, pieces back my fragmented heart

Through scribing out the pain of years; despair I'm enabled to depart

Without my muse and all its cues, I think I'd still be lost

So pen in hand and thoughts in ear, I scribble at all cost! 

© Debbie Razey 2015

Peculiar

#15words #micropoetry 

 

Unrecognised

No matter what I say to you

I can never get it right 

So I imprison the words inside of me

and I let my feelings type 

My heart is true and honest

but it's somehow not enough 

I bend beyond the realms of sense

with undeterred steadfast love

In my saddened heart I know, though

that this, you do not recognise

Through, filters of paranoia 

it's me you grow daily to despise 

I wonder how our journey will end; 

if we'll continue to muddle through

or if your demons will defeat us 

and I'll have lost... both me and you? 

© Debbie Razey 2015

Dawn

At dawn's first breath...

saffron gossamer sunbeams

kiss tenderly 

sleepy clouds

                                                       ...drifting 

                          lackadaisically 

upon breeze

© Debbie Razey 2015