Hall ‘o’s eve
Oh hallowed eve
Hollow is this this evening
Paint dripping from my face, quick paced away from this place
Internally screaming
Eternity haunting, grieving
Leaving
Unfeeling
I’m reeling
So deceiving, no descriptions
New prescription, yet no healing
Barely breathing this hallowed hollow evening
Awaited invitation
Perceived pain revealing a darkend endless swirling ceiling
On the floor want this hurt no more
Pawing, clawing, crawling
Hall ‘o’s eve not naive
I felt you leave me this hallowed hollow howled evening
Giving Thanks
Giving thanks for the encouragement, every step along the way
For the times you held my hand when you must have wanted to slap my face
For the non-judgmental ear and for disproving each and every fear
For the enlightenment during the darkest paths
For never giving up or giving in, tho giving all you had to help me win
For always following thru, never letting me down
For ignoring all the times I was blind, as I see clearly now
For always reminding me to look up at the horizon when I wanted to fall to the ground
For the times you steered me vertically, where ever you chose to lead I knew it was to keep from hurting me
For knowing one day I would realize the reasoning behind all you’d done, knowing none of it was ever done in vain
For every deep breath and every tear shed that you reminded me only washed away the pain
For saving me from the entire world when I thought I was merely some lost forsaken soul
For spinning me around and round, tho not to make me dizzy; but to keep me busy when I just wanted to run away
For not holding me back, or tying me down and for every bit of love I have ever found
I thank you for always being true and always being you
Lastly I thank you for loving me and always allowing me to be just that
Just me
©2015 Shavon Taylor ♥Clovers All Over♥
Miss The Abyss
Shed away all the madness It’s time to taste bliss
A moments hesitation creates only a chance to flee
Forget the silly notions of picture perfect proclivity
Letting it stop, considering the possibility
Merely tears open the abyss
That solitary secret, silence swirling seductively
Orbiting convoluted conscience, not allowed to see
Smoke screen, sweet scene, losing lucidity
Nightmares vs. Daydreams
Or could this be, the real thing staring back at me?
Trust in me as I trust in you
The rush of each kiss, washes away all doubt
The warmth in every embrace, a summery wind upon my face
You grant each and every wish, while I am at your whim
Tiger like territoriality, come take a bite outta me
The beauty beheld in our future, I cannot wait to see
©2015 Shavon Taylor ♥CloversAllOver♥
Unperfected
A wrecking ball comes crashing through
Tearing down all the walls around you
A life altering step forward or downward falter
It depends on how you look at the land
Do you see what could be or hold on to the memory of what use to stand
Do you shed light on the darkness or dwell on what you miss
Would you choose to love those you have hurt or hurt those that you love
In the garden do you play in the dirt or would you prefer gloves
Rainy days I swear are the best, no silence to be found
Do you enjoy or protest, soaking up the sounds or search for dry ground
So much you can tell of a person by what causes their misery
So hard to tell fairy tales from mysteries
We’ve all got our story, our own version of perversion
If we could all just remember the past is history and each day is a chance to make happier memories
Maybe we’d all be just a lil more carefree
©2015 Shavon Taylor ♥CloversAllOver♥
Life Of The Unknown
A whole new life awaits just around the bend
Beware of the jagged rocks scattered throught the trail
Low hanging vines threaten to strangle your sight
Sure footing the only way to continue forward
The key to making it happen?
A stable foundation, knowing where you stand
All the while never sure where the path may lead
Hopping from one moment to the next
Seeking stability in each step
Every hand reaching from the darkness has it’s own agenda
It’s own mark to leave in your past
Some lifting, gliding, guiding palms
Others crushing, punching, punishing fists
Watch your step,
Potholes and landmine plague this field of dreams
A moment’s hesitation could seal your fate
Thoughts so easily slip away like sand in the wind
Time drifts away in the breeze
All swirling, whirling, confused and confined within itself
Memories bottled on a shelf slowly growing dust
All mashed together to form a surprisingly elegant collage
A single frame to contain all of them seems impossible
A tight squeeze to say the least
Instead they become lost moments once held so dear
Locked away in the darkest corners of our minds
Leaving us lost to the emotions of our hearts
We all find a seat in the empty hall for now,
knowing we will be called soon
Empty, void of all answers
Only questions remain in this Life Of The Unknown
©2015 Shavon Taylor ♥CloversAllOver♥
For Instance
You say you’re so inspired but they know you’re wired
First you’re hired then you’re fired
Ignoring the truth as it’s transpired
Hey, maybe you’re just too tired,
Maybe you‘re transfixed
You heard the alarm sound don’t try and say you were unwarned
The only cyclone you see tho is the one you’re spinning in your own mind
Still it seems the questions dangle alongside you unanswered
Eyes blood-red, rage blurring vision enough to fake being blind
Isn’t it easier when we work things out as a team
If you could just take the time to lend a hand, even to just think about a few people other than you
When you put others first you may be amazed at the things a friendship can do
If you don’t like my blueprints I should remind you it’s possible that what you see now may be ugly
Really all you need to do is change your point of view
Like that long debated question: half empty or half full?
Tell me; how do you see your cup?
Still bitter, still angry maybe a little confused?
Try not to decide too fast
When considering the future try not to focus too acutely on the past.
Does the rain of yesterday determine tomorrow’s forecast?
You can decide what comes next, it’s not all up to fate
Believe me I’ve been there, yes I can relate
There were many times I wouldn’t even step near the plate
Instead I chose to start over, clean slate
Pushed away the frustration of the loss
Started working to gain ground, stopped worrying so much about the cost
Got back in the game, like a boss!
Not planning on playing for keeps but sure, I’ll give that ball a toss
Negativity is nonsense,
A smile can make a world of difference
Suddenly your cares are a million miles away and you didn’t even notice the distance
Turning around to realize a near perfect existence
All it took was a different angle and a touch of persistence
Make yourself happy tho, that you should always do, keep in mind my words are just for instance
©2015 Shavon Taylor CloversAllOver
Decypher Me
He thinks my attention is momentary
Best way to attain it he believes is merely negative means
He sees me as a cynic, a dreamer too afraid to dream
Claims I’m hurtful and hateful,with a hole where my heart should be
Moment by moment his opinion changes of me
He expects changes from me, lays it out truthfully unknowing of the pain inflicted so cruelly
Trying to help me without tying me down, tearing me down
Unfairly I expect him to know how much my choices already weigh
Unjustly I only want for him to trust me
Pushing or pulling, none will ever move me
My emotions flash and flare with each flick of wind
Sadly sharing its strength with his words,
Each linguistic blow knocks that same wind from my sails
Stuck as the water grows stale, stagnant
The sweet salty air becomes sour, sticky, sickly
I’m finding it hard then harder to breathe
If only he knew how badly I need for him to just believe
Not to cast stones nor remind me of my crutches nor falls and fails
How could he not see, I am aware if I continue this way I may never grow
No need to point out my flaws, that’s not the attention I crave nor desire
His affection I wish could be my only infection,
Instead I’m left licking salt from my freshly healing wounds at his discretion
It may seem I don’t care, or ever plan to change
The truth is my dear; far, far more strange
I love that you make me feel loved,
You remind me of how it felt to be happy
I appreciate you showing me opportunity in all that could be
Just please; I beg of you when you do, to do so kind and gently
I understand it pains you to see me destroying my self,
Bear in mind though I do so very well already
All by myself
Realistically I am in no need of help
©2015 Shavon Taylor CloversAllOver
Reconditioning Me Too
What may not make a difference to most may make a world of difference to a few
It’s all in personal preference, honestly just how are you to know
I only wish more would attempt to gain a sense of what’s important
Everyone has their own ways, those little things that drive them insane or may leave them feeling incomplete
Some it seems even claim these as “needs” and declare it to be set in stone
One may actually come completely undone, demanding you must learn
Sure to set the tone voicing with contempt, their disgust of your utter disregard or unconcern
An entire day may suffer for the underestimation of importance of such seemingly petty things
In this particular instance how could you have known the significance
Suddenly they’ve got you walking a wire without a hint of realization
For you something so superficial or miniscule would make not a bit of difference
No reason you should suffer consequence for a specification you were never even shown
You should not be held accountable for others lack of sharing, it’s not for lack of caring
Sadly not having the knowledge of their requirements was through no fault of your own
If they seem to be unstable; if words spoken when they protest lack tact, no manners shown
If they start tearing u to shreds with merely a vehement voice maybe it’s time to tell them to go home
No need for u to heed such anger nor to accommodate such impossible requests when they become so irate
Ignore the frustration wrongfully directed at you and say “Sorry friend that’s the best I can do”
©2015 Shavon Taylor ♥CloversAllOver♥
Unrivaled
Take care when you unravel.
Take care when you lift the veil.
See the storm swirls so ravenously,
Yet you hold the power to unravel me.
A wife you may see so,
Do so tenderly when you lift that veil.
I will not lie and say I am not a mess.
Truth be told, I am everything I am meant to be!
I do not try to love you,
This comes o so naturally.
Do not be scared to see me
Do not fear you can not save me,
For you already have!
Unravelled, unveiled, unbelievably,
You already understand how to stand beside and behind me!
So take care when you take me,
For when you do you will forever have ALL of me!
Untrained
Imperfection meets impurity?
Binded or blinded, it’s insecurities to which we are bound
Losing sight or losing grip?
It’s all the same just another slip
A slight misstep or a complete free fall
Does it honestly matter after all?
We should be looking forward expectantly instead we focus on all we lack
Refusing to remember reflectively, must we tear everything apart dissectingly?
Decisively deciding each choice made was not chosen but was inevitability
Can we not see the goodness left, only all that has been destroyed?
Change isn’t always for the best tho sometimes you’d be surprised
Just remember you’re not so different from the rest, nor are you the same
©2015 Shavon Taylor “CloversAllOver”