Poetry
Please note that all of these poems are copyrighted under the name
of Johnny Quixotic. Please do not download them or use
them in any manner without prior permission from the author.
I have included an introduction by the author
which explains a little about what poetry
means to him and why he writes it.
If you have any comments
about his poetry, please feel free to leave them
in my guestbook for him, he would love to hear from you.
- Johnny Quixotic -
Poetry has played a very important role in my life.
Writing has pretty much been a form of therapy for me.
I have filled several books with poems, all relating
to a specific emotion or event. Poetry helps me ride life's
proverbial roller coaster of lunacy. In essence, I use poetry
to channel certain emotions whether it is a harsh feeling
or a joyous one.
With the exception of "Reflections Of You", the following
poems are all from my collection that I call,
"A Narcisistic Anthology Of Sorrid Scriptures".
dripping candle wax
the late night drags on
fire burns inside your eyes
monotonously lost inside the song
the song that flows
from heart to mind
searching both in the
hopes it will find
someplace where it may
lay and rest
with no fears of
the eternal contest
that battles on
in a restless mind
fights between emotions
with no comfort to find
in the end
someone will be hurt
thrust to the ground
face full of dirt
selflessly you make
this one you
its what you feel
is right to do
is this right?
to sacrifice your feelings
what have i to say
of such divine dealings.
© Copyright 2000, Johnny Quixotic
Devastation
is what i'm now feeling
getting in touch while
emotions are reeling
reality's now
hitting me hard
feels like crashing
into a tree with a car
and you can't ever realize
you've got me so low
and who says it doesn't hurt
to have you say no
the fire inside is burning out
i seriously have
no more doubt
look at me
do you see my pain?
see it through my eyes
look out at the rain
lightning strikes
hitting the ground
and rips open the earth
to hell i am bound
the fire down there
casts out the rain
envelopes my soul
takes away my pain
being deep down
inside this hell
is more comfortable
than my past life
where i had control
control to never hold,
to hold you so dear
to never have love
year after year
will i find love?
will i find peace?
no.
not without you
i fear this will
never come to be
part of my reality.
© Copyright 2000, Johnny Quixotic
It's something that happens
Happens whenever I see your face
Angelically framed by your jesus hair
It's the feeling of weak knees
And overpowering longing
Topped by the loss of all words
Even slightly capable of describing how I feel
It's that one hesitant moment
Before embracing lips meet
Or hoping hands hold
It?s that eternal moment of unchallenged bliss
It's just the love I have for you
As I am coupled by you excellent personality
And mesmerized by your more than radiant beauty
© Copyright 1999, Johnny Quixotic
Seduction
She seductively leads me there
And lies me on the bed
Shows me everlasting
And bites me gently
While we hold our embrace
Passion guides us on
While she teases me still
When the climax comes
We've shared a love like no other
She opens her eyes as well as mine
To otherwordly fruits
I yearn again to taste.
© Copyright 1999, Johnny Quixotic
mIRROR hOUSE
aND THEN sHE'S cALLING oUT tO mE
mY nAME lINGERS hAUNTINGLY
iN tHE fLASHBACK tABLE tOPPED
mIRROR hOUSE
I pASS tHROUGH hER mIND
lIKE A rOLLING rOCK gATHERING mOSS
iN An oRANGE sPICE dREAM
dRIPPING cANDLE wAX
tHROUGH hER tEARS
pOURING dOWN tHE gUTTER oF lOVE
iN tHE dREARY sHADOWED
mIRROR hOUSE
lIVING iT uP
lOVING iT aLL
hATING mE sTILL
wITH tHE wIND
bLOWING tHROUGH hER tRESSES
fRAMING hER fACE iN aNGELIC
iMPERFECTION
oN tHE cOUNTER tOP iS wHERE wE lOVED
bENEATH tHE sTAIN gLASS rOOF oF tHE
mIRROR hOUSE
© Copyright 1999, Johnny Quixotic
Lemon Fresh
Liquid emptiness
Like my lemon fresh sorrow
Come again my dear
Van Gogh can't hear you
Close your eyes, tighten your grip
And loosen your mind
Let all reality slip away
Look around you in vain
As the blood flows
Freely it drops
As I do
While everything's black
I've lost it all
Leaping over the edge.
© Copyright 1999, Johnny Quixotic
Bind
How can we
Ever be
Complete
In loving others
And taking heat.
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Wish I could
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Not have stood
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Withering deep within
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And wallowing in my sin.
Longing love through life
My pathetic days of strife.
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But her I love as just mine
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And to her, my heart I bind.
© Copyright 1999, Johnny Quixotic
Angel
From the azure sky she came
Loved just me, and cared not for fame
Banished all my negative thought
Ecstatic happiness is what she brought
Taken upon the accursed night
Can't reverse action with all my might
Given nothing, nothing but pain
Love is gone for I've brought shame
Alas, poor, I've broken your heart
As when we're together, we're far apart
But love has returned
Fragile heart unburned
Withering flame, turned to blaze
I'm left spinning, love struck haze.
© Copyright 1999, Johnny Quixotic
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When at first I had seen, this humbly perfect being
And in her I do confide, her smile that draws the tide
Her gentle heart rings true, and her smile is nothing new
Yet still and from the start, 'tis her that melts my heart
The infinite flawlessness of she, melts a spirit, even me
Crumbles my will, for now in eternity
My heart cannot wait, so please disperse this hate
Can't imagine life without you, as I no doubt will find another
Of my very deepest emotion, you are still the mother
So if you please
Shed these
Selfish notions
I'll drown in the oceans
Of your eyes
Maybe then you'll realize
I love you.
© Copyright 1999, Johnny Quixotic
Time
There was a time
When all could rhyme
And differences of opinion
Creates another minion
All all are slaves
To that which saves
The poor hurting souls
Helped attain proper goals
People don't talk anymore
And all we hear is a cry for war.
© Copyright 1999, Johnny Quixotic
Breathe
Breathe the air
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The air that I breathe
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Take a sip if you dare
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Then turn and leave
Without a care.
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It makes me wonder
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What do you see?
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A tool
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Perhaps
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Something of a fool.
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Well what you see
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Is not me
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Not truly
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Judge not
Care not
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Live not
So what
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Doesn't matter to me
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That whatever I may be
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In your eyes
IS NOT ME
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SO SCREW YOU GUYS!
© Copyright 1999, Johnny Quixotic
What Is Wrong With Me?
What is wrong with me?
What do people really see?
Cannot they just let me live?
All I ever do is give
Words of consolation
Like running water through a sieve
My soul is dead
My heart of lead
Hung up here and left to be bled
Burning me at the stake
Because all you ever do is take
Might as well relinquish strife
And revoke my pathetic life
© Copyright 1999, Johnny Quixotic
JINX
BOOM BOX BEATS,
TEAR THROUGH MY BRAIN
LOVE OF MY LIFE
DOWN THE DRAIN.
MAILBOX BASEBALL AND A STAKE IN MY HEART,
CAUSE WHEN WE'RE TOGETHER, WE'RE STILL FAR APART.
OPEN THE DOOR AND WALK INTO MY SOUL,
CAN'T YOU GET THOUGH, YOU NEED TO CONTROL.
YOU BREAK DOWN MY PRIDE.
NOW I MUST HIDE
IN A JAMBOREE STOMP BOX.
I'M ALWAYS ON THE CHASE FOR A FOX.
I LOVE YOU FOR NOW, I LOVE YOU FOREVER
THEN YOU REPLY SIMPLY "WHATEVER".
IT HURTS TO SEE YOU
WHEN TIME CAN'T BREAK THROUGH
THE BONDS OF LOVE
YOU CRUSH MY HEART
AND FLY LIKE A DOVE.
© Copyright 1999, Johnny Quixotic
Reflections Of You
Staring at the hour glass
Watching the years go by
Taking it all and loving me still
Giving me the world
And all the chances there could be
Looking back I start to cry
How could all the years pass by
So fast
Just like autumn's leaves
Blowing by in a gust of wind
And I used to think
I was the odd man out,
But now I know
Without a doubt
How much I mean to you
For you've shown me
Through the years
And all they've thrown at us
You've shown me that you'll always
Be there to love
And to care
You've helped me see
How I am loved
By those who are too.
© Copyright 1999, Johnny Quixotic
