I REMEMBER

I’d once thought of love as fragrance
that produces a long lasting aroma,
An attraction that many can’t ignore,
Then I met you and the scent became unattractive.

Anything graced by your presence dies, be it tangible or not,
Clouds no longer hover above your head without producing lightening,
Before you love was magnificent,
Now I don’t even know what to think.

In my eyes loves color is lost,
An image it use to occupy in my mind
as long since faded,
Birds are now silent for they’ve lost their melodies and daylight has gone into hiding giving birth to only darkness.

The rhapsody lingers no more,
Silence remaining ever present,
You’re the sweetest soul I’d ever met,
But then you became the bitter devil I should’ve avoided.

© Xavier J. Frazer

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Information and a Poem

So the haitus I took was much longer than I had expected, nonetheless during that time of self reflection, I have been working on two manuscripts simultaneously. Each manuscript upon completion will take on a life of it’s own.

The first will be befittingly titled DRIED ROSES; this book of poems speaks on matters relating to the pains and woes of being in a toxic relationship. With each gem that is penned the reader will be able to relate whether he/she has had similar experiences.

The second will be befittingly entitled UNORTHODOX MUSING; this book of poems will take you into world of an underserved youth, where anguish, frustration, death, Injustices amongst other things are ever present. With this book you will live through his eyes, die and be saved.

So be on the lookout for these upcoming collections. But before I go here’s a sip, a taste of what DRIED ROSES will be offering;

ABATTOIR

Her personality; abysmal,

An acerbic one

and like

acetylene It gave an ache,

And I was a sheep

to her abattoir.

My death came quick

and painless…

Then I was forgotten.

© Xavier J. Frazer

Greetings

I have been absent from my blogging it’s not even funny. I am back though, after going through a tidal wave of life, love and family issues. To my fellow bloggers be on the lookout for my new and exciting works. I do hope the New Year has been treating you all well.

Ghost To Myself

There’s many storms brewing

Yet, when I present myself to you,

I am as calm as the midday sea

I spend days fighting a never ending battle,

A war I have no chance at winning.

I pretend to be who I am not

Trapped and restrained the real me,

You’ve hurt me up so bad

Injuries they’re overwhelming,

I sit sulking away over a bottle of gin & pineapple juice

Though they do nothing to numb this pain;

I succumbed to my emotions.

My outward appearance seems strong

Yet, behind closed doors I am like a sponge submerged in water,

Reminiscing with tears as they lose grip of my water based eyes

Heaven knows I have grown weary of putting on this show,

I tire of the scenes I play

And the all too familiar cast I know,

Still, I await these curtains to come down

Putting an end to this un-going fiasco;

Maybe then I will have some closer.

© Xavier J. Frazer

Its been awhile

Hey guys sorry for my absence, been extremely busy with life and all. I recently got married and I am currently working on two unfinished manuscript. But I will be posting poems, Bi-weekly starting tomorrow.

HI

Greetings one and all!

I have been absent from blogging for quite sometime, due to the fact that I have been working on my second book of poems. I promise to start blogging more frequently after I have gotten everything settled. 

With that being said i would like to offer my fellow Bloggers, Authors, Poets, Writers and all those who are following my blog and opportunity to read my first collection of poems for free. When I say free I  mean totally FREE!!! 

However I do ask that you kindly make an honest review about the collection on Amazon.com I would greatly appreciate it.

So you can contact me @xaydapoet@gmail.com and I will send the PDF to you via email. Or you can just comment your email in the comment section and I will do the rest.
One Love and Respect Everytime!!

A TREMBLING HEART

This is an excert from my self-published poetry collection befittingly entitled’Soul Cry An Anthology’.

I ask all of you my followers and friends to go support my book, get your copy from Amazon, I guarantee that you won’t be disappointed. So please support a fellow blogger and poet, after all we all travel along this worded path an without support, love and encouragement we won’t be who we are. 

Thanks in advance, Xavier J. Frazer

http://www.amazon.com/Soul-Cry-Anthology-Xavier-Frazer/dp/1536823821

State of Insomnia

I’m an insomniac
Tormented by this reality,

where innocent smiles are nothing but façades of murderous grins.

Old enough to not be scared

Yet still I am afraid of bed time stories,

For they turn out to be nightmares.

And the lullaby’s you hear sounds like an episode of beetle juice lost in auto tunes,

A remake of Beethoven’s Scary masquerade.

Tired of these Insomnia’s

I really need to get some rest.

But,how can I sleep knowing that I will be waking up to the horrific news

Of lifeless bodies laying in the streets,

Be it close or in some remote location

I have yet to discover.

I never believed in fairy tales
Given the trajectory of the times I wish I had,

This may seem girly but I wish

I was Alice in wonderland or perhaps Dorothy in the wizard of Oz.

A click of my heels would take me to an utopian home

As chaotic as things are I have to deal with this mentally derange zone,

A zone where everyone is suffering from some kind of sleepless hypnosis.

As madness and lawlessness roam free

Sporting faces of glee.

© Xavier J. Frazer 2016