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SOPOETIC

PO# 645217
United Kingdom
United Kingdom
MY MUSIC TELLS YOU MORE ABOUT ME THAN I EVER COULD. JON ME ON SOUNDCLOUD SEARCH FOR - @SOPOETIC - MY NAME IS CHASE.. 37 .F.UK
September 7, 2019
 

GRIEF'S GLARE

One of the hardest things to bare after losing my father is that I did not have the opportunity to say goodbye. Naturally, it is impossible to be with every family member when they cross over.

I mean it's when a loss is so sudden I often feel that I have missed closure. I feel cheated out of a special moment with my Dad. Losing him brings about deep feelings of grief, and grief still consumes me.

Obviously, it was harder in the first few weeks and months after he died but now that the harshness and shock has faded I still fill the pain if not the same but more as the numbness has been seared away with time. Although, the grief is significantly more 'transparent' what it la...

ANGEL BREATHING
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September 8, 2019
 

WEEKLY CHALLENGE - 1 SEPT 19

Even the plank stiffness of this old, unyielding bench can't arrest my body's sink into deliverance. Lying in the dark, basking in exalted freedom from fear coalesced in my chest. Tbe adrenalin's leaking into to me, buzzing me up. I can feel my heart swing and the blood pumping through my viens like a record going round and round. My mind is over working and I can hear  my own voice's repeated warnings "you shouldn't be doing this"... over and over like a parrot mimicking my conscience. It's still pitch dark in the park and Manchester's Angel Meadow is spooky at 4 o'clock in the morning. Am I still alone? I am so aroused now but the lights across the road are bri...

STARS
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September 8, 2019
 

DARK HEARTS UNTOLD

When the stars are out you still think of me. Drop your rose-tinted views of destruction and poverty. Love like pity memories of old a future within me lost lives to unfold.

I would give this world just to dream a dream of you. I know you're hurt and I feel it too. The light inside me shuts out the dark but it's the dark in your heart that sets us apart.

So when the moon comes out let my heart shine through. The demons is me and the darkness is you. Grains of lust held in my mind in the quicksand of your thoughts for you to find.

When its eerie outside and the world turns cold. When you're weary at heart and the locks corode. Historical lovers never so bold and you st...

HOPE BATEMAN
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September 7, 2019
 

RIDING AN UNCLEAN CONSCIENCE   

HE wipes his EYES as I realise,
HE fills my heart with hope and lies. SMILES of WISDOM behind my SIGHS.

HE forgets HE's not the only ONE with a BEAST inside. HE tips ME up to SUPPORT his PRIDE His EGO lives and MY HEART survives.

HE FEEDS his unclean CONSCIENCE by the ROOTS.  HIS love GROWS cold MY HEART hangs LOOSE. HE hides BEHIND his hangman's NOOSE.  

ISIDE we still FIND our HANDS entwined as WE grow OLD together WE cried HIS cheating SOUL that DIED.

A LIFELESS JOURNEY no LOVE no GLORY A double-edged STORY.

No GOALS no ROADS to THE END of CUPID's old BROKEN arrows.

Just LOOKING for a TRAIL to FOLLOW to the sorrow of the RAINBOW's GOLD.   

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GABRIEL MUCHIRI
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September 7, 2019
 

THEY DON'T MAKE THEM LIKE YOU NO MORE.

The only one who knew me before, all the masks and the gaps and the eyes like maps you looked through until the camaflague cracked. It's me missing you, the one who never flew in the wind of  your wings, so sore. Those lies took my side to the better tides and I never knew you were true for sure. You loved me to the core and I loved you much more, than you saw. My heart is raw still on tour to the shores we ensured to forge. Like you hoped I will float on the boat through the book you wrote and feel ease on the seas where we've been, and in the breeze your soul soars free, rest in peace. I wont slack in your tracks, you're my Dad I want you back. They d...

SLAPPIN' THE BASE
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August 26, 2019
 

MIND WANDERING

"..Not all who wander are lost" says Tolkien.  That much is true. I rewind my mind always back to you. I self-medicate with my own creative ' memories' and eleivate unhappiness by absorbing myself this obsession with you. I know reality is nothing more that an illusion however  persistent it may be. I receive comfort from my frequent visits to this fabrication of what might have been and glide rather than slide on the scars of the love that was ours.

@sopoetic on SoundCloud (music mixes)

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CRYSTAL CLEAR
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August 26, 2019
 

REFLECTION

Lonely as an only child I'd stare at the eight year old reflection in my Barbie handheld mirror. Golden firey hair and pink blushed cheeks. Atomically thinking not, "what I will look like in ten years time?", but, "who will I be? Where will I be?" And most importantly, "who will be with me?"... Mum and Dad were strangers who came and gave me gifts on birthdays and Christmas. Nana loved me and looked after me. All I knew was her love was limited to life in childhood. I sensed a ticking clock on my comfort zone. Low and behold eighteen years old, exactly ten years later, I was out on my own, out in the cold. No apron strings too hold. My life was about to unfold more so unravel.. I ...

INTO THE GALAXY
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August 26, 2019
 

Voices inside my head,
echo things that you've said.
Forces inside my soul,
Hold you and won't let you go.
Wild horses inside my mind,
Take me to a place back in time.
Lightning inside my spine
Strikes me that you are still mine.
Feelings inside my heart,
Breaks me now we are apart.
Tortured inside my life,
One day we'll make it alright.

@sopoetic on SoundCloud (music mixes)

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ANGEL OF PASSION
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August 25, 2019
 

FIRST LOVE pt. 3

Occasionally, I get dreams and I'm right back there again. I'm still as trembly as I was back then. I sometimes weep at this vast inner romantic saga that sporadically played out in my mind. There's all this mass of emotional energy just spreading outwards and it all ends terribly unhappy. People talk about one love but there is the need to love and the need to be loved and they're not the same thing.

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ILLUSIONAL
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August 25, 2019
 

FIRST LOVE pt. 2

All first love is unrequited ultimately because it's so huge, it's such an act of giving and it requires so much back that it can never be given back; and indeed you wouldn't necessarily want it given back.  It's just like an atom bomb, it's all the energy of who you are and who you want to be and what you love and what you hope to be explodes; and it is impossible for  single human being to offer that back to you in a mutual way.  It would be like matter meeting anti-matter. It is almost important that what you do is worship and yearn and long, and that for me was the single most important thing in my life.

@sopoetic on SoundCloud (music mixes)

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BOOK LOVE
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August 25, 2019
 

FIRST LOVE pt. 1

That unbelievable hole that opens up inside me of longing and yearning and pain and joy. That great bundle of toxic emotions alied to beauty and opens up in to nature and glory and suddenly connects me to every love poet and love song ever written. That explosion in my head and heart can never be matched, "you can never hope to recapture that first fine careless rapture" I think the poet put it. But it stays with me like a good acid trip. I get a little flashback every now and then - it'll never leave me. It teaches me to see and    feel things differently, it educates my soul.

@sopoetic on SoundCloud (music mixes)

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AAKASH PANDEY
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