Love and Hate, Joy and Sadness
Pleasure and Pain, Life and Death
Yin and Yang, Balance and Chaos
We cannot enjoy the Fore, without the Latter.
No Longer the FoyerTwists and turns, down dark corridors
the unlit halls are far too forlorn
For me, I think, I prefer the torches lit
it pains me so, it's difficult to admit
As the halls thin, it will be trouble to turn 'round
Going back were I came from, is not an option now
I wander here, and wander there as I wander further in
this maze, is so quite, I could hear the drop of a pin
Back and Forth, down silent passageways
I'll wander these halls, lost for days
Stuck in these stone walkways, forever
Lost in the conduits, of misery
Monkey See (Earlier Than She Should)the flowing river, a sunken head
a fitful night, her messy bed
a startled wake, and wild eyes
this time, a blessing in disguise?
her naked feet, the slick grass
her gasping lungs, she runs fast
her beating heart, and burning eyes
maybe this time, no one dies?
the flowing river, its finally reached
a fitful night, on the beach
a broken girl, and crying eyes
a dead body, of toddler size
Ask Me To Describe An Autumn's DayAsk me to describe an Autumn's day
and I'll try to grasp the subtle way,
the leaves fall to the ground;
Such a grand display
Ask Me To Describe An Autumn's Day?
no, I think I'd rather simply say
the world in all its effortless splendor
has all the glory of the Fae.
Ask Me To Describe An Autumn's Day
about how just before the leaves fall away
the forests gleam all orange and gold;
Soon the world will all be grey
Ask me to describe an Autumn's day
and I'll try to show you the subtle way,
that all the world will change
but for now? It's just an Autumn's Day.
The SongstressThe saddest words, but the sweetest smile.
I love the melody, and I love her style.
The message is clear, as is her diction,
and it's real pain, none of it is fiction.
She plucks at my heart strings. She sings my wounds open.
And that sickly sweet tune? It leaves me broken.
I am caressed by the beauty, but the meaning leaves me heated.
I am uplifted by the harmony. But with her chords? I am defeated.
The saddest words, but the sweetest smile.
I love the melody, but she gets me riled.
My sadness grows, and my anger is gifted,
but as the song ends, my mood is lifted.
Those sad words? They seem to warm my heart.
They move the broken pieces, that were there from the start.
The saddest words, hide beneath the sweetest smile,
and her beautiful melody, leaves me beguiled.
ASK ME THISAsk me this, or ask me that
Step off the pulpit in your brown leather spats
Keep your head high in the after math
Make something new, forge a new path
Eat only light, from the mountain's peak
Turn slowly now, when you turn to speak
Hate every breath you'll ever breathe
In this disdain is seen a fist, when the
Sentence starts with "Ask Me This"
United We StandWar stories? Too gory
fallen victors; all the glory
Served for long, or lived too short
Our stars and stripes, they did sport
Take one step down, then take a knee
Give thanks to those, hear my plea
They offered their lives, and some were taken
Given to protect your rights, if I'm not mistaken
In the field, or in an office
Both functions are sacrifice
Honor those, that protected your rights
Thank a veteran, for defending, your way of life
Falling Star, Falling StarFalling Star, Falling Star
How I wonder Where you'll fall
Down below the ocean's shore
When you go, so will more
Falling Star, Falling Star
How I wonder Where you'll fall
SNOWSnow is a beautiful thing
No two flakes are the same
On a cold winters day, a million could fall
What a beautiful thing
An InfernoA chilling fire, a
Blistering, burning, bolstering blaze
is produced by your
Unforgiving, unloving, unabashed gaze
And I'll step to the right
to avoid that frightful hate
an empty heart feels
nothing, naught not nothing indeed
for the life that they
filled with fright and fraught with need
the daggers push closer to my lungs
as your hateful vengeance is deeper plunged
A chilling fire, oh yes,
a fiery, furious, and forbearing flame
is created from your
unforgiving, unloving and unabashed blame
wishi wish the birds would swoop down
and pick me up in their wings
to take me right to you
i wish i could hold your hand
through anything and everything
even the eye of a hurricane
i wish i could look into your eyes
look deep enough to see them sparkle
brighter than any star or diamond
i wish i could kiss you
taste those lips so sweet
better than any honey
i wish i could hear your heartbeat
listen to its rhythm like a steady drum
slowly and peacefully lulling me to sleep
but no matter how hard i wish
stars can't make it come true
so i'll settle for meeting you in my dreams
Three Word BookIf I would write down
Every moment and thought that included you
I could write a book
But I wouldn't
I would only need to write
Because those three words
Would explain it all
For YouI wish I could love you
Like I know you deserve
Because since the beginning
Within me, you struck a nerve
I wish I could have met you
When I was tried and learned
So I could give you the sky
The moon and the world
For I would climb mountains
If only I knew how
To find you at the summit
And bend double in a bow
We would stand together, gazing
Through life, death, and beyond
Our silhouettes bonded
Outlined, as the day dawned
Through the looking glassIs this all real?
What is this sensation we feel?
Are we just reliving the life we once lived?
Did we die already and just get revived?
Who once decided what's left and right?
Who sees everything in black or white?
Is this whole world just a dream?
Is this all part of some scheme?
The answers to the questions were not written in ink
It always changes no matter how much you think
Because you're neither right nor wrong
People have been searching for answers for so long
Laws and rules,
Are just some of our tools
Tools to make this world seem more vast
If they are not believed in then they are just the past
Do we have some weird ideal?
Are we nothing yet real?
An answer is that ''we are'' therefore we exist
But that doesn't always mean we can coexist
Searching for answers can lead us to depression
But when we find the answer, do we remember what is the question?
WordsWords float on a thin line
Some scurry through
My cloudy mind
Never to be caught only
Leaving their essence behind
Give me writings to where
People can sometimes find
What I mean
No matter what I do
I can never seem to convey
The emotion of my poem to
A person despite who they are
I even doubt you
Will get just what I mean
When I finish a poem I rue
Make the stupid poem
My own words
Are twisting and forming
Into a poem I didn't make
Sometimes I feel like crying
The frustration is so great
I keep writing
Otherwise I'll always
Be just scribbling
LearningI discover more about you,
you teach me what love is.
I unveil hidden knowledge
everytime you give me a kiss.
The most genuine wonder
when you caress me softly.
Could you help me to discern
dream from reality?
All the ways to love you,
so different from all I knew.
I want do discover everything...
loving you is just so new!
HateI hate you
because I love you
I hate you
because you were my friend
I hate you
because I trusted you
I hate you
because you left
I hate myself
For letting you go
As The Darkness Devours Me WholeWhenever I hear those footsteps,
I pray to God-though he has
long since abandoned the likes of me-
As the devil draws nearer yet,
the bane of all mankind
Hear ye the sound of the angels weeping?
Mourning for all the souls lost?
The darkness encroaches upon human hearts-
and I fear for my vitality-
Against it, who can prevail?
And I pray...
Even as the darkness devour me whole
Dear MeDear me,
Have you seen yourself lately?
Have you seen how much you changed over a single course of a summer?
You used to be happy...
You were so naive, so innocent to what the world had to offer.
But one step too far led to this destruction.
You write depressing poetry almost every day.
A year ago, you wouldn't even dream this would become your fate.
You hide underneath a crumbling mask, trying to shove emotions you didn't know existed until now back into your mind for none to see.
Everyone thinks you're happy.
Minus the few you actually let under the mask and pour out your emotion for them to see.
As time goes on, your broken heart is beginning to heal, but...
Time ticks by so slowly...
So please, tell me...
What happened to you?
P.S. Please get better soon...
AutumnEverything is dying,
And it’s beautiful.
All the colours,
Make the world less dull.
It’s a bizarre idea,
That death is beautiful.
But death is beautiful.
It just means there will be another cycle of life.
You can feel the death all around you,
With the cold,
The trees that are becoming bare.
And its magnificent.
Words Of DeathYou didn't realize what you did to me.
You sliced me open
Tore out, not just my heart,
But every single one of my veins.
You made sure I wouldn't have a pulse.
When you handed me that rose,
You knew it would wilt
And you foretold our outcome.
I didn't recognize it at the time,
But giving me that rose,
Was you giving me my heart,
And you taking yours.
Your heart was guarded so perfectly by my soul,
That when you gave mine back,
The body that was your hearts temple,
Rejected what you abandoned.
You live on with your health,
While I, inside,
Am rotting to my death.
Was my love killing you?
Was I such a burden?
I don't deserve this.
You always made me cry,
I always held back those nasty words.
But you always let loose,
And didn't care if it killed me a little every time.
Maybe you realized you were dying,
Because of every hit you took to me.
Your mental scarring was enough,
And now you have decided to finally,
With those 6 words.
"I do not love you any more."