Poems..My Way

Whimsical verse on love

2009-07-16T11:13:00.001-07:00

‘Tis a wonderful, magical rhapsody

Love’s own sweet lilting melody

Enraptured two sols entwine

Unite to stand the test of time

Love’s music was their sole guide

In a world where affection hides

Hardships many they will face

Dishonour, mayhap a fall from grace

In love’s grasp, they will hold true

They allow themselves naught else to do

Compromises, honesty and sacrifice,

Love stands on the precipice

Of falling, drowning, in an abyss

Forgotten, lost, forever amiss

But hearts so loving seldom drown

Forever a smile, never a frown

Enveloped in Love’s warm cocoon

As safe as a baby in the womb

Together, forever in their hearts

They will remain till death do them part

Whimsical verse on love

2009-07-16T11:13:00.000-07:00

‘Tis a wonderful, magical rhapsody

Love’s own sweet lilting melody

Enraptured two sols entwine

Unite to stand the test of time

Love’s music was their sole guide

In a world where affection hides

Hardships many they will face

Dishonour, mayhap a fall from grace

In love’s grasp, they will hold true

They allow themselves naught else to do

Compromises, honesty and sacrifice,

Love stands on the precipice

Of falling, drowning, in an abyss

Forgotten, lost, forever amiss

But hearts so loving seldom drown

Forever a smile, never a frown

Enveloped in Love’s warm cocoon

As safe as a baby in the womb

Together, forever in their hearts

They will remain till death do them part

The Queen's Sacrifice

2009-07-16T11:12:00.000-07:00

Cold as ice, as glass, as frost

The queen walks toward the fort

Aloof, calm, dignified

Seeking not to thwart, but to defy

Resistance she knew, was futile

To her fate she was reconciled

One final try, one last endeavor

To halt the cruel empire’s sabre

For her people she ventured forth,

Fearlessly knocked on death’s dark door

Greeted by her murderers vile

She faced them, strong, eye to eye

“One last plea,” she intoned

“Spare my people, let me atone

For sins no one did commit,

For which I must now submit

Give me your word, upon your sword

My people will retain their safe abodes

My blood shall b their path to life

It’s flow will make them survive.”

An oath she took, then she died

Her death knell became a battle cry

Blood lust grew in those she saved

For her, the empire they braved

Now the queen fair rules the sky

The queen of cold glass and ice

The fire in her heart burns bright

That fire is the key to paradise

Random Awful Verse

2009-07-16T11:11:00.000-07:00

Solitude, none know its worth

Scare ‘till death, none at birth

Ardent seekers it does elude

To others it comes in multitudes

Solace, sweet cousin reminds

Of a painful, forgotten time

Warm, a salve to soothe our wounds

As beautiful, as cold, as the moon

Silence, her sister is easier to seek

Sole companion when times are bleak

Silence I seek your comfort divine

Silence, will you ever be mine?

Belonging

2009-07-16T11:08:00.001-07:00

Wide, deep eyes that stand out
And intellegence that's understated
Among gangling limbs and dazzling smiles
Will always be disliked, hated

Her deep thoughts
Expressed freely, without inhibition,
Tend to puzzle her peers
Who can't relate to her speculation

So alone she stays
Alone in a crowd
With others moving around her freely
Lauging, gay, joyously loud

Will someone listen
To her heart's lonely song?
Will someone tell her
Where she belongs?

She's an adult in a child's body
Her understanding and maturity
Are found rarely, even in those grown
Yet adults regard her with incredulity

She's speaks enough to be their equal
She is still but a wee babe
Desperate, lost in her world
Berating God for the way her he made

Too old to be among her peers
Too young to be among those older
Too strange to be accepted anywhere
Every moment growing withdrawn, colder

Will someone listen
To her heart's lonely song?
Will someone tell her
Where she belongs?

She is imprisoned behind invisible walls
Secluded, unwanted, despondency grows
Her eyes become empty, lights no longer there
No one can understand her, this she knows

Strangely, she feels no pain
No greif, no sadness, not anymore
Just emptyness, cold and piercing
Her mind icy, her heart sore

Slowly, she ceases to exist
Those around her cannot fathom why
She was lively and exuberent once
Now nothing, no sound, no sight, nigh

No one listened
To her heart's lonely song
No one could tell her
Where she belonged

Through The Looking Glass

2009-07-16T11:07:00.000-07:00

Glance through me looking glass wee child,

What, oh what do you see?

Bright sunshine and soft white clouds

Fragrent flowers buzzing with bees?

A clear sky, the brightest azure,

Dainty rabbits with woffly noses?

Bluebirds who sing a song so true,

Buttercups, daisies and roses?

Grass, so luch!, carpeting the meadows,

Large trees and new green shoots,

Branches laden with leaves, flitting butterflies,

Red strawberries, melons and fruits?

Oh! A paradise such as this,

Is that what you see my child?

Only happiness and gay laughter,

Nothing sad, nothing unhappy, nothing vile?

Look now my child, another glimpse,

To the other side, to see,

A world different to the one before,

Full of dark deeds and grief

A battlefield strewn with the dead,

Smoke clouding the sky

The stench of fear fills the air

With wit, whimpers, screams and anguished cries.

Men killing men, 'til no one is left,

The battlefield, a wasteland it is now,

The ground quenches its thirst with blood

Everything there dead and burnt, even love

Oh! Do not weep dear child,

At what you have witnessed, seen,

For 'tis but reality, the world we live in

'Tis what will be, is and has been

Another look my child,do not be scared

At yet another scene on its glassy face

Not paradise, yet not all bad

Not tained with blood, not edged with lace

An old dame limps along

Stumbling on her diseased leg

To her a fresh-faced youth hastens

To offer support, kindness, to help.

Two men start a quarrel

Voices dark with anger, faces dangerously close,

But at the sight of their sweet daughters

They part as friends, not foes

Ah! A smile I see on your face my child

I see that this has pleased you

Now you know that good and evil reside together

Like a dead bloom near one shining with dew

Trot along home now sweet child

'Tis late, but come again if you please

To glance through my looking glass once more

To wonder at all you see.

Don't Love Me

2009-07-16T11:06:00.001-07:00

Don’t love me out of gratitude

Don’t love me out of pity

Don’t love me ‘cause I’m ugly,

Don’t love me ‘cause I’m pretty,

Don’t love me for my money,

Don’t love me for its lack

Don’t love me for my charm,

Don’t love me for my tact

Don’t love me to change me

Don’t love me to hurt me

Don’t love me for work,

Don’t love me for my play

Don’t love me for things I do,

Don’t love me for the things I say

Don’t love me for my friends

Don’t love me for my family

Don’t love me for my pets

Don’t love me for my home

Don’t love me at all, for all these things,

Don’t love me, because you see,

I just want someone

To love me.

Simply love me for me.

Servitude

2009-07-16T10:55:00.000-07:00

I cannot say what I want,
My opinions aren't meant to be expressed,
I am merely a servant, without thoughts,
Forever subdued, repressed.

I may only speak,
When my Master commands,
I may only smile,
When fortune befalls those whose work I do

I may only cry,
When my Lord is distraught
He tells me what to feel,
I merely do as I'm bidden

My ideas, my thoughts,
Belong to another human being'
My mind and my heart
Is in another man's keeping

I was born in servitude, and I shall die in it
But my life isn't as difficult as it seems
No dreams of freedom can torment me
For I was never taught how to dream

Tears of Blood

2009-07-03T05:23:00.000-07:00

Lost in the endless labyrinth of grief
I try to find a way out
But my efforts are rendered futile
Plagued with uncertainty, doubt.
You know all this and yet
You continue to torment me so
I’ve tried to escape so many times
And you always refuse to let me go.
You won’t see me cry tears of Blood
I won’ let you destroy my life
I will escape, get away
I will fly.

You try to restrain me
With words that the me
You make me feel guilty
You blackmail me
You don’t want me for yourself.
But you loathe letting me go
You curtail my freedom spitefully
Your behaviour violent, low
You cannot make me cry tears of blood
I won’t let you destroy my life
I will escape, get away
I will fly.

I am a bloom that you destroyed
Crushing my glow in you darkness
You made me wilt with your cruelty and vice
Kept me on a leash, with a harness
You took away my innocence, my honour
With you, my childhood died
You callously crushed my youth
But I will not let you destroy my pride
You cannot make me cry tears of blood,
You cannot take away my life
I will escape, get away.
I will fly.

You try so hard t curb me,
But my lord, it is all coming to an end.
You cannot make me weep tears of blood
You cannot make me wilt and die
I will escape, I will fly.
I will survive.

Grief's Wings

2009-07-03T05:21:00.000-07:00

You want to see me cry,
But I shall refuse you satisfaction
Not a tear shall escape my eyes
I shall not be marred perfection
You hurt me
In the worst way I could be hurt
You betrayed me
Treated me like dirt
But you underestimated me
You thought I would break
I cannot be broken,
You cannot break me.
I refuse to be torn,
You cannot tear me
You tried to rip me apart
But I stayed firm
I won’t allow you
To break my heart
I won’t let you
Destroy my life
I won’t beg, or plead with you,
And lose my pride
You don’t matter to me anymore
I’m ashamed that you once had
I thrust you out of my heart
I thrust you out of my head
And you’re certainly not coming back.
I don’t need you to live
I don’ need you to die,
I don’t need you at all,
To make my life a lie
I am fine as I am
I am strong
I don’t need your assistance
To move on along
You were simply an error
In a long line of mistakes
I won’t run or hide from you.
Nor will I in grief partake
You lost something precious
You lost me
The loss will haunt you forever
The guilt will torment your dreams
But I will be grateful to you for one thing
In my sorrow I have found many things
And now I can fly away, from what you did
For you, finally, gave me wings.

This was just something that came out when I listened to on too many gothic songs. There's another poem too..just like this.

Shades of Gray

2009-07-01T12:54:00.000-07:00

Her world has always been black and white

A clear line drawn between dark and light

She knows the differnce between right and wrong

In a world where she doesn’t belong.

A world that has dusk and dawn

A world that has eve and morn

A world where nothing is ever clear

A world where principles disappear

Integrity here is loosely defined

Nothings ever yours nor is it mine

And here she struggld to maintain clarity

Unable to understand what she should be

What was right this moment, wasn’t the next

Both seemed the same; peace ad unrest

I wish I could tell her to accept it all

I wish I could help her; soften her fall

I wish she would accept both night and day

I wish she would embrace those shades of gray.

I meant to start off with the poetry I had written when I was ten and then work my way up..but its dark now, and I really don't have the patience to dig out my notebook then type the poem out, cringing while I go it. Clearly, I was awful at 10, and barely tolerable now.

Still, they've always helped me get stuff off my mind.

This, written when I am (was) 16, at 1:26 a.m. is..sort of weird.