ThresholdIt's red raindrops in the snowThreshold4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Still and morbid darkness grow
Behold the mourning gone away
In the shadows come what may
Darken soul and darken heart
Lips of crimson fall apart
In chains of steel forever bound
Beneath the cool and hollow ground
Cross the threshold, cross the sand
Spawn of madness, stronger hand
'Till every day that I behold
Glow and shimmer all in gold
My NameMy name is Utis.My Name5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Silently I wait and watch
they stripped me of my rank and title
left me here alone
bribed me to pieces)
My name is Utis:
my arms are cold
and the tide of this sea
My name is nothing.
Tide by tide runs in and out
they stripped me of my name and title
told me where to wait, and when;
pray it dies silently)
My name is Utis;
the sky feels cold
but the tide of this sea
will care for me.
My fears, my sanity, selfishness, intellect,
foolishness, bravery, jealousness, self-respect,
names of the people I wanted to stay
the sea and the nothingness
wash them away.
My Name Is
SewingThe needle sweeps through flesh and boneSewing5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
it knows the path and it alone,
tearing, breaking, pushing, gliding,
cutting, healing, matching, sliding
it won't reckon pain as something
worth to stop its hurtful sewing.
Then the dust it settles and
the open wound is gone again;
still, up and down the needle goes
where's it going? Hope it knows.
Building The EvilsPain seeps though the facade of a smileBuilding The Evils4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Staring in the eyes of whispering voices
Tears of the forgotten evaporated in lies
The truth in reason does but cry
Merry are the makers of riches
Spoiled to rotten core and plastic flesh
Call out you invisible peoples
You with the cold faces and hollow eyes
The heart is but a pump for blood
And your brains are salted heavily
Smog rolls in and we crawl at ground level
The towers of the rich reach higher
And we falter on this desolate shore
Knowing that heroes exist no more
It doesn't matter when youAnother moon, another star, another sun:It doesn't matter when you5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
suddenly, impossibilities seem fragile.
So what if the night sky is full of light
so what if the dead are cold?
They used their chances well.
Another me, another you, another dawn:
the storms of night are passing.
So what if the last of midnight's arms
trick us into falling forward?
Isn't that the way we're headed?
Make me forget about yesterday,
only the future is worthless today.