sand upon a rock
stolen from you
something so true
so pure a thing
then came its sting
seeping into your soul
burrowing into depths and taking its toll
like a knife its cut came deep and swift
more and more began to rift
darker things came out of you
but sealed away
now at last
what had happend
lies in the past
friends were there
to take you away
came to your rescue
erased that day
happiness found its light
friends' strong hands
holding you tight
never letting go
untill you stand high
upon this land
on the unstable ground we know as the sand
LifeMy heart is falling,Life10 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Knees are shaking,
Eyes are wondering,
Mind is crawling,
Back of the line just like always,
No ones cares,
My eyes are bawling,
Life can bring sadness, joy, or pain,
But all i know is that it can stain,
Stain your heart and stain your soul,
Can change your idea of all you know.
don'tstaring out the open windowdon't10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
she sees the life below
the way things were
the way things are
and the way things might be
she remembers the times
when she'd look in the mirror
and so many times she'd cry
she remembers the times
when life was easy, no judgment,
no lies, no mockery
she remembers when there
was only one thing that needed to be done
she knows right now
she wants to die
to end the pain and suffering
to end the pain and feel the joy
that each new day will bring
to stop thinking or talking too much,
just sitting the silence through
how much she wishes she could stop herself
to act just normally, then maybe she
wouldn't judge herself
maybe she'd be happy
but now it's time for her to go
to stop wishing for such false hopes
for she knows the time that flows doesn't
always have that end
the last stop for her is the mirror tears
and she sheds one last drop of habit
a knife she holds
and to the top her arm she molds,
the marks that will forever stay
but then she talks, and laughs a l
she finally quitshe finally quit10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
who is that girl
she seemed so unbreakable
she seemed so stong
you thought she would never stop
thought she would never quit
untill she meet you
that unbreakable girl soon broke
that strong girl son crumbled
that laughing girl soon cried everyday
she just stopped one day
she finally quit
this night i remember...this night i remember...9 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
deep from the sea of silence,
comes the rain of mournful tears.
remembering you on this night...
how could i ever forget?
i think back to the day i last saw your sad eyes,
you were so still and had such little to say.
you spoke of wanting to feel free...
and told me the chains only got heavier...
i tried so hard to lift them!
...i wanted to carry your pain.
deep from the forest of whispers,
comes the breeze of lost carresses.
searching for a comfort on this night...
how could i ever smile again?
each step feels weaker than the last,
my eyes trail slowly around this empty scenery...
my heart pounds, but why?
you would want to see me feeling happy...
that you are no longer in pain...
but as i had said countless times,
"i cannot live without you".
© 2005 Millie Colclasure
Goddess of the NightGoddess of the Night10 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
dressed in white,
reflecting the moons eerie glow,
her flesh made of milk,
her hair made of snow.
goddess of the moon,
fulfills every dream,
she banishes the stars,
within her blood stream.
her frozen pearl eyes...full of your tears
her voice made of fog...filled with your fears
the blind pianistthe blind pianist10 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
tapping your fingers...so smoothly the song appears
"this is my story" you whisper in my ear
this is your way of speaking to me,
but the meaning is something you will only see.
hiding your little thoughts,
my heart stops.
Your gloved hands,
Your eyebrows deepen,
your song...so agile.
you will never see,
you will never know,
your own beauty.
You stay so still,
listening to the silence when the story completes,
time ticks so slowly,
amongst the empty streets,
leading you to nothing,
but what is it that inspires you?
You create something,
but in your mind is it so true.
...Your melodies paint beauty...but you will never see the colors.
copyright 2005 Millie Colclasure