We kill angelsWe take the kindness for granted when
We think that we deserve it but then
The angel we owe this to falls finally
We wonder aloud and we wonder why
And over the angel we broke we cry
Still we can't see we caused it initially
It's too easy to make angels fall
While wond'ring "Where are the angels all?"
It's so easy to push them over the edge
By demanding and taking it all, yet
We never give, never repay the debt
Tell me, what excuse do we have to allege?
Oh, leeches we are, vampires feeding
On angels' hearts, don't see they're needing
Kind words once in a while, arms to hold them, too
Why do we not tell them they are precious
Instead we're treating them so malicious-
ly, We kill angels, we're hell and them is woe
Frightful MeetingShe ran into the woods aloneFrightful Meeting3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Until she reached an ancient stone
A forgotten giant's ashen bone
Overgrown by moss and firs
Where there was the love of hers
But not joy guided her today
Not happiness showed her the way
As rain fell from a sky led gray
Saltwater ran down her face
When she reached their meeting place
Adorned with a ruby red stain
A body awaited her slain
Causing such unbearable pain
Whom she'd given her heart to
Now had his own cut in two
Jelousy, the bitter passion
This cruel scenery did fashion
Where he ended up as ashen
and cold as the stone and sky
Made the loved girl want to die
Warm Me"The world is big and I am small,Warm Me3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I am short and the world is tall.
The world is cruel and I am hurt,
The world is cold and full of dirt."
The melody of a children's song
Echoed through the empty floor
When the shadow of a former self
Marched towards that certain door.
Behind that door there was a short shelf,
Drawers unlocked by a key
Agile fingers had stolen before.
The lighter was found with glee.
"The world is big and I am small,
The world is too deaf for my call.
The world is cruel and turned away,
The world is cold and has to pay!"
Like ice the darkened walls did glisten
On the floor there was a lake.
The last canister soon was empty
And the pale hand did not shake.
With a soft hiss the flame's brought to life.
It stretched and began to dance.
A hand tried touching it tenderly
Staring eyes entered a trance.
"The world is big and I was small,
It never did love me at all.
But with you the tables will turn!
But with you my friend, it will burn!"
39. DreamI had a wonderful dream last night39. Dream3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And now I desperately fight
Not to forget anything of it
But I keep loosing bit by bit
I am digging in the desert's sand
try to catch water with my hand
But the more and the harder I try
The faster the water trickles away
With the water the dream does comply
And my memories slowly decay
Commission - Angel and Demon"Are you going to tellCommission - Angel and Demon3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
the same story over and over again?"
I can hear you yell
Hear me out before you complain!
The story is eternal
Immortal and everlasting about
Two beings, one infernal
one divine, trust and doubt.
I am going to tell
An old story with new words again.
Once upon a time there
came an angel down to earth, so pure she was
Sent from above where
No lie was heard, there was no cause
For a word to be untrue.
For a single heart to host any greed.
About demons angels knew
They were a sinful breed.
To an unknown place there
Descended an angel, kind she was
But for reasons unknown
The angel found herself in a prison cell
Alone she did moan
And cry, bound by an evil spell
When she heard a man's sneering
Behind her back, she turned around to see
A demon appearing
Cloaked in darkness was he
It'd been a trap unknown
To the angel caught inside the cell
The demon scoffed at her:
"A-ha-ha! An angel needs a demon's hand
Oh irony!" - "Cur!"
Shouted the angered angel and
With all her an
30. RainIt's this time of year again30. Rain3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
When the sky is forever gray
And the muffled light can't tell
If it's already night or still day
It's the time of year again
When the cold rain forever falls
And all the colours of joy
Are taken away by rainy squalls
It's that time of year I hate
When there' s nothing but autumn rain
Tapping on my window and
Making me blue, ev'ry year again
I Miss My FriendYou know, I always thought you'd be my friendI Miss My Friend3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I never thought what we had would ever end
But everything changed when I told you about him
And now everything is bleak and grey and grim
I took a risk and told you he likes me for who I am
And yet you couldn't so much as give a damn
You were mad that I was 'leaving you' for this boy
You made me feel like nothing more than a toy
I confided in you, felt safe with you, and I miss you
But whatever we had is apparently through
So you can ignore my pain and ignore my fear
Ignore how I happy and carefree I may appear
Don't look for my love for you lost that long ago
Because it is the truth that I now know
You said you loved me and you said you cared
But all you have left me is hurt and scared
So maybe I can go to the boy and feel more
And hopefully him I will not bore
Because I am too afraid to do too much
But to him, for now, I will clutch
I lost you, my friend, and miss you I do
I fear to show you my face, so it is him I look to
All I can pr
43. DieYour tears glister like drops of dew43. Die3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
On a spider web at dawn
I'm sure mine do the same
Underneath closed eyes
"I'm sorry to
Leave without you."
A faint whisper cries
"I'm glad that you all came."
I press your hands without brawn
Before I leave, bidding my adieu.
Where Things Went WrongI think I owe you an apologyWhere Things Went Wrong3 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
For the way I acted towards you.
Ignoring my own advice I failed
To follow the rules I made for me.
I still don't know what's wrong with me,
Neither why I took it out on you.
So here I stand and wonder if
We can go back to how we once were.
"I am sorry for what I did",
These words I can't force out.
Trying to solve a puzzle I can't see
I wonder where things went wrong.
Where things went wrong
Maybe I just wasn't aware of how thin
My usually thick skin had become.
While I went into the swamp of doubts
And depression to help others out.
I've sunken in without noticing
Until it all went so very wrong.
Or maybe the constantly "fuck you"
Of a friend hurt more than I did know.
"I am sorry for what I did",
These words I can't force out.
Trying to solve a puzzle I can't see.
I wonder where things went wrong.
Where things went wrong
There are still more things I could bring up,
Like the anniversary of death.
But I am not sure, if I were you,
If I could be satisfied
34. MoonOne night I was aked by the moon34. Moon3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
If I am happy
I could not reply too soon
the answer's not easy
I should have simply said "yes" and leave the moon alone up there
But instead I said "I don't know" and the moon began to stare
All I had wanted was to dream
And gaze at the sky
But now there was the moon's gleam
Demanding reasons why
Maybe I should have turned away, ignoring the bright moon, but
Its light filled my bedroom and my window blind refused to shut
So many time you looked at me
Longing in your eyes
I wonder if you're happy
Or if you need advise
But since you never said a word I finally did ask
Say, are you happy or are you sad? It is a simple task
I could not answer with yes or no
It's far too complex
Therefore I said "I don't know.
Can we please change subjects?"
Since then we never talked again about my state of mind
I doubt the moon did really care for the answer I did find
Stubborn SurvivalWipe away all of the dirt and bloodStubborn Survival3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
With the back of your hand
From your mouth, wipe down the mud
Say, can you get up? Say, can you stand?
Take my hand, I uphold you anytime
The fight was tough
The beating was rough
But here we are, still alive, how sublime
Now, let's see how bad it really is
We have seen better days
There is no doubt about this.
Despite some bruises and scars we'll raise
Yet again, maybe we will never learn
When to give in
When we cannot win
But here we are, and defeat we still spurn
So take my hand, get back on your feet
You didn't die of the pains
Even broken hearts still beat
And pump the red hot blood through our veins
As long as we live it's not over yet
We will go on
Even if we're wrong
Here we are, running down the road ahead
Even Angels Need A Helping HandEvery human that will walk this earthEven Angels Need A Helping Hand3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Has a purpose and has a worth
From birth to grave, from life to death
Until they breathe their very last breath
Their path is laid out before them
Some are destined to help others
To act as parents, sisters and brothers
To bring light into a vast sea of darkness
Working to the bone and never less
Others might be tasked to sit on the sidelines
Waiting and watching for tell-tale signs
Helping without face-to-face interaction
Discerning what help to give from other's actions
Then there are the Angels, the light givers
Their love all-encompassing like a grand river
It is their nature to help all those that seek it
To be there for all and to never ever omit
These Angels themselves have seen Hell
And in their hearts, darkness does dwell
Yet, they take the pain of who comes to them
And never once do they condemn
Sometimes even Angel need a guiding hand
VinashukaThe cloud that forms above the burning wastesVinashuka3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Hints to many that the dying world breathes.
Beneath the empty morrow that holds the shattered
glass, I see myself whispering 'Vinashuka'.
Cold muttered voices tonguing the edge of my sanity
The creeping walls denote the loss of my inner being
Lick the paper that cuts the tongue into a myriad
of pieces and once again whisper 'Vinashuka'.
But my words will fall on deaf ears and I'm tempted
to once again open myself for torture. For perhaps
the endless grief with which I give myself meaning
will form into the bloodied words of 'Vinashuka'.
This single whispered temptation, a solitary lie
amongst thousands of truths, a comforting security
that tells me I'm alive-
Is simple called 'Vinashuka'.
Now I feel like biting this flopping tongue
This worthless condemnation of meat and drool!
It gibbers endlessly and drives me to madness
A madness known as 'Vinashuka'
Chen Yuan Wen, 24th May 2012
The Pride of WordsI am an author, a poet, a writer, and a story-tellerThe Pride of Words3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I have a dream to become a New York best-seller
But why is this work unrecognized by most
Why can we hardly ever make the winning post?
I shall tell you why - the populous won't take the time
To take in the meaning behind the rhyme
They choose instead to look at a pretty picture
Why should they waste time to read boring scripture?
It takes less than a heartbeat to look at an image
Pictures of angels or pirates and their pillage
Yes, it takes longer to read a poem or story
But within the words lie the truth of glory
Pretty pictures may be quick to look at
Sure, you can draw a handsome devil in a hat
But we can write a scene to send a chill down your spine
We can build a world of age and history, drunk like treasured wine
It may take longer to read, but you'll be entranced
Pictures can only go so far, while it is words that will enhance
And yet we remain unpopular, no matter how hard we work
While the well-known artists sit idly by, ba
Veterans are in my Heart and SoulVeterans they are in my heart and soulVeterans are in my Heart and Soul3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Whether they listen to rap or rock and roll
Veterans, they are all the same at heart
Even my mama and daddy played their part
Strong at heart, bold in nature, but still kind
Fighting until their last words are signed
Losing their limbs, their friends, their life
All to bring an end to this horrible strife
These Veterans I do so love for what they do
For freedom, there is nothing they won't go through
They will fight until they are finally called home
Be that home with their family or the twilight zone
And so I get rather riled up when they aren't respected
Do you know how much we'd be affected
If these brave men and women were not there?
They fight for your right to put on the clothes you wear
So, do them a favor, and show respect
Even if they are not perfect
They risked everything for you
Because hell is what they went through
Veterans they are in my heart and soul
So the next time you take a little stroll
And you see an old veteran
TodayToday the lion ate meToday3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
He swallowed me in whole
Today old demons found me
And claimed parts of my soul
Today, it was not my day
Today the lion bit me
I fought with all my strength
Today the demons got me
I disputed at length
Today was not my day
Today the lion ate me
To show me he's the king
Today the demons got me
Their poison injecting
Today wasn't my day
Today I left the lion
With a scar I have earned
Today I shed off demons
And gained a lesson learned
Today was my day
Angels and DemonsAngels and DemonsAngels and Demons3 years ago in Settings More Like This
For years humans have been deceived:
"Angels are holy and represent good,
While demons are corrupt and represent evil."
But this was perceived in bad blood
Angels have enslaved the human race,
Tricking them into thinking they were free.
What they did not know was that they were being used,
And the angels condemned the humans, you see.
The demons were simply outraged,
"The humans must live a free life!
You angels have gone too far this time!
Prepare to fall in this newborn strife!"
The angels, cunning as they were,
Tricked the humans into helping them.
"Humans, these demons are evil.
We are good; help us defeat them."
The humans, without hearing the demons,
Grew outraged that an "evil" was near.
"These demons will perish among our blades,
For no evil will stand in our way!"
The angels grinned mischievously,
As the humans were slaying their saviors.
The demons tried to warn them,
But the humans took their heads as souvenirs.
"No evil shall withstand our mig
IThere is a certain wordI3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Overused, too often heard
It's so simple and small
Thinnest of the letters all
Yet it's meaning, what a contrast
The gab between them is so vast
They could not be any less alike
The speaker uses it to strike,
to be the center of everything
It's overused one may think
It's impossible to avoid its use
and also very hard to reduce
And it makes me wonder: "Why
is it so diffucult not to say 'I'?"
A ComparisonI do not dare to speak of familyA Comparison3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
When yours was torn apart so suddenly
I do not dare to speak of funerals
When you had to bury several friends
I do not speak of depressions and mental issues
When your demons had almost got you killed
I do not speak of the darkness I am fighting
Compared to your hell it's merely a shade
You all have faced greater horrors
Than I can ever imagine
I never felt such intense pain
I never was already dying
What right do I have to be weak
When you survived so much worse?
Mindless MistakeIt was a mindless mistake I didMindless Mistake3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
That suddenly ended our good day
Then you don't talk and stayed away
I'm sorry, but can you believe it?
You know I take insults easily
Water dripping off lotus they're
You know I seldom shed a tear
But you should know better about me
The little things can hurt me badly
All the little things which sum up
Those little things my strength do cup
The little things are what can break me
You don't talk or even acknowledge
That I'm no stranger wasting air
For me it's freaking hard to bear
And I don't want you to be on edge
You hide your hand I need to hold on
That I even hold during sleep
In your pocket it's buried deep
I shall let you be so it's withdrawn
Don't leave me alone right beside you
My apologies, hear them out
It'd be bearable if you shout
At me and maybe insult me, too.
This hostile silence I cannot take
It's torturing me, can't you see?
I'll endure it and let you be
It's the punishment for my mistake.
I had hoped I changed for the better
But again a
Death is knockingDeath knocks at my door.Death is knocking3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I pretend I'm not around,
Hoping he would leave.
But he's just the messenger
For the mourning yet to come
Death keeps on knocking.
There is no way to fool him.
He knows my place well.
No matter where I move to,
He never fails finding me
Death is still knocking.
I give in, open the door.
"It's been quite a while."
He's acting like an old friend
While he tells who died this time.
Leave her alone!I see you, hear your criesLeave her alone!3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
They may come from the heart
You blame others for filthy lies
But yet, you fail to see
And still, you fail to listen
You assume, think you know
But you don't understand
I see you, hear you whine
Maybe you really miss her
Maybe you cannot understand
She has a life on her own
Come on, get up. I know it's hard
Move on, you can't have her back
I see you, hear you still
See, the more you complain
The more pathetic it looks
Without a true apology
She is not to blame for this
She had suffered far too long
I see you and hear you
And for the last time "Stop!"
She has enough of you, just go
Leave her, don't try to call
She had explained it patiently
Over and over and over again
But you never listend, not once
Oh you singing chimesOh, you sad sad chimes stop singingOh you singing chimes3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
This awful tune of grief
For him the bell tolled and now's ringing
You mourn for my fiancé's thief
He paid for his crime with his life
My gun took his away
The woman I love will be my wife
So sad chimes, sing joyfully today
Oh you mourning chimes do sing on
And I will sing along
For him to grim death's sad melody
The victim of jelousy
My love for him became his doom
By the gun of my groom
Like the smoke his life faded away
Oh, you sad sad chimes sing on today
Oh you sad sad chimes will you fade
Today's a day of joy
Since at dawn two men met at the glade
And dead is who me does cloy
Roots entwine his corpse from now on
And women's arms no more
It's the righteous fate for this Don Juan
Whom I did so very much abhore
Oh you happy chimes stop your song
Joy is so very wrong
I can't forgive, can't forget the crimes
My groom committed, oh happy chimes
Hear my pleas, my cries, take my oath
My husband will lose both
His enemy as well as his wife
The Child's Song."Corporations are evil!"The Child's Song.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
"Corporations are evil!"
Say the little children in a sing song voice,
The parents wonder as the children rejoice.
What has inspired this strange song?
Why are corporations so very wrong?
Which child started and when will it end?
And how can they see that they pretend?
One child had skipped through the village, singing,
And soon, to the tune the church bells were ringing.
Such a catchy tune it was hard to not hum,
A protest is catchy, it's an old rule of thumb.
We are the down-trodden and angry masses,
Our tune is carried by every man that passes.
We are the oppressed masters of the future,
We shall not be quietly pushed to the corner!
It all began with a simple child's song,
And now the angry protest has begun.
It all began with a naive little lover,
And now they are the mightiest fighter!
No Clearer Than MudThere is so much pain, so much hurtNo Clearer Than Mud3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Too many of the good are treated like dirt
I try and try to help, to take some pain away
So many people will never see the new day
Humans are a terror to their own race
We spread our diseases all over the place
We kill our children, rape our women
And the guilty are punished only now and then
When was it that people were ashamed of their own kind?
When did we get to be so ignorant and blind?
To kill and rape and destroy our own blood
Is to say that the human race is no purer than mud
Those strong of heart and caring souls
To help those close begins to take its toll
Exhausted and worried to the point of illness
Filled with concern and broken by stress
Prayers are said each and every night
Wishing for something to end the blight
To bring an end to all the suffering
Hope is their one and only offering
Those who help, do so with all their heart
The worry is enough to make them fall apart
But they press on because, in the end, they know
The light will shi