Slaughter of the InnocentsIn the field the children now lay,Slaughter of the Innocents1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
peacefully, as if sound asleep.
The very ground where they would play,
would now their bodies ever keep.
The friends they knew across the way,
changed in but a wink of an eye.
A godless urge to kill and slay,
left the whole world wondering, WHY???
Tribe against tribe, soon it was done,
the innocents died where they stood.
Machetes and knives under the sun,
there were some who did what they could.
Listen...can you hear the wind whispering...
Mournful sighs and silent cries,
angels weeping from on high.
Demons spread their wings to fly,
their lust for blood now satisfied.
Some would blame God, some would blame man,
some prefer to turn a deaf ear.
The truth is that the Devil's plan,
is to rule planet earth with fear.
All of the children, all of the men,
all of the women and the old,
soon will awaken and then, only then...
will a new world of peace then unfold.
See them play on yonder hill,
moon above, shadows still.
Monsters dead, their bitter
How You Remind MeWhy must you remindHow You Remind Me2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
of the past I left behind?
You make the faces in the wind
howl their stinging reprimand,
Why must you remind
of the light I failed to find?
Complete blindness without a spark
forged my chains within the dark,
Why must you remind
of the angel who was so kind?
The warmth of fire in her eyes
only hastened her burning demise,
Why must you remind
of the voice that would always grind?
The words of a snake that learned to bark
never failed to find their mark,
Why must you remind
of the soul that has resigned?
The one person who I cannot see
the one person who is me.
Sweet Nectar of Life!I would scale the highest mountainSweet Nectar of Life!1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I would sail the stormy seas
I would walk through cactus gardens
crawl through brier on my knees
I would fly clear up to Heaven
I would dig through earth below
I would place my bet on seven
put on quite an evening show
I would search through every cave
I would climb the highest tree
I would jump and act so brave
everyone would root for me
I would wish to end all strife
I would pine for endless days
Suck the nectar of sweet life
Live forever in His ways
Drowning myselfIf letters were raindropsDrowning myself1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
And words were storm clouds
I would already be dead,
Drowned in books and lyrics and
All the words I was too afraid to say to anyone but myself
One Simple WordSimple textOne Simple Word6 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Are all that are ever heard.
In places where love is ignored.
Leaving hearts broken inside.
You say you'll be here
And I waited for you
In that valley of springtime promise
But all I heard was one word.
One simple word.
The DreamerThe Dreamer1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Cosmic dance above my head,
colors that blend sublime.
Blues and greens and striking reds,
I'm lost in space and time.
Such scenes inspire dreamers,
it's nature at it's best!
Poets, artists, believers,
translating beauty's fest.
Thoughts drift to my city home,
the foul polluted air.
Smog creates a poisoned dome,
yet no one seems to care.
Planet earth, a 'jewel in space',
or so the spaceman said.
That saying now seems out of place,
a 'nest befouled' instead.
But for now I watch the lights,
and dream of better things.
A future day when earth is right,
and harmony takes wing.
DeservingI don't deserve you.Deserving1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
That much is true.
I could ask for...
Yet here you stand
In front of me
When will I wake up,
Is this a dream?
But you're still there,
Why do you care?
You are perfect.
I can't say more.
Problems seem simple
When your words come through
I'll smile, grin
Be the girl I know I can.
I don't deserve you.
That much is true.
I have nothing to writeI have nothing to write,I have nothing to write1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
nothing to share.
I am lost for inspiration,
and I don't even care.
So what if I don't write?
It's not like it's good.
So what if I don't draw?
It's not like I ever could.
I don't need to create.
It's all pointless in the end.
I thought I loved my pen and brush,
but they're just false friends.
ConfessionI have a confession to makeConfession11 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm still in love
Despite my reasoning
Despite my logic
I can't let it go
Call me a fool
Call me what you want
But it's a feeling
That I can not deny
No matter how I bury it
Or how I try to ignore it
It comes back
Never had I loved so true
And never had I loved so hard
It seems its imprint stayed
To never go away
So I can only do
What my hearts says
And keep on loving
Until this heart ends
Why LOVE is so special...The happiest of all are the children who do not fear future, and leave their past behind.Why LOVE is so special...10 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
But as they grow up they learn to be cautious. They begin to plan what will come.
Grown-ups teach them what to expect, how cruel the world is, and how to become blind.
Then a first disappointment arrives. Not everything happens as it should. Wrong is the sum.
Why are children so happy? Well, they believe in magic. They know that love is kind.
With adulthood we lose our dreams, the castles in the clouds disappear. Our friend is fear.
So, what will save us? Love is here. We cannot understand it. Why is it so grand?
Remember the childhood? The love was all around? Love is a special moment! Hear?
It exists only in the present, now and here! Past is sadness, lost and forever banned.
Our future is uncontrolled, mysterious conditions are at work. Scary it appears!
Love is the remedy, the medicine that can heal. But why is it so? Don't you see?
When you meet it, your life changes. You can stay in now. Cel
Why I Write.I write for the silent oneWhy I Write.1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
The one afraid to utter words
I write for black shrouds and sorrow
And funeral clothing
I write for the lost time
That slipped from a bottle
I write when I feel doubt
Washing down my throat in a torrent
I write for first love
For the red string tying hearts together
I write for fear of crashing planes
And of being lonely and forgotten
I write for teardrops staining pillowcases
At the stroke of a broken heart
I write for the past, present, and future
For horrid reality and rotten fiction
I write for suppressed fury
And for a resilient will to move forward
I write for paper cuts and razor blades
And subcutaneous scarring
I write for the inner demons that humans harbor
And for the occasional angel in the gutter
I write for that one rude comment
That nearly made me come undone
I write so that you’ll understand
My side of this meandering story
I write for you and my lover
And for the occasional stranger
I write for myself.
I hope you’ll understand now.
I Dream of YouI close my eyesI Dream of You2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and I see your face
The smile that makes
everyone smile and laugh
The eyes that sparkle
when you joke around
The laugh that infects
everyone and makes me laugh
You look at me
I run my fingers
through your hair
you sigh and smile
I close my eyes
and dream of you
To Be AliveYour life is a thing of beauty ,To Be Alive1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
You were made special,
A strand of genes coded
You're made for
And though life may be a
R o l l e r c o a s t e r ,
You'll get such a rush
Once you've made it out...
HopeA dark sooty tunnelHope1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
No sense of light, or end
Sits a young girl, dying
Of her own self misery
A hand reaches with a smile
And pulls her out
Words act like hugs
Her spirit rises
With his words, she returns
She brings back her old truths
What were once memories
She removes from boxes
She’s a new girl
Confident, smiling, laughing
He stands looking at his work
He’ll catch her if she falls
No one recognises this girl
They only recognise her shell
Her soul has returned
She’ll prove them all wrong.
She barely recognises herself
But she’s not alone
She stands strong with a friend
A friend who pieced her back together
A friend, called hope.
This World is a GameThis world is a game,This World is a Game1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
And a crappy one at that.
You can’t save,
So information can be lost easily.
The plot is unoriginal,
And frankly, boring.
You can’t chose your character,
Everything was already decided for you.
It’s full of enemies,
So you fight each day.
You can lose the game by making silly mistakes,
And there is no way to replay it.
It’s full of uninteresting days,
And unfulfilling characters.
This world is a crappy game,
But even so,
You have to admit,
That the graphics are great.
The First KissIt starts with the eyesThe First Kiss1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
and I'm hypnotized
Truly I couldn't describe the feeling
but its soul healing
Its an intoxication I have never felt
and just like that all walls melt
The conversation flows with such ease
that happiness brings weak knees
It all hits harder than Ecstasy
and I just can't believe she's next to me
Her smile has got me hooked
and just like that my schedule is booked
My eyes tracing out her lips
attempting to read the movement of her hips
Still I have never made a move first
this nervousness is the worst
Yet those eyes paired off with smile
Have me melting here, if just for a while
and just like that a thousand thoughts turn to one
I'm smiling as I come undone
and lean in for the Kiss
which I must say felt like divine Bliss
This best part...I didn't awake
this wasn't a reality break
now this smile is stuck on my face
and my heart locked in quickened pace
This is a whole new high
she makes me never want to say goodbye