Truth has become reality's biggest nightmare
Which always becomes buried by those in despair
For is it more noble to bite one's tongue until it turns red
Or let truth accumulate until his heart pumps out dread?
My intuition has led me to the truth many times before
Of which I have realized truth is not the cure
But what is the truth when every character has a story
Upon which each owner desires to claim truth's glory?
For it is comforting for those to retreat from their fears
Or deny truth exists and mask it with cheers
What ignorant mortals for them I take sorrow
For truth will target and haunt them tomorrow
As for myse
Flower Power"Flower Power"Flower Power in Free Verse More Like This
Speak to me, my little flower
Dancing in the breeze
With your frail and fragile stem
You are braver than the trees
Bend for me, my faithful flower
Bend yourself at your knees
With your keen and natural instincts
You will survive the looming bees
Spread your petals as wide as you can
As your pollen starts to blow
To the oceans and their sands
And as far as they can go
Pollinate the others
With your warm and loving scent
Never fear the storm that's near
For I will circumvent
Live for me, my precious flower
I'll cover you from snow
With my rugged, worn-down hands
I will help you grow
Cry for me, my wounded flo
Chorus Of Confliction"Chorus Of Confliction"Chorus Of Confliction in Free Verse More Like This
He threw her in a metal chair
Handcuffed wrists; pulled back hair
Stripping her almost completely bare
She wasn't going anywhere
What perfect timing as of now
For their parents had been out of town
What a way for siblings to behave
He had prepared for her an unmarked grave
This time she was going to hear him out
Annoyed by her pleas and pouts
He placed the tape onto her mouth
Her pleas now just muffled shouts
He had told her she had better stop
He warned her like a constant clock
She liked to rain on his parade
Turning nights into darkened shades
He knew he had to do this to her
Still he couldn't b
Take My Hand"Take My Hand"Take My Hand in Free Verse More Like This
Please take my hand
And look me in the eyes
Make me understand
That I wasn't born to die
Don't say those last words
Please don't say its time
I can not concur
Its not time to say goodbye
I feel broken and alone
On many, many nights
But you make me feel at home
Like the stars in the sky
I've watched the world change
I've seen people come and go
Longing to stay the same
But this is never so
Just when things are stable
And at least one step I can take
That's when the cables
Yet again always break
So don't make me sad
Let's run away and hide
And no matter how bad
Together we can cry
Don't bring me down
Humiliation"Humiliation"Humiliation in Free Verse More Like This
If I exist to teach a lesson
Then that lesson is to overcome
Any hardship or desire
Always fight; never run
Never give in to others
Or let them think that they won
We are all capable of strength
We will never be outdone
If I exist to show you how
Listen to what I have to say
Always do the best you can
And one day you'll find your way
Some exist to show us reasons
Why things are the way they are
And though their time may be short
They'll help us uncover scars
Everyone has a purpose
Even if you don't know it yet
Your existence affects others
There are those I won't forget
No matter how real the pain
Or how s
Your Only Son"Your Only Son"Your Only Son in Free Verse More Like This
I know I can never be someone who I'm not
But I hope I don't become someone you forgot
And all the years that pass; and all the years that fade
Please God will you make this pain go away?
My head is seeing colors; my eyes are seeing lines
I force myself to tell people I am always fine
Because if they took a journey deep inside my mind
They'd run away in fear; they would cower and hide
Why is it that I do the things I know?
Those ideas of self-abuse are ones I can't outgrow
And all the cuts and scars; all the knives and blades
Resemble all the failures resting in my name
I don't even understand the way I always th
Love Is Blind"Love Is Blind"Love Is Blind in Free Verse More Like This
He was a world renown artist
He could play the violin
He could tell you any song
Before it would begin
He could speak many languages
So fluent off his tongue
He always kept his house clean
Before spring had even sprung
He traveled many countries
An intellectual he was
He would tinker with his watches
For reasons just because
He was a classy gentleman
So spiritual and divine
The only dilemma here
Was that he was blind
He had never seen the colors
Or the faces passing by
But you would never know this
Because he'd look you in the eye
And smile as wide as he could
A happy man he was
Still he hurt inside
Noble Chivalry"Noble Chivalry"Noble Chivalry in Free Verse More Like This
I see her aesthetic reflection in every mirror
With the passing days the closer the attraction grows nearer
And yet with every word and every kindly letter
I always believe she deserves so much better
Why is there an attraction to the mess that is me?
Perhaps there are waters that run deeper than I can see
I resemble a fine-tuned piano without the keys
Or maybe a rusted violin without the strings
And while I always appear to be shredding at the seams
None of this matters in her mind apparently
I resemble a beautifully wrapped gift without the bow
Or perhaps a kiss between lovers without the mistletoe
Stroke"Stroke"Stroke in Free Verse More Like This
I feel so numb; so far away
What happened to my arms and legs?
I can't hear noise; did I speak?
Why are muscles growing weak?
I'm losing balance; I've fallen down
The room is spinning round and round
Like tracing lines that have no end
I've tried but fallen down again
No one can hear me on the floor
Screaming into rooms next door
Hearing voices inside of me
They scream for help so silently
I blacked out but couldn't tell
Where's my heart or body cells
Waking up near cold white beds
Tears from eyes soon start to shed
What just happened?; I wonder why
Why people soon did cry
I think my mother finally spoke
Butterfly On A Fence"Butterfly On A Fence"Butterfly On A Fence in Free Verse More Like This
There once was a crimson butterfly that landed on my fence
Why my fence of all fences to me made no sense
I had built this fence with such sharp edges nothing could land
But never the less here rests a crimson butterfly unplanned
This creature was beautiful and elusive; what a bright hue
The way it spread it's wings when the wind calmly blew
What an elegant display of perfection; truly a prize
One that would light up a room full of eyes
I wanted to catch this crimson butterfly and keep it in a jar
So it could shine in my house nightly like the stars
And I'd treat it with kindness, love, and affection
Merry-Go-Round"Merry-Go-Round"Merry-Go-Round in Free Verse More Like This
I don't know where I came from
I'm not talking about birth
I'm referring to those times
Before humans walked the earth
What were we before then?
Is there truth to claim?
Was it planned or random chance
I hold my name today?
What kind of power
Created the extremes?
The planets and their moons
And everything inbetween
Why do I come across
The people that I greet?
Is it just by pure luck
Or fate and destiny
Why do old friends exit?
Why do new friends enter?
Our lives are merry-go-rounds
And we're stuck at the center
Why my color eyes?
Why my color skin?
Why the life I lead?
Why these thoughts within?
They Watch UsThey Watch Us:They Watch Us in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Perched high upon the mountains;
With wings as black as night.
They watch us in the hour,
Before darkness turns to light.
I've seen them in my visions;
In dreams they come and go,
But the things they seem to tell me
I guess nobody should know...
I've seen children that are buried,
Beneath a frozen lake.
A maiden sits there weeping;
Her heart is soon to break.
The crows flutter downward,
A noose amongst their hands.
They take the maiden away,
To a dark and distant land.
And even if I follow -
Even if I try...
I'll simply end up buried,
Where the frozen children lie.
-Chen Yuan Wen, 10th November 2012
DishonouredDishonoured:Dishonoured in Free Verse More Like This
He stands before the adoring crowd,
Basking in their cheers and standing ovation.
But he has already been dishonoured -
By means of his perverse innovation.
For none could know of the dark secret;
About the art that he claims to be his own.
It is naught but an illusion, smoke and mirrors -
A theft for which he must atone...
But this disgusting creature, this worthless abhuman;
So desperate for the glory which he sees upon the stage!
Will quietly don the skin of another;
An urge he must assuage...
Biting his nails, a cracked smile upon his lips, he whispers:
"No one will know, no one will find it and I am great..."
FEARFEAR:FEAR in Free Verse More Like This
Frantically he scrambles away from the dark
Eager to be free of his waking nightmare
Acting only upon the instinct within him;
Reminded constantly that he is prey
For some time he hides in the pervasive shadows
Earnestly praying that he will not be discovered
A single sound is all it takes to jar him;
Running from a creature that he can barely see
From head to toe it is certainly monstrous
Enshrouded in an aura of absolute repugnance
As the acid drips from its cruel jaws,
Rapidly dissolving the ground below
Fearful, he cowers, beneath boxes and cardboard,
Escaping away into a tiny corner of his mind
Alone with only
Where Angels PlayWhere Angels Play:Where Angels Play in Free Verse More Like This
A lonely spark appears before me tonight
amongst the struggles deep inside of me...
Should I give in, will I breathe in?
How much more can I be forced to take
before my soul breaks?
Shards crashing into me
letting me know I am alive
I am barely breathing...
The moon lights my pathway
deep in dark, where we will fade
I've walked past the archway
Where angels will play...
The warmest touch, upon my skin
Wings that glow with sacred light, from deep within
They have come to take me back, to where I've been
Gone away into the winds, my voice forever lingering
Do I alone escape this and find my peace
The Simple DelightsThe Simple Delights:The Simple Delights in Free Verse More Like This
The world is a place of simple pleasures
of the simple delights that we fail to see
Like a rose whose thorns will prick unwary
we focus on the negatives that be
But if we chose to hold the rose
Gentle and with grace
Its thorns would simply press our skin
Not pain or poison laced
If we could learn the simple lessons
of looking at all the good things in life
Then food would be the only object
to meet the edge of my knife
I see so many different ways
to enjoy the life that I have today
I could go to the store and buy a snack
A treat for me I say
Perhaps I'll choose to walk the distance
or maybe I'll take th
Immortal ButterflyImmortal Butterfly:Immortal Butterfly in Free Verse More Like This
I remember the Immortal Butterfly
Translucent wings that drank from the sky
Glittering dust would fall with every flap
Like warm tears dripped upon my tiny back
I would always chase this butterfly
as it makes its way across the sky
When I look I feel as though I can forget
The painful needles that twist into my back
I would always dream of this butterfly
and I wonder if I could ride it and fly in the sky
When I dream about it, I don't regret
Not being able to leave this tiny bed
Sometimes I can't see the butterfly
My vision turns grey like a stormy sky
I get scared during those times, because it makes me thi
Breaking FreeBreaking Free:Breaking Free in Free Verse More Like This
I sit here waiting, in the coldest of cells
Outside I hear them screaming for blood
I know that they mean to kill me soon
Yet somehow my spirit remains resolved and calm
As they march me to the gallows, wrapped in chains
I grin knowingly as they force me to kneel
Each and every man in the audience, waits for this moment
They know that something is about to change!
An eldritch wind ripples through the air
And I can feel it wrapping around my beating heart
It makes me feel like breaking the conventions:
The ones that I've torn apart...
And as they make me bow before the guillotine
I can feel a sense of unrivaled exc
An Oath to My FatherAn Oath to My Father:An Oath to My Father in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The chill of winter is nothing, when compared to the cold inside my heart.
A fire, once stoked by the warmth of family, has quietly died, five falls past.
I dream of my father, who watches from beyond the realms - and my ancestors
Who fought against an endless army of giants, to win the lands we have today.
Just as a devout man honours his God through worship, I honour them through my axe!
Each stroke of the whetstone, each screech of the metal, brings me closer to them -
Even as I draw closer to my doom. Oh how I can feel him, for the anger in my blood
Boils evermore as I sense him approaching my camp. He is hun
I Comfort MyselfWith a warm drink, whispering secrets to my own reflection.I Comfort Myself in Free Verse More Like This
The struggles that plague me, though none may know,
Are only for the ears of my quiet mirror, who smiles
Softly, warmly and with care. He tells me, I'm fine
I've done well for now and soon I may finally rest.
Though the silence continues to press upon me,
Weighing upon my soul like an iron crate.
Still I find comfort in whispering secrets,
If only to my own reflection - holding a warm drink...
-Chen Yuan Wen, 17th October 2012
Waking NightmaresWaking Nightmares:Waking Nightmares in Free Verse More Like This
It begins in the same way, every single night
Fire spreading from an altar in the darkness
As all living beings are slowly consumed,
The coruscating flames appear wet with blood
The scene then changes to a flooded hallway
Live wires dangling just above the water,
Like venomous serpents slithering in the darkness
A single pounce would end my life
Eventually the hallway ends with a door,
One that reminds me of forgotten yore
And my thoughts shall be in rhyme at this point
As though lips and tongue are eternally joint
What maddened schemes have they in mind?
It is not a questio
Changing LanesChanging Lanes.Changing Lanes in Free Verse More Like This
Change is continuous.
Adjusting may be strenuous.
Some directions will be tenuous.
Not everyone can afford to be generous.
Life may have forced them to become selfish and venomous.
All we have are memories and pictures to remind of what once was.
They're there to remind us of all the phases, the pain and the love th
Home AloneHome Alone.Home Alone in Free Verse More Like This
Everything becomes so much more dark and sinister whenever you are alone.
You're constantly on guard and overcautious just to answer your mobile phone.
Any slight disturbance or eerie creak and you begin to panic.
Retreating back into your secure settee conjuring up the most dramatic
Scenarios that have virtually no possibility of ever occurring.
But that never seems to stop the cogs from continuously turning.
You fasten all the windows and arm yourself with kitchen based artillery.
And man your position surveying the living room as if you were a member of the military.
Increasing the volume on your television set to dis
Unconscious Epiphany.Unconscious Epiphany.Unconscious Epiphany. in Free Verse More Like This
I thrive and depend on your compliments
And it is only then as a direct consequence,
Am I truly able to write with confidence.
Even though your words are only temporary.
I deem your contribution as utterly necessary,
In order to refresh my wavering, selective memory.
My own validation depends on your approval.
Whether it is congratulatory or discouragingly brutal.
Your input is the one thing that is most crucial.
Can I call myself a writer if I don't believe in myself?
When I constantly seek approval from everyone else?
How can I then expect to make any sort of wealth?
Of a craft and skill I still think any
The Connecticut Massacre.The Connecticut Massacre.The Connecticut Massacre. in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
He was described as quiet, shy and socially awkward.
He was not the type to be loud, abrasive and forward.
He was highly intelligent and kept his thoughts to himself.
He didn't posses the tools to communicate with anyone else.
Whenever he spoke, his words felt forced and fake.
Who knew back then how many lives this man could take.
The realisation of his isolation was activated by the school premises.
He was never able to see his peers as friends but only as his nemeses.
But when he was home his alienation became none existent.
He was able to laugh and smile without any form of resistance.
The constant contrast
UtopiaUtopiaUtopia in Visual Poetry More Like This
I raise my head and tilt it towards the skies.
Open my imagination and close my eyes.
Envision a place where I would rather be.
As far away from any judgmental eye that can see.
A place where all my dilemmas become obsolete.
Free from my troubles and the expanding concrete
Confinement that I am forced to exist in.
A place where it doesn't matter if you don't fit in.
A place where nothing but a smile is required.
Where I can think and write to my heart's desire.
A place free from any physical and mental disposition.
Free from the conflicting and persuasive power of religion.
A place where there are adjustable weather condit
SilenceSilence.Silence in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
A language that everyone speaks.
But one that we are not able to hear.
A place where emotions and abandonment meet.
Of which we are forced to confront our buried fears.
There are no more lessons that the agents of society can teach.
An infinite amount of words expressed through a solitary tear.
People dish out advice but never practise what they preach.
A language with the same traits as a hopeful prayer.
A society where people judge others, as they sit back i
SurvivalSurvival.Survival in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Give a man a fish he will eat for a day.
Teach a man to fish he will eat for a life time.
Give a man a gun he will rob a bank.
Give a man a bank he will rob the world.
We adapt and adjust.
Constantly dithering on the cusp
Of what is considered wrong and right,
Ensuring that our ambitions remain in sight.
We would be willing to do anything
In order to get what we truly desire.
We would be willing to risk everything
Even putting our friends in the line of fire.
We may share the bounty with others,
Allowing them to experience the fruitful taste.
Given the option we will even care for our brothers.
Just as long as w
ArtArt.Art in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
The world is your canvas.
Society is your paint brush.
The people are your choice of colours.
What kind of picture would you paint?
How would it differ from the image that is currently on show?
Would you go mad and rid yourself from all forms of restraint?
Just how far down the rabbit hole are you willing to go?
I ask because every portrait I create,
Is inspired by what is already in front of me.
So is it possible to even recreate,
Anything that the mind is not able to see.
The picture will always be the same
Because this life is all we know.
Where there is compassion there must be pain
Because it us who made
Reality Verses The DreamReality Verses The Dream.Reality Verses The Dream in Free Verse More Like This
Above the confines of the earths atmosphere.
I am embraced by the luminous clouds.
With the stars in reaching distance.
Surrounded by the acoustics of the sea.
Accompanied by the alluring scents of nature.
Observing the planets that stand like monuments.
This is the place where my body wants to be.
These are the sights my eyes want to see.
This is place where my mind can be free.
This is the only place where I can truly be me.
Now back to reality.
And the self perpetuating insanity.
Constricted by the codes of a conscripted morality.
Living in a world that is drenched in disparity.
How will I ever be a
Self-InflictedSelf-InflictedSelf-Inflicted in Free Verse More Like This
I just hate myself.
I hate the life that I lead.
I hate the things that I've done.
I keep trying to figure out.
Where it is exactly that I went wrong.
No matter how hard I try to evade
And blame others for my actions.
At some point I am forced to accept.
That the problem resides within me
And the answer remains absent.
I am the common dominator.
Riotous ApocalypseWait can't you hear that minute sound,Riotous Apocalypse in Free Verse More Like This
Gushing up from the depths of a dank underground,
Would you silence the screams of the damned?
Merciless marauders crawling over cement ceilings,
Blackened blades wielded by faces lacking feelings.
Wait can't you see their vacant frown,
Rising up from the lows of a lonely town,
Would you break the bellows of the cursed?
Senseless soldiers marching over marble mountains,
Hardened hatchets shielded by roars quaking rains.
Wait can't you smell their lost pity,
Building up from the hell of a hatred city,
Would you torment the tears of the harmed?
Guiltless gladiators storming over stone streams,
The Tears Of The EarthWhat would you do if the world stopped,The Tears Of The Earth in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Spinning and swirling to a systematic halt?
Would you climb to a mountain majestically high,
Raise your eyes up to the finite electric universe,
And reflect on the redemption of a death so diverse.
Veins line the black with faults of blood,
And I can hear the crazed howls of horror,
Erupt up from the centre of an empty Earth.
Screams swell to scorch the skies above me,
Where sunlight fades to freeze the faces I see.
What would you do if the world finished,
Falling and frolicking to a fatalistic end?
Would you swim to a sea seductively low,
Embrace your demise in that endless dark space,
Apocalpyse ChildStanding alone amongst ruins of rubble,Apocalpyse Child in Free Verse More Like This
Waits a little angel with eyes expressing fear.
She wears a dress of shining so light and clear,
And in her palm she holds her teddy so tight,
Whilst scarlet skies turn black to herald trouble.
Flames fly high over her raven crown without care,
Scorching grim ground beneath her feet.
But this is no angel that any army can defeat,
She'll break bullets with breath of a terrified sound,
And she'll tame those who torment with her stare.
Standing alone amongst wreckage of war,
Sings a little angel with hands howling pain.
She walks in boots of mourning so brash and vain,
And in her gaze she wiel
Reign Of DeathBeware of demons sleeping in the dark,Reign Of Death in Free Verse More Like This
Flames lick their faces and like dogs they bark.
Wake up in a land under the reign of death,
To a severe existence of eternal agony,
Where nothing but venom escapes your breath.
Beware of sinners basking in the smoke,
Lashes slit their lips like snakes they choke.
Wake up in a land under the reign of doom,
To a extreme catastrophe of continuing pain,
Where nothing but evil escapes your womb.
Beware of liars waiting in the light,
Whips crack their wrists like lions they fight.
Wake up in a land under the reign of despair,
To a dire isotope of infinite screams,
Where nothing but love escapes
PossibilitiesEchoes crawl in your fleshless mind,Possibilities in Free Verse More Like This
These are the dreams you've yet to uncover.
Open up your heart of infinite imagination,
Pouring out all those small tender things,
That would evoke such expansive emotion.
Illusions dwell in your boneless soul,
These are the nightmares you'll always discover.
Free your spirit of potent possibilities,
Fly away on such graceful wisdom wings,
Gazing down on a myriad of mysteries.
Pixels slither in your unconscious eye,
These are the images you'll come to suffer.
Release your sight of faltering fiction,
Circling the dust with elegant red rings,
Forming a picture of your internal infliction.
Demonic ManiaAaaaaaaargh! Damn you all!Demonic Mania in Free Verse More Like This
These walls are closing in on me,
And this hatred cannot let me be.
Twisted. Tortured. Tainted.
Sands of horror are in my eyes.
Aaaaaaaargh! To hell I go!
Flames swirl around my feet,
But I cannot fear it's freezing heat.
Sadistic. Sordid. Scorched.
Icicles of death are on my lips.
Aaaaaaaargh! Hear me scream!
Venom flows through my veins,
My life is deteriorating in a million pains.
Manic. Morose. Morbid.
Raindrops of despair fall with my tears.
The Solemn VersesI spend my days awake in the darkness,The Solemn Verses in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Where going forward in life is but a guess.
Alone I muse on the memories I regret,
Images that floods me in cruel embarrassment,
But I fear not the experiences I won't forget.
So you think you know everything about me?
You understand what makes me truly tick,
And how you can cause my conscience to click.
You really believe everything you hear and see,
To a point where my death is all you'll hold dear.
I spend my nights dead to the nightmare,
Too cold to the rhythmic heartbeats that care.
Alone I ponder on the possessions I bide,
Items that curses me in flawed attainment,
But I hate not the
Charade (or Dysfunctional Love)Something old, something new,Charade (or Dysfunctional Love) in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Just give me one perfect devious answer,
Or do I have to weed out of you a clue?
You say you adore me, but it feels like cancer,
To perform this childish charade every disaster.
Close shut the door and wave goodbye,
Look through echoes of grimy glass in regret,
To see a forlorn face but you don't know why?
Where times spent in trust you can never forget,
From chords of a pitiful piano that sing then cry.
Something borrowed, something blue,
Just give me one good honest reason,
Why I should give a damn about you?
You say you love me, but it feels like treason,
To play this churlish charade every seaso
MelancholiaHere on this vacant shore I sleep,Melancholia in Free Verse More Like This
Under the waning glow I start to weep,
With calm eyes trickling woeful tears.
To pass by many aching years,
Of a miserable life so alone.
By those melancholic waves I walk,
Filled with cold depression I fail to talk,
As innocent words stale in morbid breath,
To wish for a majestic longing death,
Of a dire mortality on loan.
Yet all those nostalgic sights I see,
Blinding me with sour memories I try to flee,
In a mania of ritualistic pessimism,
To bleed in that ocean of dour optimism,
Of a disturbed future I know.
Grief of a GhostThe light I always imaginedGrief of a Ghost in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The transportation I have longed
Have not come of this new state
What have I done to be so wronged?
All around me has not changed
The house I always knew
And the walls the same color
The air the same hue
Yet when I lift my hand
In front of my cold face
I see right through the figure
Barely a line left to trace
As I take a step, or clench my fist
I feel my limbs as floating gossamer
My whole form is but a mist
I never imagined it would be like this
When I ceased to exist
I hear in the next room
Cries of weep and woe
Familiar cries of my mother, my f
DreamsWhat wonders the imagination can bringDreams in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
With opened ear and untamed eye
Dreams that we shall toss and fling
And float about towards the sky
By luminous light of thought
Day and night will awaken newly
And become what you have sought
To find your most distant Thule
Never letting go of that which we cherish
The spirit of innocence and truth
Why without it, what would we but perish?
In the darkness of lost youth
IllusionsHow crazy these delusions,Illusions in Free Verse More Like This
That arise in sheer confusion
For half-asleep it sets in my mind,
An eternity where thoughts are unconfined
Sense it makes when in this state,
But soon a reminder follows
A quick awakening brings reality, returns normality
To this half-deluded mind
As if to ever find,
Some sort of conclusion
What is normality, but an illusion?
Come Away, Come AwayCome away, come awayCome Away, Come Away in Free Verse More Like This
As I lazily lay
It was the last day in the month of May,
When it said come away, come away
Still I sit, never flit, out of wit
In my chair in the middle of nowhere
To go anywhere, I surely do care
But still I sit there, in the middle of nowhere
I can't find the strength
As I lie at full length
In this bed that I dread
But still it said,
From far far away,
Come away, come away
Like a daunting whisper, it taunts
Never leaving me, it haunts
To grant me needed ambition,
Or supply me with intuition
Carry me away, I say,
Take me away, so far far away
I can no longer
*One Red Rose*Christmas snow so gently falls*One Red Rose* in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
World pure and silently white
Red rose with tenacity
Unfurled petals overnight.
Christmas gift of one red rose
Heaven's present this I know
Blossom glitters in cold glory
Frozen red in winter's snow.
Golden Leaf!Burnished leaves fallingGolden Leaf! in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Nature weeps soft golden tears
Autumn slips away.
*Catchphrase*'All that glitters is not gold'*Catchphrase* in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
When I was young this was told
Have found it to be very true
So pass that thought on to you.
'Absence makes heart grow fonder'
'Straight as an arrow' I fly
Letters all tied with ribbon red
Treasured words so often read.
'Always look on the bright side'
life will surely cast net wide
Luminous thought uplifting light
Gloom and doom serious blight.
'love conquers all' so very true
Should its pain have wounded you
Balm of forgiveness, feelings appleased
Love heals hurt, wishing godspeed.
*Fairytale*Took a magic carpet ride*Fairytale* in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Full of excitment we did glide
Over sea to far off land
Where wizard with wave of hand
Showed us worlds of fantasy
Adventure and of mystery.
Went sailing on 'Spanish Main'
Treasure chest so tightly chained
Jolly Roger hauled up high
Prow of ship with beak and eye
Captain with a wooden leg
Swigging brandy from a keg.
Sinbad the sailor next to meet
Very kindly he did greet
Glad to show us his domain
Here we go.... to sea again
Ocean heaving, lost sea legs
In borrowed clothes, sailor threads.
Flew eastward sadly Aladdin was out
Rubbed the lamp, with major doubt
Genie erupted with ferocious shout
Aladdin had serious ma
After the Storm!Storm cloud in heartAfter the Storm! in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Reflects tempest at sea
Turbulent nature amazes me
Ocean calm resuscitates
Five precious minutes, meditate.
*Skeleton Leaf*Skeletons in garden rubbish*Skeleton Leaf* in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Hard to believe they did flourish
Fallen leaves, surrounding trees
Gentle patterns blown in breeze.
Delicate vision of lacy leaf
Looked in amazment, disbelief
Beautiful, belonging to yesteryear
Nature at work, have no fear.
Time to lite, clear the ground
Smoke filled eyes as flames abound
Nature's magic has come full circle
'Till spring appears, thinking Myrtle.
No Longer Lost!Impossibly lost, where am I?No Longer Lost! in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Panic sets in, tears in eye
Where is this place so full of fear?
Daylight is fading no people here.
Footsteps echo, shadows fall
Alone and lost not brave at all
Trembling limbs suddenly weak
Heart is thudding, rising beat.
What is that sound I think I hear?
Choir is singing somewhere near
Follow sound it will surely guide
To place of safety, no need to hide.
Wooden church appears in dark
Glorious voice sings like lark
Realization I am finally found
Music soothes, then surrounds.
*Dovecote*Silence so profound*Dovecote* in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Snow softly falling protects
White feathers flutter
*Foul Weather*Ocean kicking up a storm*Foul Weather* in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Tempest lingers on
Spume rises all around
Waves roaring angry song.
Eyes captivated by fuming sea
Ocean tossed, thunderous day
Feel so cold my clothes not warm
Still I want to stay.
Behind me sloping hills
Covered in groaning trees
Limbs break, crack, fall
Nature's might, feeling small.
No let-up storm persists
Between land and sea I stand
Oilskin needed, gale-force day
Frozen watch from land.
TearsFeel the rain dripping on your faceTears in Free Verse More Like This
Sitting somewhere in an unknown place
You might just had your heart broken
Those feelings of yours go unspoken
Let the rain wash your pain away
Let it wash away and find your way
Let the rain slowly heal your wounds
It heals your heart and will hide your wounds
The rain will stay with you for years
It's one of those things that always cares
Because in the rain nobody will see your tears
SilenceThey say speaking is silver and silence is gold,Silence in Free Verse More Like This
In some cases it might be true.
But there is also a truth that goes untold,
Even if it might be quite blue.
Silence is sometimes bad,
Not always so don't get upset.
Some things that are evil can make us go mad,
Some things that are even a threat.
Even if your enemies will make your blood boil,
The silence of your friends will be what hurts you more.
Words might hurt us, but silence can torment us.
CourageEverybody will have one or multiple fears,Courage in Free Verse More Like This
Some of them can bring us to tears.
Our fears will never leave us,
A fear is something we will always possess.
When we face that which we fear,
Even if it's only once a year.
We might be scared to death,
Slowly trying to get control over our breath.
Our heart is beating at a much faster pace,
We might even try to maintain a straight face.
Someone who is courageous,
Even if what that person does might be outrageous.
Is somebody who still fears like you and me,
But who still dares to be and think free.
True courage is not hiding from your fear,
But to face your fear head on, even if you'
SuicidalBlood flows from our wrists,Suicidal in Free Verse More Like This
Making our hands turn into fists.
We only feel the pain and sorrow,
Have we given up hope for a better tomorrow?
The rope is hanging from the ceiling,
Helping us end that miserable feeling.
The pills are scattered across the floor,
Maybe we need to swallow just one more?
Others might refuse to see the cruelty of life,
While others try to end it by the knife.
Trying to get out of this cruel dream,
Sometimes all we can do is scream.
There are others like you out there,
You might not yet know where.
But they try to overcome it,
That's something not all will admit.
Every one of us needs a helping hand,
HouseYou see that old house up there?House in Free Verse More Like This
Standing there up on that small hill
It's the one with that old rocking chair
When you look at it, do you feel a chill?
A chill running down your spine,
Striking you with a sense of fear.
The sight is something you can't define
But the sight alone will make your eyes tear.
The history behind the house is lost,
The people in town, do not yet know.
How the house had survived the frost.
Now there always sits a crow.
A crow sitting on the old rocking chair,
Guarding the house like it's owner did.
In the crow's eye is a small tear,
Looking where it's owner hid.
I love youThrough the goodness that we knowI love you in Free Verse More Like This
Through the cold and bitter snow
Even if this world will turn us insane
No matter how much pain
We will leave behind the problems of the past
Facing the future at a long last
New problems will surely arise
But when I look at your pretty eyes
That's the moment when I just know
Together we will always pull through
Because I love you
Beautiful dayBeautiful day in Free Verse More Like This
Forget all the problems from the past,
Life sometimes just goes too fast.
Don't blink, because it can be over in a flash,
It might be fast, but don't do anything too rash.
The future will always be uncertain
It stands before you like a big dark curtain.
You will always carry the past with you
But don't let it turn you blue.
Follow your dreams and hopes
Don't get dragged down by some dopes
Just follow your own way
Even when all turns gray
You might not feel like doing that on a rainy day
But luckily for you
Today looks like it will be a beautiful day
The best in meSoft lines freshly written slandered all over the paperThe best in me in Free Verse More Like This
Fresh words in the atrocious handwriting of its creator
Drops of ink besmirch this once so lovely wooden table
As sunlight falls on it on a warm day in April
Tapping of one’s fingers to the rhythm of these very lines
Pondering if this truly is what it defines
As the pen scratches over that sheet of paper
Until the rhyme is finally to the liking of its shaper
And when asked why he wrote that simple little piece
If he thought about writing it or if it was just a simple caprice
He smiles as he gives an answer to which everybody will agree
’’I do it simply because it brin
DreamsYou are as young as you feelDreams in Free Verse More Like This
Quite cliché, but it is quite real
Everybody wants to live their dream
Sometimes getting caught up in the stream
They flow down the river
Sometimes they slightly shiver
Fearing that they don't know where the river will end
Will it be a good or a bad end?
They spend their lives securing their lives
Sometimes not even living their lives
They want to keep what they got
Getting caught up in their own plot
Starting to regret the things we missed
Sometimes even making us a bit pissed
Asking ourselves each day: what if?
Sometimes we even slightly sniff
The future is about to unfold
We cannot turn ol
Not always the endThe seasons are passing,Not always the end in Free Verse More Like This
That is unchanging.
The first leaves start to fall,
Leaving the tree alone, standing tall.
The flowers are withering,
The morning dew still slightly glimmering.
Life slowly being taken from the earth,
Letting the Winter prepare it for rebirth.
After the Winter the earth will be reborn,
The farmers will the harvest their corn.
New flowers will grow,
Be it fast or slow.
Forgetting the Winter and it's icy cold.
Leaving but the future to unfold.
The cold Winter removed old life,
Just to make place for new life.
An end is not always an end,
But make sure your time wasn't misspend.
The end is just a new st
A HAUNTED PLACEBeyond the silhouette of my mind undone,A HAUNTED PLACE in Free Verse More Like This
far beyond the skeletons of undead things
that wait for the unaware to draw near,
there lies another world, a haunted place
that bleeds in me, I can feel it dripping
blood a thousand shades of Darkness,
I can feel it scattering far and further
inside words scarlet extreme, it tells me
not to get lost to the corrosion of Yesterday
as it whispers tick tock...your life is
trickling away, through my splayed fingers
my blood drips, keeping time to the pendulum
that ticks in me, but I hear a crunching
beneath my feet...I look down and see that
I am standing on a pile of pulverized bones
DANCING WITH DEMETEROnce, I met Demeter in the furrows of my Dreams,DANCING WITH DEMETER in Free Verse More Like This
golden and gilding where my shade on flightless
wing flew inward, I heard her speak to me, words
of honey dripping into an amber remembrance
"never forget" she whispered, "never forget who
you are", so in the nativity of Solitude I practiced
my art, scribbling poems inked with my blood and
tears, I studied the veins of trees and drank the
blood that detoured from them, diluting Obscurity
with Need, Force with Fluidity, turning Burdens
into a garden of Blessings, I learned to assert
my Femininity from watery temple within to the
socialist Darkness without, I learned to be true
THE STARS SHALL NOT DIEIn reverie fashion I stood on the precipiseTHE STARS SHALL NOT DIE in Free Verse More Like This
where Dreams unclothed the Dreamer they met,
spilling unborn timelessness I wept for them
-until my tears glistened with the magic that
crested my blood, the hum of hands, lips lusting
to drink from the Cosmos windswept and weeping,
I removed my everyday clothes and clad myself
in a gossamer gaze as I felt my mortality quiver
from me-into the primevel bliss seeding the
universe with supernatural ability and fables
not so arcane, the Night beckoned me with her
unsheathed Sword of Stars pointing to the
constellation spining within my moony breast,
I could feel her prying me open...this urn
where the m
BITTER HERBIn the darkest seams of your immortal psyche,BITTER HERB in Free Verse More Like This
where the nude brushstrokes of pitch sweeps
against the inside of your skull, where the
Earth is deep with relics beaming timelessness,
will you plant the seeds of Prejudice and Hate
and fall so far beneath a fathomless shroud
that not even a bed of opium poppies could
awaken you from the death you chose to own?
Will you empty your pockets of deboned sweets
and fill them with poultices of bitter herbs?
Will you trade Love for Hell's Hate and
Compassion for Bigotry and Blame? Will you
furrow your soul with dried Desire and the
ashes of Purity long cooled in a stream festering
with promiscuous pois
GHOST TOWNI'm a ghost town, full of permeable secretsGHOST TOWN in Free Verse More Like This
and the scent of spirits and spectres that
smudge my soul with the ink of past memories,
I live where no postage stamp can stick to my
address, nameless and dateless under the handmade
light that streams from passing midnight trains,
I haunt like old postcards written by fingers
that have not forgotten how to crochet pockets
into my soul, pockets where memories pile high
like pastries, I can still taste them organic
on my tongue, sweet buttercream and tea filtering
through sunset silhouettes, from almost too
clear cups I drink in their clandestine color,
heating my ghost town self with
WITCH'S BREWI can see her, an archaic spectre framed byWITCH'S BREW in Free Verse More Like This
the moonlight ether, she haunts this sweet
coffin darkness that tousles my mood to become
a matchstick to her magic, she curls her long
ebony fingers around my soul, a shock of shadows
cling to the midnight skin I wear, dissolving
away the chalk that was left after I impaled
the Dark with my Desires nightmare clear,
smoothly her shadows pile over me and smothers
my Fear, into the damp depths of Nothingness
they rot away, waning like the stranger Day
into familiar Night, I can see her.
She stirs my soul into a storm of evening
embers that flicker and flare and I know
that to her I must
IF TEARS WERE WISHES...I cried a million tears and moreIF TEARS WERE WISHES... in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
a constellation to fit into Eternity's store,
and if each tear were a scarlet love-knot
in the cord that ties my heart to yours caught,
without rest I will follow this otherworldly lane
of tears and knots leading me back to you again.
If tears could build a bridge from here to there
and memories were stairs I could ascend with care,
then from Earth to Heaven would not seem very far
to go to bring you back again, my kindred heart,
and if tears were wishes shining like a star above
then I would wish you here with me, my kinsmet love.
July 23, 2012
© Jewel MoonSilver Knight - All Rights Reserved
INTO KALI, I SHATTEROh Kali, Devourer of the Divine Darkness,INTO KALI, I SHATTER in Free Verse More Like This
into the infinite Day the Night takes root,
bleeding to belong...the vulnerable ache
to be strong, with you may I find that Fire
in my belly to devour pain and anger with
every juicy cell of my self power, my Spirit
is full-yet I hunger to know the timepiece
ticking in the bright shadows of your Moon,
you exist in the wild will that I have learned
to embrace, it's a part of me with mysteries
breathing, cleaving to the cosmic swell of
your wisdom, fetal hours you dissolve into
the dust of blood and bone, feeding from
prisms of spontaneous light as I sacrifice
myself to your fatality, oh
AN ANCIENT MUSEI am an oracle blazing, bleeding worlds in inkAN ANCIENT MUSE in Free Verse More Like This
and smoke, gilding creation with my navel's illume
of temple light, a thousand serpents hide in my
ancient tissue, they taste the secrets of the tomb
as the Dark splits open and the Light spills free,
these serpents who coil inside my primordial womb
I know them as I know myself, in me do they grow,
I give birth to them and my inner moon.
I am a jewel exhuming a memory from Winter's
ice-milk silhouette, soaking my crescent eyes
in honeyed wine so they will be intoxicated on
Purity's ethnicity, under gently kindled skies
I soothe the creases from the seasons with my
Pythian clarity-trembling vows
The Loving DeadIn this place so hauntingThe Loving Dead in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Your echo still remains
Distant through the darkness
Your laughter is unchained
Silken threads of perfume
These walls they still retain
Can a dead heart love you?
A memory from the past?
Long ago you left me
Cross sea of time so vast
Holding your dead body
A curse on God I cast
Dead, I go on living
Without a heart or soul
Hunting in the moonlight
Though blood does not console
Loves silken blade's so sharp
Yet thee I still extol
I love you Elizabetha
Your face I can't forget
In the tomb's dark cradle
Like a jewel I'm beset
Hope is for the living
But love it lingers yet...
Heart SongLove it is a hungerHeart Song in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
A powerful, burning need
Love it is a river
Born in a teardrops seed
Love it is a melody
That gives us wings to fly
Love it is a daydream
That's echoed in a sigh
Love it is a Prayer
That heals the hurting soul
Love it is a comfort
It's tender warmth enfolds
Love can raise and lift you
Love can break you down
Love can overwhelm you
So deep that you could drown
Love it has no reason
No logic and no sense
Love it is a marvel
What else is so immense?
Love can climb a mountain
And change a human heart
Love can cross an ocean
That keeps two hearts apart
Love it see's our beauty
And looks right through our flaws
Love if we just let it
Can open bolted doors
Love all things can conquer
For that's what love is for
Love if we just let it
Will show us heavens shore...
Truth...In this haunted palaceTruth... in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The air is rank and foul
Every hanging portrait
Holds a menacing scowl
Dust a deep grey carpet
The windows thick with mold
Of this brooding evil
A thousand tales are told
Godless and foreboding
This rotting structure stands
Fighting time with venom
Vile stain upon the land
Trapped within these walls
I've cried so many tears
Born into this horror
Cursed through all my years
No arms ever held me
Fed on the milk of hate
Lonely, lost and fearful
No life beyond these gates
Just one room forbidden
I stand before its door
Here may lie the secret
Of vaguely hinted lore
Slowly turn the handle
Heart beating very fast
Will my disobedience
Cause death to come at last?
The door it creaks and moans
My candle lights the gloom
I see a subtle movement
What presence brings my doom?
Brave, I step towards it
A monstrous, shambling thing
Crawling death and maggots
Of hell its looks do sing
Bile and vomit rising
Yet still I will not flee
Truth alone may free me
Dark Lord RisingLight that gently flickersDark Lord Rising in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And playful curling smoke
Shadows dance on circles
And ancient words invoke
Time and space are melting
The doorway's open wide
Comes the ageless power
From whom no man can hide
Beguiling in his beauty
By many names he's known
Prince of endless eons
Upon the blackest throne
Icy mantle falling
Frost painting floor and walls
Behold the blood red eyes
That look on he who called
Searching, ever searching
Not for pride, or power
The warlock pleads and begs
For life's unending flower
Heart and soul surrendered
He owns this Prince's light
A Dark Lord he rises
To rule the velvet night...
Mother MoonPain that runs in riversMother Moon in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Fire ripping me apart
Stomach, cramping, churning
Dear God my racing heart!
Think my flesh is melting
This moonlight, how it burns!
Bones feel like they're breaking
For death I pray and yearn
Strength and freedom rising
How sweet the forests smell
Werewolf, standing, howling
Where my weak body fell
In the night I hear you
My careless, foolish prey
Walking in the moonlight
Such loving things you say
Silently I stalk you
Sweet lovers, you've no clue
Feel my hackles rising
The hunt will soon be through
I know that you can see me
I want to smell your fear
Piss yourselves my victims
And know that death is here
Growling, ripping, tearing
I paint the trees with blood
Body parts are flying
I love death's crimson flood!
Two loving hearts devoured
Fun ended all to soon
Think I'll sit a while
And howl at mother moon!
WITCHWITCH!WITCH in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Hear the voices chanting
Watch the incense rising
Words that echo power
In firelight's glow enticing
Thirteen in the coven
Weaving this silken web
Twelve voices echoing
As red flames rise and ebb
Silver gleams in moonlight
The sacred staff held high
Crimson on copper spilled
Is greeted with a cry
Feel the power growing
It rustles through the leaves
Blessed breeze enfolding
Those true hearts that believe
Echo echo Babylon
Echo echo Osiris
Covenants and promises
Each sealed with the age old kiss
Can you hear us calling
As you lay in your bed?
The power we invoked
Will get inside your head
Memories will haunt you
And evil be returned
You'll meet your end in fire
For the witch you dared to burn
The Price of TreacheryAnubis was watchingThe Price of Treachery in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Such treacherous deceit
Tremble foolish mortal
For he you soon must meet
Death brings that appointment
When your heart he'll weigh
Sin will tip the feather
"To hell with you he'll say"
Learning ancient magic
You thought you knew it all
But pride deceitful one
Doth come before a fall
Will fall upon your head
The will of sweet Osiris
Will fill you full of dread...
Unbreakable Love...Life and sun are waningUnbreakable Love... in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Nights beauty paints the sky
Stars like jewels sparkle
Full moon is rising high
Grief and sadness choke me
My broken heart a chain
When your world is empty
What comfort can remain?
And so to you I call
The doors are open wide
Come to me my darling
I must be by your side
Silver light reveals you
You glide on rolling mist
Bringing me salvation
With your beloved kiss
Once so frail and ashen
Your beauty blazes bright
Death it could not hold you
Behold the queen of night
In your arms I tremble
But soon all fear is lost
My love it knows no bounds
Whatever it may cost
So my darling take me
Pain in passion drowned
Blood and life both given
That heaven may be found...
First LoveWhen the Sun has fadedFirst Love in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
And stars no longer shine
Memories shall linger
And pay no heed to time
Your smile left me breathless
Your face, I see it still
That 'accidental' touch
That gave me such a thrill
Those sleepless, lonely nights
That ushered loves first tears
The beating of my heart
Whenever you appeared
Into your tender arms
First love lasts forever
We hold it like a charm
I will not forget you
You taught me, oh so much
Still my sweet beloved
I hunger for your touch...
The Poets Birth...Snow is gently fallingThe Poets Birth... in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I feel it's cold caress
My world disappearing
All by ice possessed
Passions embers dying
Love falling from the sky
Screaming out to heaven
The simple question, why?
Helplessly I'm watching
I know my heart must die
A thousand broken shards
No more to rise and fly
The sky is cold and black
The stars so far away
Beneath this long dead moon
My crying soul must stay
I begged the sun, 'don't go'
Yet from my sky she fled
Left me alone and dying
And not a word was said
Love thy blade bites deeply
There's crimson on the snow
And from this bleeding heart
The hurting words shall flow
Tears like rain are fa
Falling for AutumnI haven't seen you in monthsFalling for Autumn in Free Verse More Like This
but you're still just as beautiful as last time
your long hair flowing gently in the breeze
red, orange, and brown mixed to make a silky curtain of colors
It's been too long since I could sit and relax with you
hot apple cider flowing warmly down my throat
keeping away the slight chill you sometimes bring along
Your delicious earthy smell almost overwhelms my senses
with a calmness no one else can give me
I've missed your soft touch against my cheek
gentle hands pushing back my hair
The sound of your voice is a flurry of air
through leaves that have yet to fall
the crunch under foot while we walk hand
Choking on SilenceSilenceChoking on Silence in Free Verse More Like This
Silence and your eyes
to see what I do next
to see how can I embarrass myself further
Maybe I can shout out
how my lungs feel
when you leave
how they tighten within my chest
I can't do this anymore!
I could tell you
how my arms have the burning desire
to hold you
and never let go
It doesn't matter though
why would it matter?
when I see you pulling away
my hands reach out to grab you
but I catch only air
Is it the words I've said?
because I can take them back if you want me to
suck the air back into to my lungs
so maybe they won't be so tight anymore
But no, I start to choke
Forgotten DreamsI'm so tiredForgotten Dreams in Free Verse More Like This
eyes nearly closed
soon to be sealed tightly for dreams to be exposed
Can you see it?
the way they drop like wilting flowers
the lids gently caressing
coaxing my mind into sleep
by cutting off the world
I want to sleep so badly
it is just out of reach
due to the constant thoughts running me in circles
through my head
What of tomorrow
or the next day
am I ready to face everything
Or will my non-existent world come crashing down
shattering into what used to be
Letting the cold seep into my bones
surrounding me with lost memories
and forgotten truths
But my eyes are still drooping
unable to heed the warnings of