Monday, January 25, 2010

Forget-Me-Not

In a spread hand a white clover,
There's no saving now, not ever.
In other hand it's seemed to have caught,
A pleasant, sweet forget-me-not.

Dead leaves scamper across the floor,
There's no hoping for her anymore.
As tears fall, so does the dagger,
There's no saving now, not ever.

Awaken, bride, to sorrowed weight
Of sweet pea and deadly nightshade.
Why is fate so cruel as to give sight?
Now two will perish this one night.
There are things I could tell you,
But I doubt you'd understand,
Stories of my life,
But I don't think you'd comprehend.

First there would come shock,
Then the disappointment,
Followed by fear,
Then the curiosity,
And then to understanding you'd come near.

But already it's too far,
Too much,
I see the judgment in your eyes.
I take back what I said,
You see?
All hogwash. All lies.

That's why you'll never know.
I can't tell you.
You can't hear.
The fear of judgment is greater
Than any story I have here.

Saturday, January 23, 2010

Ever crashing waves
Pounding land to sound through air.
Silence within them.

Thursday, January 21, 2010

Close my eyes.
You disappear.
Eliminate emotion,
Eliminate the fear.
The darkness envelops me.
The darkness devours you.
The darkness calms me.
The darkness dis-empowers you.
I draw energy from the darkness
And fill it with light of my own.
Without any power over me
Your sight is overcome.
All imaginable power within these eyes.

Monday, January 18, 2010

A book.
A lifeless shell of words.
Words which have no meaning.
Words which have no purpose.
Words which have no value.
Words which have no use.
Words, which have no power.
Unless one is to read them and unleash what is behind it all.
Only they are able to let the beast escape from its prison of paper.
Only they are willing to let it use its true colors to paint an image in an open mind.
A reader is a powerful thing.

Friday, January 15, 2010

Ticking quarter. Rush.
Ticking half. Rush.
Ticking whole. Rush.
The time goes slow, yet it's never enough.

Wednesday, January 13, 2010

A waterfall cascading within my ears.
Eyes shut and streaming with tears.
Tasting none and smelling nothing.
Fingers grasp and pray for something.

I'm deaf.
I'm blind.
I can't taste.
I can't feel.

I'm loving.
I'm kind.
I can hurt.
I can heal.

A waterfall cascading within my ears.
Eyes shut tight and streaming with tears.
Tasting none and smelling nothing.
Fingers grasp and pray for something.

I'm blind.
I'm deaf.
I can't feel.
I can't taste.

I've everything.
I've enough.
I can't wait.
I can't waste.
A voice gone unheard,
Speaking to air of greatness.
Do not talk too late.

Monday, January 11, 2010

Eat and Prosper

Out with the old,
Half the city's burned down.
Licking hot flames,
Grasping at wood and stone.
Ashen remains,
All that could has been done.
Kindling offered,
Devouring photos.
Death of skyline,
Distant mountains emerge.
Fire overcomes,
Nothing stands a chance now.
Everything gone,
A new beginning soon.
Life will be risen
From the black soil of loss.
Magnificent,
Life's better with the city gone.

Wednesday, January 6, 2010

On Truth

I'm paranoid, I'm paranoid,
Delirious and stressed.
I'm so paranoid, so paranoid,
I might be crazy, now I've confessed.

What do you know of me?
There's so much that you don't see.
I could tell you,
But I don't want to,
Because I'm paranoid, so paranoid,
About you.

I'm paranoid, I'm paranoid,
Delirious and stressed.
I'm paranoid, so paranoid,
I might be crazy, now YOU confess.

What do you know of me?
There's so much that you don't see.
I could tell you,
But I don't want to,
Because I'm paranoid, so paranoid,
About me.

Sunday, January 3, 2010

~<3~

The beating of a fluttering heart,
Resembling so the tick-ticking of a clock.
Tha-thump, tha-thump, tha-thump.
So steadily marking your descent
Into the darkness that lies
At the realization of mortality.