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I write these poems on instinct,
I write these poems on instinct,
The feelings I draw to paper,
For if a picture is worth,
A thousand words,
Those words must be worth,
So much more.
Shining
A bright jewel,
In a sea of stones;
Sits alone,
Catching my eye.
I never saw it before,
But it was there all along,
Shining as bright as day.
Demons within
An enemy is there when needed;
Anytime.
A friend will stab you in the back;
Whenever.
And you, yourself, are your own demon;
Always.
Hollow
Dim shadows approach,
As my body lay still.
My mind shutters coldly,
Against my own free will.
Tainted, tormented,
Shocked, and amazed,
Shocked, and amazed,
Like deep red rubies,
My eyes become glazed.
Motionless I lay,
Deep into the night,
My soul inside burning,
With a renewed delight.
Half crazed with thoughts,
Hopeful yet bleak,
My mind is enraged,
No longer quiet and meek.
A rapid heartbeating,
Resounds in my chest,
Racing, then stopping,
Inside of my breast.
Inside of my breast.
My carcass lay still,
For the wolves to eat.
They and the vultures,
Shall dine on my meat.
Shall dine on my meat.
The red stained snow,
Fades away from me,
Giving way to blackness,
Which now I can see.
Which now I can see.
Bittersweet Grey
Where is the light,
That I seek?
I see nothing.
Not even darkness.
It is all a vivid grey,
Nothing more,
And nothing less.
Stuck in the middle,
And yet,
Torn in-between.
The day is lost,
And the night won’t come.
It is noon,
And extremely parching.
I’m fading from existence,
And no one else can see,
The color inside,
Is leaving.
And with it,
Will go,
Me.
A collaborative poem: |
ODE TO SLEEP:
Oh, sweet and blessed sleep,
Why do you elude me so?
Have I been lost to your good graces?
Was it I, that made you go?
Dear, loving, perfect sleep.
How I miss you so.
I looked for you all the night,
Over and over, did I search,
I just know this can't be right.
I pray to thee, as if in church,
Please, please tell me,
Where is it you lurch?
I waited in a worried panic,
convinced you were near.
My darling, dearest sleep,
I concede that I must fear,
You may be gone forever,
So I shed a Tear.
But then you came around,
This morning, so very very early,
Full of anger and acting fitfull,
I was happy surely.
Wonderful , beautiful sleep,
Overjoyed am I, for your return!
But you left me harshly this morning,
With not even a kind word to yearn.
Perhaps the day will be kinder,
And make you jealous to return.
Togetherness
If you left;
I’d be alone,
By myself;
Alone.
But if you stayed;
The times we’d spend,
The laughter we’d have;
Together.
If it ends;
We’d say goodbye,
Then we’d be;
Apart.
If I said, “I love you”
Then You’d understand;
And oft would be the secrets,
We’d share between us;
Forever.