Fie for Thought
Lucifer's Desire
Fuck all life pleasures,
Bring the hate alive,
The relief to hate another,
Is pleasure to me.
Fuck off happiness,
Bring in the violence,
The chaos,
The brutallity,
The world has to offer.
In all, lucifer's desire will be answered,
Mankind will burn in his flame,
Where he will devour all the souls,
With great satisfaction.
With this blood from this body,
I spill it on the boards of Harlem,
May I be lucifer's follower,
May I be his Angle of the dark.
To bring all of mankind to the master.
And torture the souls whom tortured me,
In my life.
Don't look behind
(Dedicated to a friend)
Don't look behind...
There are memories of lost friendship,
There are hearts that lie broken,
Things left undone,
Words left unspoken.
Don't look behind...
There are tears waiting to fall,
There's pain nobody can take,
There are memories waiting to hurt you-
Your heart's gonna break.
Don't look behind...
You're never going to return,
Whatever you're looking for... is gone,
You're gonna feel so torn and sad,
You're going to feel alone.
Don't look behind...
There are friends going away,
Innocent eyes filled with tears,
Because of memories you'll never forget,
Built up inside through the times.
Don't look behind...
The hand you want to hold is slipping away,
Your feet are too weak to hold you,
You're gonna try to be on your own,
There's nothing much you can do.
Don't look behind...
Live on for what there is to live for,
Never to turn back and pick up fallen things,
Where time won't wait for you while you stop,
So live on make it the fullest and may you'll be happy,
Always
Don't look behind...
Darker The Waves Now
I gathered you from the absence of night.
In thickets of sorrow,
Among branches of bile taste
That surrounded your flight.
I melted in your sweetness, your sister sea.
I fathomed the depth of your ocean,
Bathed in sea spray,
And i fell inward into your darkening waves.
All at once, from the distance,
I heard the roar of sadness,
Rolling along peninsulas
That rested their tired bones around you.
I chiseled your name,
Loud and clear, along banks of beaches.
I named you my kingdom,
My mountains- i offered your eyes to see.
I gathered you words, in the daily harvest of pain.
Many times, i looked for you
In chains of passing clouds,
Memorizing pillows that travailed in my sleeps.
And more than once,
I gathered your face to kiss
As it floated by and disappeared
Among the flowering sky.
Nobody Knows
This pain, this hurt
locked away in my head,
Nobody knows
How inside I am dead.
Blood on my wrist,
There is glass in my hand.
Nobody knows,
They cannot understand.
They don't listen,
So, they can't hear me cry.
Nobody knows,
I just wish I could die.
Shaking fingers,
Grasp this plea for release
Nobody knows
How the pain will not cease.
Sadness bleeding,
Emptying to the floor,
Nobody knows
I always craved for more,
Bleeding slowly
Until my wound will close,
Dying slowly,
Nobody knows...
Suicide Children
I want to meet those poor children
Who felt just like me at times.
I want to know if the pain still burns
And if they would read my rhymes.
I want to know if there was no choice...
If living felt like the way I feel.
I want to hear them tell me, "it's ok,"
That there is hope... still.
I want to see their pale faces,
I want to see their bloody wrists.
I want them to haunt me at night
And push me towards the light- with their fists.
I want to hear their stories.
I want them to make me cry...
And wonder how long do I have
'Til the day comes... when I die.
Flight by Moonlight
I went hunting in the forest where the trees reach to the sky
And the moonlight on the water mirr'rs whatever passes by,
But no matter where I wandered as I hunted through the night,
The enchantress with the silver cloak was always in my sight.
I could see her through the branches as I went along my way,
For her face was bright and lovely though she had no words to say--
An opposing constellation in a sep'rate hemisphere,
She would shine in her own season, but she never would come near.
While at times she pulled her hood back as she watched me from afar
And revealed a dazzling crown of jew'ls, each twinkling like a star,
Still, I mostly saw her face as more in shadow than in light,
Yet, her beauty and her distance only added to my plight.
For I longed so much to greet her and to take her by the arm,
To go walking through the woods with her and keep her safe from harm.
So it happened on one ev'ning as I strode by a lagoon,
She was standing on the shore beneath the glimmer of the moon.
She had just removed her cape to show a stunning slender gown.
She had cast off her tiara; her long hair she had let down.
Then around she turned and smiled at me while offering her hand;
Hence, I reached out to embrace her and to dance upon the sand.
Swaying slowly on the beach within the twilight of the tide,
A great warmth had spread throughout me as I moved with her and sighed,
And then suddenly she fainted and collapsed onto the ground.
With another blink, I realized she was nowhere to be found.
As with venom from a scorpion I soon was filled with pain.
I could sense a storm impending, though I saw no snow or rain--
Not the falling of the weather but the sorrow from my eyes
Had sent ripples all along her body, piercing the disguise.
On my knees and all alone, save for the nocturne leaf and frond,
I reflected on my lunacy in leaning o'er the pond;
Once my tears swelled from a single drop to deep, cathartic streams,
The enchantress with the silver cloak then faded from my dreams.
*giggles.I'm an intruder.ehehe.namE is fad.heheh.ther g0t my link.can go visit my bl0g. oh ya,call me *//flea.0h..must be w0ndering wad i d0in here.I hacked thru Fi's acc0unt!!
kidding la.Fi n0w helping me wit my bl0g.s0 gave him my id and passw0rd.den he t0o h0nest,he gimme his one als0.heheh.s0 here i am.hmm..Fi is my best fwen.I likeee!!s0 sweet.s0 kind..see n0w he helpin me wit my bl0g.kehehe.
*slurps on green tea while thinking 0f wad t0 sae.i ain't good at writing poems.but here's a little one.th0 i nv owaz met fi.here's just a little smth.
"Judging frm the times we spent t0gether,
h0w y0u nv failed t0 be ther wen i am d0wn,
and all y0ur sacrifices
I realised i need y0u whenever,wherever and h0wever.
cuz ur a sweet lil clown dat nv made me fr0wn
y0u stand 0ut fr0m the 0thers.
Then i knew,and was pretty sure,
That i wan y0u here,by my side f0rever.
T0 gr0w 0ld and spend 0ur lifetimes t0gether."
finish!hehe.n0 offence, just a little smth fer a great pers0n like Fi.Signing 0ff:
*//flea l0ves yA.the *//fleA.
That's When I'll Be There
When you feel turned out
And you can't help feeling down,
When that lovely smile
Has become a frown
That's when I'll be there.
When all else fails
And your heart breaks in two
When you've cried and cried
And you aren't sure what else to do
That's when I'll be there.
When you are happy
And full of joy
Because you finally
Got that boy
That's when I'll be there.
When you get into a fight
With friend or foe
There is something
That you really must know
That's when I'll be there.
Whatever the reason
Please keep in mind
Whenever you need me
Surely you'll find
That's when I'll be there.
I hope you
Really understand
Whenever you need
Someone to hold your hand
That's when I'll be there.
So don't be afraid,
For, if you are in despair
And all you need to hear is,
"I still care."
That's when I'll be there.
Roses For Rose (Story poem)
Red roses were her favorites, her name was also Rose
And every year her husband sent them tied with pretty bows
The year he died the roses were delivered to her door
The card said, "Be My Valentine," like all the years before.
Each year he sent her roses and the note would always say,
"I love you even more this year than last year on this day."
"My love for you will always grow with every passing year."
She knew this was the last time that the roses would appear.
She thought he ordered roses in advance before this day.
Her loving husband did not know that he would pass away.
He always liked to do things early way before the time.
Then, if he got too busy everything would work out fine.
She trimmed the stems and placed them in a very special vase.
Then set the vase beside the portrait of his smiling face.
She would sit for hours in her husband's favorite chair.
While staring at his picture and the roses sitting there.
A year went by and it was hard to live without her mate.
With loneliness and solitude that had become her fate.
Then, the very hour as on Valentines before,
The doorbell rang and there were roses sitting by her door.
She brought the roses in and then just looked at them in shock.
Then, went to get the telephone to call the florist shop.
The owner answered and she asked him if he would explain,
Why would someone do this to her causing her such pain?
"I know your husband passed away more than a year ago,"
The owner said, "I knew you'd call and you would want to know."
"The flowers you received today were paid for in advance."
"Your husband always planned ahead he left nothing to chance."
"There is a standing order that I have on file down here,
And he has paid well in advance, you'll get them every year.
There also is another thing that I think you should know,
He wrote a special little card he did this years ago."
"Then, should ever I find out that he's no longer here,
That's the card that should be sent to you the following year."
She thanked him and hung up the phone her tears now flowing hard.
Her fingers shaking as she slowly reached to get the card.
Inside the card she saw that he had written her a note.
Then, as she stared in total silence this is what he wrote...
"Hello, my love, I know it's been a year since I've been gone,
I hope it hasn't been too hard for you to overcome."
"I know it must be lonely and the pain is very real.
For if it was the other way I know how I would feel.
The love we shared made everything so beautiful in life.
I loved you more than words can say, you were the perfect wife."
"You were my friend and lover, you fulfilled my every need.
I know it's only been a year, but please try not to grieve.
I want you to be happy even when you shed your tears.
That is why the roses will be sent to you for years."
"When you get these roses think of all the happiness,
That we had together and how both of us were blessed.
I have always loved you and I know I always will,
But, my love, you must go on you have some living still."
"Please try to find happiness while living out your days.
I know it is not easy, but I hope you find some ways.
The roses will come every year and they will only stop,
When your door's not answered when the florist stops to knock."
"He will come five times that day in case you have gone out,
But after his last visit he will know without a doubt,
To take the roses to the place where I've instructed him,
And place the roses where we are, together once again."
Suicidal Daddy's Girl (Continuation)
Floating up to paradise,
She smiled with hope,
To see her father once again.
Reaching the door of paradise,
She was asked a question by an angel.
"Why are you here?"
"To be with my father"
"Who is your father?"
Just as she was about to speak,
Her father stepped out of the door of paradise.
"She's no daughter of mine"
"Sinned and ungrateful"
"To the devils she go"
Upon hearing those words,
Her soul bleeds,
Bleeds like it does its body,
She slowly fall to Earth.
Back to where her battered body.
Her trust broken,
Her love denied,
Her hope crushed.
Depressed, crushed, unjust,
Her disturbed soul can't rest in peace.
Back to her body with hatred rather then hope,
The evil within her grows,
Evil that receive its powers,
From the devil himself.
Her eyes opened.
Weakness overcome her.
She thirst,
But its strange,
What is this thirst?
Slowly regaining strength,
She stood up,
Her once battered body healed.
The thirst is thriving.
Hate controls her.
Her hatred for the living.
Intoxicate her soul.
Forever lost.
May she walk the world,
In darkness to prey on the living,
For her revenge.
Empty Spring
(Poem request by my cousin Lina)
The day's now longer than the night.
I sense that Spring is near.
To many I am sure that thought
Will bring a song of cheer.
But Spring's sweet promise-- not for me.
I seek, but cannot find
The warmth it used to give my heart...
The gentle peace of mind.
They grew like weeds, but smelled of rose
And were my heart's delight.
How empty now, I find, is life...
Their absence is my night.
Their sparkling eyes, so full of life...
Their laughter, love's sweet song.
Their breath was Spring's soft, gentle wind
That carried me along.
Now life goes on without desire,
Except that I might be
Allowed to see them now and then...
Gain respite from ennui.
Now, Spring means only this to me:
That soon the snow will go
And bring to me sweet memories of
A time not long ago.
So whisper not, sweet breeze of Spring,
Of life begun anew,
For as I walk His fields and streams...
My tears obscure the view.
Electric Soul
I'm no poet.
But you are the nightingale in this bag of bones
You glide through these cables
Past this bellowing drum of a heart
Wings gently brush along the walls
Of this electric soul
I'm no less a man.
But your voice it echoes
Over the steady hum of the cables
And you descend upon me
In the places i've forgotten
To sing your heavenly discourse
For the rusty walls of this electric soul
The hum of the cables dies to a whisper
I'm no fool.
But i am listening...
Forgiveness
You told me you loved me.
You lay with him.
His hands upon you
And more-
Because you wanted...
But you told me you loved me.
To you, it was not a sin.
You were newly free.
In your mind there was nothing to forgive.
In mine- I trusted you.
Because you told me you loved me.
Your decision
Slashed a gaping, bleeding wound.
I could not sleep the night after you told me
But I loved you for your honesty...
The questions kept coming.
To me, our love was a crystal clear pool
Fed by the springs of pure love.
Deep- able to see the tiniest pebbles at the bottom.
You threw putrid mud in that pool.
You dirtied it, sullied it, clouded it
Made it smell.
The questions kept coming.
Because you told me you loved me.
The tears would not stop.
Because you told me you loved me.
The unbearable pain that had to be borne would not stop.
Because you told me you loved me.
So I got a pump for the pool.
To clean it of the filth by feeding from my pure spring
To find a way to make the pool clear again
Because you told me you loved me.
Because after all the questions, I believed you
And I set the pump to work
In spite of the blood you caused to flow
In spite of the putrid mud
In spite of the pain
I asked myself if I truly loved you.
The answer was, ‘Yes’.
I asked if I understood you.
The answer was, ‘I have to if love is to survive.’
I asked if I could still trust you.
The answer was ‘Yes’
Because you told me you loved me.
So I put myself in your place
Because you were newly free.
Despite the pain, despite the blood, despite myself
Because what is love if you cannot give and understand?
So I gave and understood.
...And forgave
To forgive is supposed to be divine.
I am not a God.
But if I cannot forgive
I am not human.
Because you said you loved me.
...Because I love you
Though you thought
It was not a matter to be forgiven
If I did not forgive
If I did not understand
Love would have been killed
There was no option
Not if I believed in love
Not if I believed in you
You killed 'the trust'
But that was my trust, not yours.
Not once did you kill
But again
And again
And again
I bore the unbearable pain that tried my soul
Because you told me you loved me.
Because, deep down, I still trusted you.
I believed in you.
I believed in your heart of hearts.
I believed you were not, deep down, lying to me
When you said you loved me.
It’s been a while.
The gaping wound has healed, though there is a scar.
The tears still come sometimes, unbidden, unseen by you
But the love I have for you has not died.
The pool is clear
I’m glad I forgave you.
Glad that we are still together
That I made the effort to understand you
That we can smile and laugh together
Because I love you
Because you said you love me.
Nothing can be killed.
I believe.
When You're Not There
When you're not there
My life has no meaning,
Your's does but it has no feeling.
You think I am there but you can't touch me,
Or hold me.
Everything is dark and in a shadow.
You think I am OK
But really don't know I cry at night
Not in front of you though.
Nothing can change between
Me and you
It's all dark and scary, but not to you.
You think I am happy and cheerful
But everything you see is untruthful.
I can't explain what I feel when I am with you,
I feel safe, happy, everything I never felt before.
My friends say you're ugly,
My friends say you're cute.
Oh what the heck it's me and you.
Innocent Desire
(Poem request by lady Nyssa aka LadyBug)
Her tormented body lies in the dark,
Tortured and battered,
Scars are painted all over her flesh,
Each day a new torture began,
Pouring on her like hot oil.
Her cries were left unheard,
Her screams faded into the darkness.
Pleas to stop the sufferings fall on deaf ears.
How much her soul wished to be release,
Free from pain to paradise in eternity.
But it is locked in her heart,
A heart full of hope,
Hope to live on and find happiness in morality,
To taste life's precious enlightment.
Days passed she shed tears of blood,
Keeping a smile on her face true the hope from her heart,
A beam of light shines on her from above,
"An angel to bring me to paradise?"
"Am I dead? Lost the chance vanquish my hope?"
She thought.
Out of the light a hand reached out for her,
She hesistate to reach out,
Her heart push her to grab the hand.
She closed her eyes,
Then everything went bright.
Something brought her back in the light.
Something which if full of warm.
Something that felt like,
true love.
Beauty Of My Life (Mi'lady Ally)
A zest for life, a grace divine
More intoxicating than wine.
Carefree nature and wild, wild ways,
You always make my mind sway!
Bouncing straight brown hair and sexy hazel green eyes,
Remind me of autumn evening skies,
A spring in your step elevates my mood,
Hey, nosey rain, do not intrude!
As the wind caresses your lovely form,
And the waves rush to feel your charm,
What chance do I stand?
Against nature's wicked game plan?
There is no truth but love;
Lovely as the blue skies above.
There is no reality but bliss,
So there! Let me taste your lips.
Let me hold you in my arms,
And protect you from all harm,
Life is too cruel, my dear!
But, I am here, do you hear?
Spend an eternity with me whatever it takes,
I shall never tire of you,
Remind me when day breaks,
For, yet again, I will want to hold you...
Between and Beyond
Beyond good and evil
Beyond black and white
Between hell and heaven
Out of our sight
To only love or to hate
It is all the same
Pure action and reaction
With only you to blame
Is there a tolerable gray
Between happy and sad
Can any one point out the line
Between genius and mad
Must you really die
To know the meaning of life
And to truly understand joy
Must you have experienced strife
Tormented Hearts
A cold chill runs thru me
I shudder from the inside out
flames ignite within me
fueled by the shadows of your doubt.
Arrows shot at my heart
with words of unintended pain
Then realize, 'tis but the strain.
Souls separate by miles
Tormented, yet strong and devout
put thru many trials
too true a love to be without.
Sometimes it feels as tho
you try to invoke vast distance
attempts to let me go
in your own solitary dance.
I huddle scared and lost
wondering what to make of dreams
feeling my heart's been tossed
like a ragdoll in silly schemes.
I don't know what to make
of the turbulent lows and hights
Illness or perchance fate
that feel horridly like goodbyes.
My Lady Ally
She comes, figure in darkness.
Her eyes are like coal; cold, hard, and black.
My body still as a corpse, even though I try to move.
I try to fight, and cry for help, neither can I do.
A tear draws life within my shimmering emerald green eyes.
And as I lay paralyzed in my bed, it rolls along,
My milky white cheek.
My heart now beats rapid in my chest.
She approaches me, an inky black velvet dress
Upon a slender corset pulled hour-glass body.
The putrid stench of the grave lifts from her breath
As she breathes deeply over me.
She smiles at me, a twisted, horrid, yet soft, smile.
A hand covered in a white laced glove
She lays upon my chest.
Her touch is a cold winter night wind, freezing my chest.
The slender hand caresses my chest, tracing circles upon it.
My heart now beats more rapidly in my chest.
The female face comes closer, it's paler than a corpses
Puts me in a cold sweat, even though I fear not death.
Her rancid breath runs along my paralyzed body
And needles like a sewer uses become laced into my spin.
Her body nears, curves and all.
Her head she lays upon my bare chest, as my lover might do
If she were by my side.
A night colored tongue casts a sticky slime across my stomach.
Her white-laced glove runs along my belly.
I close my eyes in fear, and pray to God
For this uncanny scene to conclude.
My heart now beating faster than a horse at full gallop.
My eyes open wide in fear as the vile turns to wicked.
Her slender hands, now demonic talons.
Her appealing face corrupt with evil.
Her eyes now burn with a hellish fire.
And her tongue drawn out reveals a horrid black viper.
Her claws dig into my wear flesh and slife to my insides.
Her tongue slithers to my heart and there it squeezes.
My heart now frozen dead by the viper in my chest.
Sucidal Daddy's Girl
(Poem request by Goth Lady Ally)
The cold hard blade of a razor,
Cuts into her flesh,
As she slits it down her arm,
With a smile on her face.
Her blood and soul slowly drains out,
Her trip to eternity,
Is enclosing,
Where her pain and sufferings will end.
How she long for this moment,
How she suffered the torment,
The day where she will meet her beloved father,
Waiting for her in eternity and darkness.
Her bruised and battered body,
No longer needs her soul,
Wanting so much to be put to sleep,
To be freed from earthly torture.
The light flickers as it gets dimmer,
Her body froze, whitened and numbed,
Lying in a pool of blood.
She smiled by the thought of seeing her father.
A last breathe and a last blink,
She closed her eyes,
And her body goes to sleep.
The air moves carrying her soul away,
From this dreaded world she felt dismay,
She left nothing in this horrid place,
Only her smile on her sleeping face.
Life's Lessons
Teach me to smile
I've forgotten the way
Teach me to speak
What can I say?
Show me your god
To whom I've never prayed
Be with me
No one else has stayed
Strengthen my heart
For it is tattered and frayed
I would learn to love
If you let me, if I may
And if I learn to live
How much must I pay?
Will you take my life?
And lay it on a silver tray
And if I take your hand
Will we be o.k?
Or will you fight
And keep me away
Will you teach me to love?
Or keep my feelings at bay
Should I be with you?
At night and in the day
Or should I do what you say
And stay so far away
Black Cross
A cross upon the bedroom wall,
shrouded in darknes it calls out
“Wake up, the world is coming down.”.
The street lamps light a wet old brick road,
the dead now walk the earth.
Non-surreal world,
physical laws unapplied,
who will save the sane?
Some beings just cant change.
Beautiful yet dangerous,
a blaze about me upon this wall,
laughter and a voice I do hear.
One is myself, the bastard who nailed me up,
and laughed at what I’d done.
The second unkown,
her voice soft and calming,
she said “Burn…”
“…Together…”
“…We’ll burn together…”
Sweet days of summer,
the snow is not cold.
She is a pyre incarnate,
incinerate,
an inferno turned to flesh.
To my loved ones I call,
so far to fall,
a creepy green light in my eyes.
A spark’s smokey breath,
like a moth drawn to the flame,
see the sadness and longing in my eyes.
Say the words I’ve longed to hear,
pinch, bite, kiss, suck, lick and sear,
all in a pyromaniac way.
At the funeral you will be there.
Now and forever, I’ll be there.
Smoke swirling quickly towards misting clouds,
I’m her slave, waiting for her to ignite.
All cremated equally.
What Mothers Are Made Of
(Mother's Day)
The blossom of a sunflower, bright as a smile
That's what mothers are made of.
The bonsai tree, still with dignity and posture
That's what mothers are made of.
The heart of a million, white-winged angels
That's what mothers are made of.
The awareness and protectiveness of a moon-eyed wolf
That's what mothers are made of.
A face more beautiful than a symphony
That's what mothers are made of.
Their voice is like a river,
running over the smooth stones that massage its body,
while the sunbeams bounce off of its cool surface.
Their love is unbound by physical laws and obstacles.
Their words are a book of life lessons.
Their knowledge is like an ocean with an endless horizon
which is never reached or contacted but absorbed.
That is what my mother is made of.
13 Faces of the Moon
13 Goddesses of the moon
Is to whom I dedicate this poem to
Astarte, Bast, Cybele, Diana, Eris, Freya, Gaia,
Hathor, Isis, Juno, Kali, Lakshmi and Maat
13 faces of the moon
Is to whom I dedicate this poem to
One of them whom is
She who wears the crescent horns
Astarte, who is our protectress for 29 nites
One of them whom is
The Lady we hold great celebrations for
Bast, who looks over the black cat of the dark nites
Bast, who watches over us for a steadfast 30
The Lady we hold great celebrations for
As we dance and drum for Her
Ecstatically for 29 nites
Is Cybele, our great Mountain Mother
As we dance and drum for Her
We are loving devotional Priestesses
Of Our Mother of all Creatures
Diana, who shines down on us for 30 nites
We are loving devotional Priestesses
Who sees Her lovely face in the moon
For 29 continuous nites of chaos
As Eris, the Goddess who discords us into perfect
rhythm
Who sees Her lovely face in the moon
For she is our large wombed-earth mother
And for 30 nites She keeps by our side
As we fly with Freya on a magical ride
For She is our large wombed-earth
For She is our mother and daughter
For She is the earth herself born from chaos
For She is Gaia who for 29 nites, lites the sky
For She is our mother and daughter
Who wears a sun disk glowing between horns
As the moon shines from Her for 30 nites
Shines from Hathor, our Great Goddess
Who wears a sun disk glowing between horns
For She is our Goddess of the moon
Who shines for 29 nites on the Nile's moonlit waters
Where Osiris' love reflects for her, our Queen Mother,
Isis
For She is our Goddess of the moon
Our Mother of the dark
Who shines down on us for 30 nites
For she is Juno, our lady of the sky
Our Mother of the dark
Who is one face of our Great Devi
She is Kali Ma
Our Goddess who dances the dance of death for 29 nites
Who is one face of our Great Devi
Who has many names
And for 30 days
She looks down upon us with the lovely face of Lakshmi
Who has many names
Whom we all love and cherish
For all these Goddesses that starts with Astarte whom
Stays around for 29 days and ends when we see
the luminous face of Maat
Whom we all love and cherish
For they are the 13 Goddesses of the moon
Astarte, Bast, Cybele, Diana, Eris, Freya, Gaia,
Hathor, Isis, Juno, Kali, Lakshmi and Maat
For they are the 13 faces of the moon
Remember
I hope, one day, you will think back
to these moments....
when we held each other
and laughed till we ached with joy
and tears tickled our cheeks.
You won't remember.. why,
but you will remember.. how
we were so happy.
I want you to remember
the way I smile at you,
like it's the first time,
every chance I get.
And the way I kiss you,
like it's the last time,
every chance you give.
I want you to remember
all the sweet words I say to you
but even more...
the way I say them.
I hope, one day, you will think back
to these moments....
as we sit together in silent comfort
watching each others lips wrap around..
our addiction.
admiring one another as we inhale...
our bad habit.
You won't remember how terrible it is,
but you will remember how good it feels.....
because it is time spent together.
I want you to remember
the way I touch your face
and the way you hold mine....
when we make love.
I want you to remember
how I whisper softly in your ear,
just to say, "hi".....
and the way it makes you smile.
I want you to remember the way I look at you,
with big eyes and a bottomless heart.....
always wondering if you know
how wonderful I think you are.
And though you don't love me back,
I want you to remember... how I love you,
like it's never going to hurt.
Loving You From Afar
If only for an instant
I could see your beautiful face
It would fill my empty spirit
With wondrous life and grace
As I watch, and you unknowing
I love you from afar
I can see your face is glowing
Underneath the brightest star
In a great majestic palace
Of 'forever' do I wait
And not once feeling callous
To the outcome of my fate
Forever will I want you
And forever you will you be
A memory of something true
That wasn’t meant for me
I’ll see you standing there
And want you standing here
But always loving from afar
And never very near
Numb
To be numb
To be absent of feeling
No tingles of the flesh
No fingers of passion across the skin
Stilled
No sound of heart or rush of breath
To be a blade of autumn grass
Responding not to the sun
To be sound... before a bell rings
The ground before rain
Ah, to be numb
Wintered in my soul
If there is to be life without you
Then I must be thus
I fear in death, my spirit would still yearn for you
And I would taste blood in my mouth... for eternity
Shall I compare you
You look like the first rose in spring
Your voice is sweeter than the birds that sing
You are the sun, and the moon when they're shining
Shall I compare you?
When my eyes fall into your eyes, I almost lose control,
You are the purest angel in the sky
You make my heart beat fast, you take my soul
Shall I compare you?
When you smile, you turn on the fun
Saying your name makes rising the sun
You calm the world with your mind, not a gun
Shall I compare you?
Shall I compare you
to the brightest star in the sky
To the most beautiful creature in the world
I can't compare you to anyone or anything
In this poor and slavery earth,
Because you are way better than everything.
Mistress of the wolves (for goth lady Ally)
Beyond the town where
Sleeping mortals breathe,
Within the forest of
Whispering ancient trees,
Beside a lake
Of satin black waters,
Rests a silver haired Mistress –
One of night’s daughters.
Her wolf companion bays –
In homage to the moon,
The night wind carries
Her bewitching tune.
It rises above the
Howling winds -
And touches the soul
Deep within.
Entwined with her wolves
Lonely cries,
Her beautiful face
Turned to night sky,
The Mistress of Wolves
Bathed in moonlight –
Sends her bewitching song -
Into cold winter's night.
Just another day (Memorial Nicole highway collapse)
Once again he caught the train
that left everyday for work
Once again he ate his lunch
sandwiches, and hold the onion
that his wife prepared daily
Once again he soldered
Once again he hammered
Once again he sweated buckets
and smoked behind the generator
between the gas cylinders...
Once again he saw his work
completed, and once again
he returned home to a loving family
with kids and a wife and a dog
Once again he slept on the cold
hard couch, uncer measly blankets
because his loving wife totally ignored him
But not once did his paycheck arrive
or his Boss note his prescence at
the construction site,
You cannot see the dead who refuse to believe.
Put Out The flames
The light flickers in the dark,
Soft breeze blows by,
Teasing the flame of life,
To end its time.
Burning on all souls,
The will of each one,
Will determind the time,
Or will be determind by the wind.
Years of burning,
Come through with torture,
Every flame is blown by the winds,
Winds with the power to give life,
And to take it away.
Flames of a candle flicker by the breeze,
Oil by the candle keeps it burning,
My flames had endure the winds of ease,
No longer fuelled by the will to live,
Nothing more left to give,
Shall I put out the flame and feel the cold,
May I remain unjust rather in pain then bold.
