Farnok

Jul 2014

Poetic T

A wise man
Is only wise,
When he knows
There is always
Something more to learn...

Farnok Jul 2014

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Oh how the mighty and wise can fall,
No longer content with their future at all.

"Sure whats the point?" they may ask of us,
"I've lived my life now stop casuing a fuss."

"Leave me be,
I don't want you to see.
I'm in a bad way,
It's just not my day."

We love them and so we try to make them feel okay,
Want them to stay and share another day,
But they don't want to take up our time,
Thinking this is a most selfish crime.

We try to keep them occupied
Stop their thoughts of suicide.
But they will not be placated,
No not after how long they've waited.

The wise and old wish out of this fold.
Think themselves useless and a cause of needless stress.

We must do our best to support our eldest.
Try and keep their spirits up with all the time and all the love that we can muster up.

Just some thoughts thrown together :)

#love #suicide #poem #poetry #sad #hope #family #support

Jul 2014

Poetic T

You Think You Know Me

You think you know me
Think I'm the joker of the pack,
Reading me isn't easy,
Many faces do I put up
To hide the many cracks that rise,
But I hide behind laughter, anger just below
I have to keep control.
Never to lose an inch, never to explode,
I am a puddle, calm on the surface
But turbulent under that,
I am a shallow lake
But all you see is a refection
Not really seeing what stirs beneath that,
Do not
Judge,
Presume.
Think you know my troubles
That lie just beneath the cracks,
Controlling,
Restraining,
Deep breaths,
Holding the tears back,
I wish to put it behind me
But times it runs, comes from behind,
Hitting me hard in the back.
Winding my emotions
Tears and rage flow
Uncontrolled
Alone
Fear
Anger
Take control
You stole a part of me
Something that even with time I can never get back.

Jul 2014

Prodigal Son

Unbound

Let the embers die
there's no need to say goodbye
what's done, is done now
there are no more tears left for us to cry

the winds of change have blown
uprooting all that once held true
the final song and dance are almost over
yet letting go is still hard to do

Farnok Jul 2014

Tobacco Smoke

Tobacco smoke wafts through the air,
The only indication that you once sat there.

Of death and decay it does so smell,
This smell it makes me think of hell.

They say the odds are one in two,
I am really hoping the odds favor you.

But alas I know so many that roll these dice on their life,
And how, good friend, are you all supposed to be spared this strife?

#poem #poetry #death #smoking #tobacco #disease

Farnok Jul 2014

Fire

Oh how I love fire,
It is the one thing which I will always admire.

What is it about this powerful reaction,
That gives it its beautiful attraction?

Is it the potential to wreck and destroy,
The power to unleash chaos and pain;
Is this why men fire so enjoy,
Will the fiery beast remove mankinds stain?

I don't know why I enjoy it so,
But I do love to stare into the depths of a fiery glow.

Fire is something I often desire.
The flames, they always take me higher.

#poem #poetry #fire #desire #why #power

Jul 2014

Generic Name

Regret

Such heaviness
Bearing on me
All-consuming
Eating away
From all sides.
Soon
I must all be gone.

I feel.
Oh how I feel.
So many tears
How could this body
This tool
Hold so many
They fall down
As I do.
Without warning
Under attack.
I am helpless
I am powerless.
It is too late
But
I do
Deserve this.

Treasure maps
Fallen trees
Operator please
Call me back when it’s time
Call me back when it’s passed
No one to blame
But my stupid
My reckless
My self.

As ever
I shouldn't have.
As ever
I did.

The cure?
Time.
Or better yet
A time-machine.

#sad #regret #hurt #youth #recklessness