I wondered while young
how I'll treat my son
I wont be as cruel of course
His snarling face
an emotionless traits
Evil always lives long.
I try, I try
I've tried I will say
echoing years to dawn
Dare I say
with a grin on his face
father still lives on
I'll play games
and laugh everyday
I won't be as cruel of course
That towering crow
That shivers shadows
Lingers like skin to bone
The deeper I thought
The darker I grew
eclipsing all that I see
I lost my sight of sun
He lost his sight of me
The only warmth I had
The only evil he seen
Do ruins have no end
pain I've absorbed my share.
I lost sight of my son
his grave I couldn't bare.
Of what age have I become
To what love do I belong
lost in my hatred of father
And still I live on.
Nov 3, 2020
Nov 3, 2020 at 3:37 PM UTC
Should I
let summer smiles
invade shades to the window
that shields me from the world.
Laugh with the wind
that tickles tree leaves
giggling with birds
whistling rummers
they heard
And breathe for awhile
Open up i dare say
Let the world illuminate your face
and smile for a little while longer
Go be free I dare say
I should dare myself more today
And giggle with the dares I think of.
And smile for a while
And breathe for a little while longer.
Nov 1, 2020
Nov 1, 2020 at 6:51 PM UTC
My fortune is broken
She continued to say
Abandon by luck
reflecting her days
The magic in ashes
Phoenix seemed strong
Threaded in pieces
But still holding on
Stun by Night
her eyes in a glaze
Chills bring dreams
of flying away
Poor Phoenix
Night carries on
Poor Phoenix
I too will be gone.
Oct 16, 2020
Oct 16, 2020 at 1:33 PM UTC
To being and end
Life undoubtedly used to be thoughtful
until you became thoughtless f******
with the inconsiderate
Why inflame to be tough with words.
Out of all the nouns and verbs heard mouthing,
Mimicking public gimmicks vue'd
reused hoping it'll rescue you
from your current situation.
They have finally cloned man.
Vultures looking for validation
to eat
One man's trash is another animals treasure
In this kingdom.
I hate the word humble
I'll rather have reality over imaginative validation
having to tip toe around to not offend the ground
rather i'll leave a building for my young to build on wealth
Generational Empire or at lease somewhere to live
Deconstructing these blueprints
that has been illusory to pass me's and future men
Clarity is nothing unless action follows.
Rest today always become rest assure tomorrow
Finding comfort in your demise because
At lease you have a bed this time
Though this house is not your home
Time merits beauty
Breath is food for thought
Cognitive slips into depression is reality
and shell be appreciated as such
As this is proof of you living.
I myself used to be a superhero.
Oh my, I have aged.
Oct 16, 2020
Oct 16, 2020 at 1:01 PM UTC