Eyes aghast, mind collapsed
Truly, night is longer than day
The picture of a genuine smile
Seems Mercury or Mars else, Jupiter, away
Patience stuff must hold so much
During time of a twisted despair
We need a lengthy break
Sigh, a long breath of spanking air
Build anew, start again
Hey, that's how life works
As long as hope still lingers on
The home of a true smile, still on Earth...
June 22, 2017
Mysterious_aries
Jun 27, 2017
Jun 27, 2017 at 3:52 AM UTC
Guide us to your holy footprints,
Deity who holds the time.
Bless us and also our brethren,
Forgive all our foul crime.
Our soul cannot support our flesh,
The cross heavier than faith.
Sins always come so sweet and fresh,
A great whisper of wraith.
Beyond our sins, a hope won't die,
That you'll pour some mercy.
Heaven please heed our candid cry,
Give lights to our journey.
You know us than we've known ourselves,
Each strand of our hair.
You have read all books on our shelves,
Of our sins and prayers.
So let your cloud washes our hue,
Of green, red, black and blue.
Lets our white initiates anew,
To be closer to you.
June 20, 2017
Mysterious_aries
Jun 22, 2017
Jun 22, 2017 at 4:11 AM UTC
At last,
Realization came to him
A sudden blast
Enlighten what's dim
Now, he knows what to do
Must forgive and forget
Truth must not skew
Else a ton of regret
What happened
He never thinks of such wisdom before
Because the pure white he used to blacken
He enjoyed the face of others down on the floor
Now he feels lighter
Ready to seeds good deeds
A color of cotton or even whiter
Will response help to those in needs
No more heavy metal song
Just soft and sentimental one
It's time to correct what's wrong
To hear the words "Well done"
He saw a man fall down
The song he sang is fresh
Suddenly he realized the sound
That he was no more in the flesh...
March 16, 2017
Mysterious Aries
Mar 16, 2017
Mar 16, 2017 at 9:11 PM UTC
I will tell you a story about my friend Ben
Always rating my poetry with a perfect ten
One macho guy in our simple town
Last year, he takes home the Mr. Admirable crown
There's really something about my friend Ben
He really likes the journey of my talkative pen
He said its prettiness afar from the rose
Dancing gracefully while in paper leaving its ghost
Indeed I have a story about my friend Ben
Who reads my drafts again and again
Little I've realized that it's more than it seems to be
Until I've heard him saying "he loves me as me"
I've felt sorry then, for my long time friend Ben
The only poem I could dedicate to him
Was a poem for a friend
I will tell you a story about my friend Ben
He changed his name now
She called herself Jen
March 8, 2017
Mysterious Aries
Mar 15, 2017
Mar 15, 2017 at 8:26 AM UTC
Lo and behold!
The clergyman knocked
At the door of the ship
To explain to the captain
The hazard of having
A broken engine
The ship was elegant outside
But most people say (people who know this ship)
What's within - a jungle
Snakes, tigers, hyenas
Scorpions, tarantulas, and the likes
Plagued the place
But the clergyman believes
Even jungles have some
Lovely animals too
And he was right
A seem white dove entertain him
Giving him some food and refreshment
Telling him that the engine of the ship
Is the best engine that the clergyman could see
Carrying passenger safety to their destination
Sealed with love and dedication
After the visit of the clergyman to the ship
He asked himself why most people
Condemned this ship
When he himself
Saw no dissatisfaction
And then the clergyman decided
To visit some neighboring ships
And asked them
How would they describe
The ship that he just visited
All of them answered
Almost exactly the same line
"Oh my dear brother,
You cannot salvage anything
On that vessel
Because the captain
Was already swimming at the lake of hell"
12/03/2016
SHIP represent the BODY
ENGINE represent the HEART
CAPTAIN represent the SOUL
Dec 7, 2016
Dec 7, 2016 at 6:54 PM UTC
As I hold the sound of the past
The wind blows cold you are here at last
All the memories that I once knew
Touching me as fresh as morning dew
Here I am still as the same me
Though now there's no more we
Funny the feelings just won't let go
My love for you still as clear as snow
As I hold the sound of the past
The wind blows cold you are here at last
11/12/2016
Mysterious_aries
Nov 21, 2016
Nov 21, 2016 at 9:50 PM UTC
Wintry weather frosts me here
Thinking of her my lovely daffodil
Memories that long disappear
But it never left me still
One old September still fresh and new
When we both said "I love you"
Funny moment as cool as dew
Now the then one split in two
Looking back is funny fool inside
Smiling while storm ruled my very eyes
Little by little I've realized
That I need to roll the dice
I've asked the winter why oh why
Why such a lovely moment need to fly
But still in my heart, it never says goodbye
The story of my lovely daffodil and I
9/16/2016
Mysterious_aries
Oct 13, 2016
Oct 13, 2016 at 9:58 AM UTC
I've been a fan of faith at most of my life
Until a sharp dagger took the life of my wife
"She's at blistering cherry shaded hell" They've said
Upon intentionally milking her skin's liquid red
I've been so busy giving holy bread to other
If only to my family I've given that time rather
My preferred fate will not be like this
Holding the same evil dagger that cut my wife's wrist
I will follow my sugary honey
Who always sing to me she's okay
Not knowing her voice a recorded audiotape
Her immense pain shrouded by smiley cape
I've been busy showing to others the bridge of heaven
But now I've chosen the road to unforgiven
Where I will meet my alluring sweet scented rose
I will search the land of hell from coast to coast
But seems the sun read my foggy mind, knows what's within
Suffered from heart attack first, before the dagger kiss my skin
Not the way that I want it, but I will see death just as the same
Memories fly, but I've never forgotten my wife's name
Finally, the darkness switches off the light
Praying to be in hell with all my might
Alas! What a shattered fate
I'm in front of an indigo colored sad heaven's gate
9/14/2016
Mysterious Aries
Oct 4, 2016
Oct 4, 2016 at 6:53 AM UTC
The dove is not ready to fly
Not ready yet for goodbye
Many dreams must to fulfill
Have shown not his best skill
The dove is not ready to fly
Oh please! Not today, not tonight
Must freed what his life embraced
The hellish art made must be erased
The dove is not ready to fly
At this time he will not reach the sky
Hadn't yet shared the delicious bread
The new wisdom fathom hasn't spread
The dove is not ready to fly
Tears are flowing into his eyes
The dove is not ready to take wing
From his dying body and bruised skin
8-17-2016
Mysterious_aries
Aug 17, 2016
Aug 17, 2016 at 7:46 PM UTC
You are the one
Who let me see the sun
Gray is not always be
The color of the clouds
That the nature plows
Whites and oranges I could see
Because of the heart shape
You've sketched in me
For you my dear, I've learned
To save for rainy days
Valued what I've earned
You truly gave me strength
To face the war of any length
Like I hold an arrow and a bow
Because of you I've answered
Many questions how
You gave voices to my song
Come with me sing a long
I don't care if our tune is wrong
My blood, my skin, my all
I see it within you, my soul
Indeed you are like me, my child
Whenever I think of you
Simply, I smiled
7-5-2016
Mysterious_aries
Jul 6, 2016
Jul 6, 2016 at 6:18 AM UTC