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TheDrunkenoracle
TheDrunkenoracle
26 I’ve been to some places done some things and found inspiration in the low points.
In the dead of night, I questioned the skies, The desert whispered with elusive guise. The wind carried echoes of tales untold, As unseen dangers lurked in the cold. Stars above twinkled, a celestial choir, Their ancient light sparking a deep, yearning fire. The moon, obscured, was nowhere to be seen, Yet cast shadows, eerie and green. As I stood guard amidst the desert's dread, Haunted by the words that the desert said, The rumble of artillery, a ghostly sound, Echoed through the night, unsettling and profound. Uncertainty lay heavy on my chest, As I faced the unknown, longing for rest, Knowing I must endure just one more test, Cold metal in my hands, whispered its own unrest. Many years have slipped away, Yet still I'm left to ponder and sway, Uncertain if what I sought was found, At the expense of the boy, lost then drowned. Amidst the darkness and the fight's sudden hush, The absence of our brother, a palpable and heavy crush, The grief, a burden to bear, In the stillness of that night, an unspoken prayer At the heart regret did tear. The lights pierce through the fog, my thoughts now clear, As I sow seeds of lead, releasing doubt and fear. But deep within, an ember brightly burns, A hunger for truth, a heart that yearns. Though the years have come and gone, I seek the peace I've longed upon, To find the solace, to calm the tide, And let the boy lost inside me bide. A journey through the dark and light, To make amends and set things right.
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Nov 22, 2023
Nov 22, 2023 at 1:43 PM UTC
The unseen moons glow
Look deep stare for an eternity only a second passes but all is revealed The flickering lights future and past mistakes and laughs tounges of truth lap at the air we breath cinders cast images of home warm and welcoming but able to burn at a touch Sparks clash as visions of war pain and loss blood and love Smoke twirls figures of lost love dances almost forgotten faces left to dreams Fires burn as brightly as our desires and as deep as our souls
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Jun 7, 2018
Jun 7, 2018 at 3:13 AM UTC
memories by firelight
If a tree falls in the forest And no one is around to hear it Does it make  a sound If a gun goes crack in the night A soul leaves a body limp Did anyone care enough to see it If a young man dies alone in a desert And no one's back home to fear  it Does anyone care If a little girl falls in a pool But mommy never came home Does she still get a head stone If a man dies in a crowd But noone looks up from thier phone Wasnt he also alone
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Apr 20, 2017
Apr 20, 2017 at 1:04 AM UTC
Unwitnessed Deaths
Here i sit to ponder at a world lost and deprived of wonder, a park bench my throne fitting for a life so somber, i watch as you pass an ephemeral moment lives intertwine, i come to know you through all that you show, but our serendipity was cursory, as i all to well know l. I see into your lives moments at a time In that fleeting second i yearn to be there, ache to feel what you feel. To learn what its like to be another for i will never even know your name or your struggle. Nor will you mine. Your eyes grazing over the world, grazing over me for i and the bush are both one and the same, both wilt away when the world is cold and shudder when the winds of fate tear away at our shells. Your smile reflects off the window but it shines to deep beyond the glass pane cutting into mine, straight into my soul ******* me back to a time when my life was as bright as your high beams going forward just as fast stay young stay pure stay happy because when your not the brakes slam on and everything seems to stop.
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Dec 26, 2016
Dec 26, 2016 at 3:09 AM UTC
Passing cars
i may never find another like you but thats okay i only ever saw you twice but how much you added to my life is worth a thousand times with someone who would have meant less am i fool to fall in love on the second date or am i just a broken heart that finally found the glue what a shame the life ripped me away before i could find an awnser maybe it was love maybe it was a hungry heart geuss well never know
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Oct 7, 2016
Oct 7, 2016 at 4:23 AM UTC
second date
such a gental movement looking back at me your hair swishes away from your soft features exposing what for me felt like the whole world such a gental movemnet but it shook me to my core every fiber of my being I ached to see it just one more time everytime
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Oct 7, 2016
Oct 7, 2016 at 4:20 AM UTC
gental movement
Beast of burden Beast of brawn Work work work Toil till dawn Silence your mind You dont need it here Zip your mouth, follow the line Work work work Until your time
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Sep 19, 2016
Sep 19, 2016 at 11:04 PM UTC
Work is never done
The first time i died It was quick to start slow to end It was my own fault Heart ripped out by sin Good bye cruel world My dearest friend The second time i died It was slow to the draw Cruel fate played out like a slow crows caw Till your soul had leapt My screams echoed in the hall Hello world i see your still hear Just as i had deeply feared The third time i died It was pain stakingly slow It started long ago I died many times Each time death i got to know He became my friend How i wished i could go   My heart had left My eyes had wept Away my soul had crept Life went on and my body i kept Till finally i was put to rest My last thoughts came I did not want to go My dearest friend I shall only ever miss your now and again
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Sep 18, 2016
Sep 18, 2016 at 10:20 PM UTC
Your now and again
My life fits on my back  But a single bag The life i led To where this is all i had Couldnt fit in a thousand pictures Or a million words How do i explain how i got here How do i explain what i forgot there With a half empty sack The load on my shoulders is heavier Than the load on my back But heavy that load is not Compared to the load on my heart Thats the best i got
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Sep 16, 2016
Sep 16, 2016 at 10:37 PM UTC
Load out
Across my body a story is scribed  it tells of a boy that lived through hell innocents dies The reaper never lies Follow the crows Life moves on he grows cold A gas mask protects Evils in the air So a gas mask he does wear Follow the ravens A latern alight on a star void night leads to safe haven guides him through the trees Where his fears whisper in the leaves follow the rooks Around the castle the nobelest of the kings men Straight forward ready to die for him Follow the magpies and youll find the cat and the hatter wisdom in madness neither matters to the boy who thinks like the latter
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Sep 14, 2016
Sep 14, 2016 at 11:08 PM UTC
When birds tell stories