bat-kahnert
Toronto
Hello, everyone! / A little bit about myself: / I have been writing poetry for while now (I cannot narrow it down to a specific year) and it has always been a huge part of my life. I hope to publish a book of poems one day since I accumulate so many written works. / Poetry has always been something that I could turn to whenever I didn't know what to say. Somehow through the rhymes and limericks, I found the words. / Here I will post some of my works I have done throughout the years. I hope you enjoy them!
For Others:
U nbelievable knowledge
N ew experiences
I nsightful courses
V arious people
E ntertaining places
R elaxing environment
S pontaneous parties
I nteresting theories
T otally worth it
Y our new life
For Me:
U nbelievable stress
N ew finances
I nsightful worries
V arious fears
E ntertaining breakdowns
R elaxing insanity
S pontaneous meltdowns
I nteresting pills
T otally crazy
Y our new hell
Aug 24, 2015
Aug 24, 2015 at 12:43 AM UTC
I do it for me.
I don’t do it for him, or her, or even you.
I do it for ME!
I do it to relax.
I don’t do it for judgment, or rewards, or even money.
I do it to RELAX!
I do it for fun.
I don’t do it for praise, or popularity, or even status.
I do it for FUN!
I do it for me.
I don’t do it for parents, or siblings, or even friends.
I do it for ME!
Why is that so hard to understand?
I don’t do it for you.
I do it for me, and myself, and even I.
I DON’T do it for YOU!
Aug 24, 2015
Aug 24, 2015 at 12:41 AM UTC
Last Words
What shall you say
on your last day
of existence--
NAY!
Let me see a sun ray
shine once on the bay.
Only then, will under ground
I lay . . .
May 4, 2015
May 4, 2015 at 11:28 AM UTC
The river only reflects a mute scene
for it does not hear the crackle of flames,
nor the screams being choked on by smoke
while tree limbs crash down in a heated blaze
because it can only observe this sight
and feel like it is useless against a
fiery beast.
May 4, 2015
May 4, 2015 at 11:24 AM UTC
Sleep…Come back to me.
Take this room of coal black
and turn it into a vision of the sea.
Transform these tangled sheets
into a luscious robe fit for royalty,
and have thy citizens kiss they feet.
Let a soft cloud be thy pillow rest
up high in the dark, starlit sky.
Letting the clean air fill thy chest.
Make this bed one made of roses.
Have thy sweet laying beside thee
with a ring hidden before he proposes.
Let the curtains shut out the light
so I may stay in this false reality;
for behind my lids hold a prettier sight.
Took this vision of the sea
and turned it into the dawn.
Sleep…Come back to me.
Apr 13, 2015
Apr 13, 2015 at 11:41 PM UTC
My butler, Dearest butler,
Please come hither to thee,
Show they self to be proper
When in the presence of me.
In the doorway you linger
So tall and straight you stand
As you bow you head low
To patiently await my command.
I stay in my bed and whisper,
I ask for you to be at my side
So I can confess myself to thee
And tell how you've satisfied.
"I'm greatly old fashion, I know.
I'm elderly, wrinkled, and frail."
I reach out for your gloved hand,
I'm cold and frightfully pale.
My butler, Loyal butler,
I give you a golden reference
For you are truly perfection,
Magically knowing my preference.
One last task is I give to you,
Stay near me now awhile
To comfort me once more
With your genuine smile.
My butler, Loving butler,
I have little time left, it's true
So pay me one last request.
I have a question for you:
When I die, where will you be?
Will you stay close and greave
And carry me to my final grave?
Or will you just simply leave?
Apr 13, 2015
Apr 13, 2015 at 11:34 PM UTC
Any poem requests?
Because my poems are the best.
I have poems about quests,
Or the stories behind crests.
How about an unheard of test,
Or of uninvited guests.
Maybe about how we are blest,
Or times at ‘Wake Fest.’
Maybe leaving the family nest,
Or getting rid of a pest.
About going out West
And being told to wear a vest.
But I am going to take a rest
Before I take any more requests.
Mar 26, 2015
Mar 26, 2015 at 8:52 PM UTC
They say that the fires of love are blazing.
They say that love is a craving.
But my love I have been saving
For a special friend like you that is amazing.
Mar 26, 2015
Mar 26, 2015 at 8:50 PM UTC
On my honour I will try,
To not let life slip by.
I want to find the meaning of living,
And be a little more giving.
I want to feel more of the back of a horse,
And most people would sigh a say, “Of course.”
I want all eyes to be on me,
And someone people want to be.
To live a way no one else will,
And stop and lay on a grassy hill.
I want to leave a legacy behind,
For someone else to find.
On my honour I will try,
To not let my life slip by.
Mar 26, 2015
Mar 26, 2015 at 8:46 PM UTC