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henry-alexander
henry-alexander
Australian Fun Facts About Me: / 1) I'm in a band called "Grey Goblins" / 2) I'm a photographer / 3) I'm a song writer & a musician / 4) Black is my favorite color / 5) I'm the best dancer / 6) I play the bass-guitar / 7) Sometimes I go solo / 8) I love being around with my friends / 9) Nights are my best times / 10) I love any kinds of horror movies / 11) Musics & songs are my life
Sitting in my car at the stoplight waiting to race towards another, a slight flutter of yellow attracts my impatient eye. In the center of cranberry, pumpkin and russet robed trees, a crown of golden leaves gracefully brushes the air. Each leaf splotch hangs against the sky for a mere second then meanders its way toward a soft fall bed. I wish I could stand under the spray of leaves, drops of yellow falling on my hair and nose, my arms and my shoes, until, finally I meld into her canvas. Instead, I race towards the green, cursing gray skies and forgotten umbrellas.
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Jan 29, 2014
Jan 29, 2014 at 3:03 PM UTC
Gota De Chuva
Anger fills my heart and soul Anger takes a mighty toll Anger lessens but can never leave Anger you hope to never receive, Anger stays forever within Anger acts with the might of all sin Anger is deadly to all around Anger gets mad at the thought of sound Anger is the thoughts in my head Anger that’s mine all should dread Anger for me is different from you Anger you see tells me what to do Anger will sit and whisper in my ear Anger he sits and tells me all that you fear, Anger… He is here He’s here to stay Anger is the hole In which we lay Anger is And Anger will Always be with us He is in me, and he is in you He can make you do What he wants you to Anger will make you Make you cry Anger can make you Want to die Anger can make you Go insane Anger….. ... A blood filled rain No more anger No more….. Walk to the bright light Shinning through that door… Not knowing what’s in store But even then Anger lives on But you… nevermore
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Jan 27, 2014
Jan 27, 2014 at 7:30 PM UTC
Yeux Gris
I’m normal outside He’s evil inside I’m Dr.Jekyll and He’s Mr.Hyde I try to be true He tries to be cruel I’ll hold you gently but He’ll smother you My clothes will impress you And my claws will undress you I’m normal outside He’s evil inside I’m Dr.Jekyll and He’s Mr.Hyde My charms will beguile you And my arms will defile you Me...I’m on the side of the angels But the devil is my best friend Sin is a way of life Saints are for suckers Welcome to the underworld I start where nightmares end Two for the price of one Two....for the price of....one? I’m normal outside He’s evil inside I’m Dr.Jekyll and He’s Mr.Hyde I try to be true He tries to be cruel I’ll hold you gently but He’ll smother you My clothes will impress you And my claws will undress you...
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Jan 26, 2014
Jan 26, 2014 at 5:01 PM UTC
Das Ende
Here comes the rain; Washing away my pain. Making me feel so relieve, Giving me reasons to believe. Who do you expect to pay; For my cold summer day? For me, who's willing to cry? I know no one, but the grieving sky. Angels' tears continue to fall. Melancholy rises to call. As the rain embraces me, Whispering "do not worry." The pouring raindrops in my palm; Is keeping my aching heart calm. My lonely eyes can now hide its tears. My sorrow can now vanish without fears. As angels' tears continue to fall.
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Jan 24, 2014
Jan 24, 2014 at 10:44 PM UTC
The Cascade
Have you ever felt that you're so alive but later on you're nobody? Well, that's how I've been feeling ever since I was a baby, a little kid and as of now, a young adult. Back then I was so scared to go back to face my fears, but these things happen. What is snow? What is white? And what is darkness, between black and white? That is what I need to know. When I'm mad and dangerous I go black. And when I'm happy and kind, I go white. It is like two different kinds of me in two different kinds of worlds. The good side of me in a world of clarity and the evil side in a world filled with wickedness. Who am I? What am I? Which two different kinds of me is the real me? Now that question I do not know. I must follow back to my footsteps and find out who I really am and where I truly belong, in one world or the other.
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Jan 20, 2014
Jan 20, 2014 at 12:18 PM UTC
Different Breed
When I was a little boy my mother always told me that there is no such thing as darkness, but there is. I saw it with my own two eyes. I always swore to myself that I would never go back there again. Ever since I saw it, hearing that horrible crowing compelling me to have that same old nightmare. I shiver violently How long will this madness last? Back in the past, people would always tell me that whatever came around would go around. The black crow, that which carries a burdance of unruly chances to my window haunting me until the last breath. How my heart desires for this to end, but the fear of it ending me grows stronger each night. But only God's time will come. Among my patience, I will hold my family's portrait while my blood drips of despair. Like a young poet, whose blood embodies justice and revenge With this beautiful family portrait, I can only feel love and hope...
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Jan 19, 2014
Jan 19, 2014 at 2:47 PM UTC
Blend
Let me be your angel and let this bow and arrow be the death of me from the top of the sky, from the top of the hill; an inspiration to write my will. Let me be your angel for one last breath, we're half-way there to death; please don't forget this moment because if we do forget, we might regret. Let our love be together like the heavens and the earth. Our love is like the tree of life that will never be chopped down. Your hair whisper quietly with the warm breezy wind without any other words to be said. I'm begging on my knees to see what is right in your eyes. I see that with her love is my life and with my life is her love. Let me be your angel for one last time, for our one last kiss that will give us the flashback of our good memories. Let the next special person be the next angel for all of our sakes. Trust your ghost, trust your heart, and the most important thing, trust your dreams to live a better lifestyle than me for one last love and for one last smile...
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Jan 18, 2014
Jan 18, 2014 at 2:46 PM UTC
New Eyes