Down in a dark abyss
Tripped and fell down
My despair and sorrow I have
Yelling out for someone to lift me out

But how can they hear me
When I'm trapped
Inside the darkest part of me

Yelling and screaming from within
Where no one can hear me
But me, myself, and I
Trapped forever with no way out
What is my fate to come?

Of distant far lands I venture;
To where I go is of mystery
Lands of freight and hopelessness there is

But, filled with gallant I go
Set with my bow and arrows
I lead off to forgotten lands

Yin & Yang
Intertwined & it becomes beauty beyond imagination

Graceful, yet graceless

Yin like a elegant silhouette drifting off into the darkness of the night
It fades
As the night gently turns into dawn

Yang majestic, blazing into the sunset
It fades
As the sunset falls into darkness

Balance of creation, its cycle everlasting

Feeling soft, cool breezes gliding on my skin like a graceful dance
Feeling as though I'm in a nostalgic trance
Nostalgic of once being surrounded by zephyr whispers
Familiar scents lurk within the gusts and seemingly withers

Flowing memories soon ascent;
Bringing a sense of tranquility;
Rising emotionally beyond ability
A memory having no rhyme or reason, soon descents.

Eyes of an owl, I observe
My stare intense, yet calm
I see through illusion, deceit
I see right through you
& know you instantly

I see your true self
Your weaknesses
Your strengths

I see in what you hide so dearly
But in the eyes of an owl
I lift the veil you have placed
It exposes you
Eyes of an owl, I have

Wandering in thought
Descending internal wither
Seemingly asleep in wakefulness
Is this mind bitter?

Externally silent
Internally loud;
Lost in mind with endless drama,
Out of mind with mindless trauma

Departed away in unrest slumber
Dazed in never-ending thoughts;
Clouded by confused wonder
Is this what I sought?

Lush green forest, full of mystery yet full of magic and grace. I yearn to stalk and embrace you. To your tallest, most ancient and wise trees in which touch the iridescent clouds and orange sky as twilight falls upon, to the dew filled soil below glittering like a night sky.

Light breezes dance and sing through the forest air, leaves singing and dancing along with the breeze. Sudden silence fills the atmosphere, I hear the wind die as its song falls into a soft hum. Aromas of the ancient forest trickle up my nostrils leaving me in a state of natural relaxation. As I venture in further, I hear the birds sing their ancient songs, I see deer leap with fleeting grace in the air as if they had wings. Squirrels squiring up the trees into hiding as I cross their path.

I come to the end of the forest, as I walk away I hear the saddened, lonesome goodbyes of the forest. I look back in woe, but I know that I shall return to this lush green forest, full of mystery yet full of magic and grace.

Into the abyss I am;
Screaming whispers of nothingness
Engulfed by a darkness that I have made my own

Within this darkness there is beauty
That only dark can emit
Yet I am of this darkness
There is light within me

A light within my own being,
a light within my heart
That leaves me with compassion

I am dark
I am light
I am balance

Roaming lioness,
Through the plains
Yearning for a mate
Yearning for a pride
In which is gone

No lion in sight,
The lioness softly roars
In emptiness and sadness
Her cries not heard
By a single ear of a lion

She lies softly in the dry beige grass
She wants to give up
It's all she can do
She roars again in frustration

She is the last of her kind,
Why must it come to this?
Last of the lions and lionesses
Killed by careless humans

Last survivor
Last warrioress
Lost hope

tears of a full moon
with grace they fall
a moon once full
now withered by sorrow
stolen by sunrise
risen by the nightfall

a new moon ascends
blazed yet cold
lukewarm raindrops fall
under the twilight sky
all is silent
all is soothed
by the melody of the moon that was
a song of grace and death

In a quiet dark forest,
A misunderstood boy
Dragging in sorrow
Only wanting to be seen
For who he truly is within

The forest is his escape,
But even the critters of the forest
Fear away from him
He yells out his everlasting
Frustration and anguish

Birds flying off from there hiding
Rushing into the gloomy skies
As he yells his despair of what has become

As I cry,
Every teardrop is of my essence
Crying out the pain inside my soul
Bottled up pain and sorrow

The teardrops contain my toxic soul
In which falls into a puddle of shadow

The pain still remains

In the velvet midnight sky
The illuminated moon hung high
Crickets chirp their melancholy songs
As though the night gave out a sigh

Grim clouds cover the moon
As if with gloomy grace;
Trickles of rain descend
Soon downpour like a race

Rainfall beating like a drum;
Creating a frantic orchestra,
Shooing crickets into fright
Arising ambivalent glum

Suddenly rainfall and grim clouds depart
Leaving its soaked mark on the earth
Refreshing the velvet midnight sky
As though it never occurred

Blue dragon
Filled with beauty and wisdom
Soaring through the sky
Through the clouds they burst
Into a fading explosion
The sun reflecting off your scales,
Iridescent they appear

Misunderstood you are,
I see your true self that you hide
Deep into your essence
That shines so greatly of power and majestic virtue

Why can't these humans see that?
What you hold that is capable of the greatest things
But these humans too ignorant to see

Echo of a silent scream
a melancholic scream
a scream no one can hear
but the silence itself
and those lost within the silence

a silent scream
licking at your skin
in a soft breeze as it echoes
origin of the silent scream
no one knows

a silent scream of mercy, perhaps
graceful yet dreadful
it drifts along cold sea shores
under the light of the moonlight
through the ancient mystical forests

unheard by trapped minds
yet heard by those lost within the silence
heard by the ones set free
drifting as if they were this silent scream

A labyrinth of the deepest emotions
they ablaze within the eye
as if born of fire
the zest for emotion is held deep within  
maybe we are just emotionally emotionless
maybe we are nothing but just iridescent tears
falling from within the eye we descend

lost within the eyes we are
emotions being trapped
screaming out for attention
nothingness begins to set
creating everlasting oblivion