Farnok

Jun 2014

A C Leuavacant

Inside of my head
Where Doubt turns to dread
Where the spiders do crawl
around my brain they thread
Their seeds of desire
An infinite fire
Like Orpheus' song
Plucked out on a lyre

When it's my own fear
Dark figures appear
As it hits twenty one
closing in at the rear
And it's really not fair
That I still have to care
When the trust that I had
Seems so dead in the air

But then on top of that *****
Is a small glint of hope
When the early set suns
Through my telescope
And often I find
My own ****** up kind
In the warm solstice air
Trapped dead in my mind

#poem #poetry #doubt #worry #life #heart #sadness #alone #beauty #paranoia

Farnok Jun 2014

Painted Wings

Painted wings can't make a man fly,
Do not ask of me why.

These painted wings are treasured things,
A work of art, born of a near sisters heart.

I wish you knew but at least I know,
There's really no length to which I wouldn't go.

Don't ask of me how to create this beauty,
For I am just the model, not an artist so colossal.

Always climbing, going higher,
As your fear and pleasure fuel my fire.
Ask of me what I desire?
I fear to answer and so I climb higher.

These wings of hers, they bring me hope,
As we climb this ascending *****.

The paint begins to fade and crack,
I'm losing the wings put on my back.

The onlooker, just here to see,
She brings out the good in me.

These painted wings won't bring me things;
Oh how I love it when she sings.

#love #poem #poetry #hope #friendship #art #beauty

Jun 2014

Andrew Durst

Places|Things|Time

I've been to a
fair amount of
places
and
I've witnessed
my fair share
of things.

But I still
can't fathom
the concept
of
*time.

Jun 2014

Andrew Durst

Seventeen (II)

I often find
       myself in
                situations
      where I feel
                   as if I'm running
out of time.

           but I've realized that I'm
only seventeen...

              And time is all
      I
       really
           have.

Jun 2014

A C Leuavacant

Doubt (Haiku)

Dull pain stabs the heart
Tainting love with the red fire
That breaks it apart

#love #poem #poetry #sad #life #heart #pain #haiku #hurt

Jun 2014

hushhush

I'm sorry if I smiled at you.

I'm sorry if I smiled at you.
I know that you don't like that anymore
but it's just that
it was an accident.

And I'm sorry if I smiled at you
but
I just got confused
because
I saw your eyes,
They were there, on your face,
And
they were exactly the same
eyes that used to be on
your face, you see,
In those times
when they used to smile at me.
And they were exactly the same eyes
that used to look at me
like I was your favourite person.
And they were exactly the same eyes,
And

...Except that they don't do that now,
And I know that,
And that's why I'm sorry
if I smiled at you,
But surely
you can understand my confusion,
You see,
it was simply human instinct
to smile at something I knew.

And I suppose I just assumed
(and I suppose I was wrong)
that perhaps they might remember
me too,
And I wasn't thinking,
It was automatic...
But I'm sorry,
I shouldn't be making excuses,
I should have remembered
that you don't do that anymore.

I'm sorry if I smiled at you,
I just
don't know what happened.

Farnok Jun 2014

Death

Death is not evil,
For it holds no ill will.

Death is a force,
It must continue for better or for worse.

Death takes no pleasure in its task,
It only performs what life must ask.

It will inevitably claim the ones for which you care,
So always cherish the time with them you share.

Death is part of the greatest cycle,
Of this there is no denial.

You may fear that death will claim all,
But the force of life will never stall nor fall.

Death must take us, no need to moan,
It must do this task all alone.

Accept the role of this mighty force,
And do not utter your foul curse.

Death is not for you to blame,
For it will not be brought to shame.

Why hate death?
It will still claim your last breath.

#fear #life #hate #pain #death #loss #hurt #acceptance #cycle #blame