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 Jun 2016 Kara Jean
Torin
Continually blessed is her name
Creation, bright lights, and planted seeds
Illumination
Her fingers are some kind of sun

The Redeemer slays
Pray for those to be saved
No man shall be redeemed
In fevers heated dream

Forever burning in a heart
Fire, tindle, ash and cinder
Luminaries
Her sleep never leads me to dream

The redeemer slays
Away and any way my blood
Its a name because of her
Because of her it falls
 Jun 2016 Kara Jean
Torin
If I ever dance
It will be alone
I'll have a shadow I see a face in
And a ghost that I become
It will never rain
And the eyes will always be blue

The clouds are weapons of war
Casting calloused fingers onto the skin of my feet
I cannot walk
I'll run away
Hiding behind the corners as the clowns decry my name
I won't know how to feel
I don't know what to say
The only thing I ever wanted
Are the things you wanted yesterday
You
You told me you loved me
And then proved to yourself
Youre afraid of love
 Jun 2016 Kara Jean
uzzi obinna
A thousand years across the sea,
With you is where i want to be;
A thousand voices from outer space,
But only your words matter to me;

A million things i've earned in life,
Only your love i can't repay;
A million wrongs i've done to you,
I wonder why i'm loved this way;

A billion choices that i have made,
None of them's right like choosing you;
A billion friends i still can make,
None of them's worth more than you;

A trillion tears can roll down my face,
From hurting you to my disgrace;
A trillion pieces has my heart been split,
A trillion more you stayed to put it in place;

A zillion things i'll do for you,
Now its time to start anew;
A zillion worth of purest gold,
Nothing ever compares to you.
I love this poem. As i composed it, it droped like honey from my soul.
There is
a mountain,
a retrospection-capped mountain
amid desolate lands marred with despair.
A mountain enveloped by
gloomy nostalgic clouds  
with the coldness of confusion
relentlessly swirling in the air
whilst brazen bells ring reality
to announce the conqueror dawn.
A mountain nothing but
*my head
#Lonesome #Despair #Poem
#Poetry #Nostalgia
As luck would have it,
there she was
peeking just around the corner
from behind the moon
breathing softly
but breathing love

As luck would have it,
for she smiled at me
and every time she smiled
God spoke through her eyes
conveying everything
through her eyes

As luck would have it,
her visage of gold beamed
with chalcedony colors
that pierced through my heart
and I couldn't help it
exuberantly smile with sheer joy
every now and again

As a strange dark fate had it,
it dawned on me
she was discreetly decamping
fading yonder onyx skies
leaving me a desolate
down the dumps
and a lonesome wanderer
only wishing to ever
catch her glimpse
#Twilight #Her #Lonesome
#Love at first blush

A poem embedded with lyrics to one of my cracking song by the title of
"I heard a faint whisper"
 Jun 2016 Kara Jean
ryn
Sombre
 Jun 2016 Kara Jean
ryn
Deep breaths become chokes and gasps...
As the air seem to get thinner.
I had promised that I shall not fall today
for people to see.
But I had just realised...
That my eyes have already betrayed me.

So here I sit, out in the clear.
Out in the rain.
Face partially drenched from the spray.
Head turned away from passing umbrellas.
I thank god for the rain,
for even if they notice me.
They wouldn't be able to tell droplets from tears.
emo-ment
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