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May 17 · 116
MartialPoet May 17
Crimson eyes
Scarlet skies
Howling gales
Wandering aimlessly into the night
Wishing to feel alive
Alone in the dark
No spark guides the way
Transcending the boundary
Memories form, then shatter into oblivion
Pick all the pieces up like a broken canvas
Heavy is the heart with trembling hands
Seeking guidance
Devils whisper in my ears
Playing with my fears
Sowing seeds of discord.
Apr 24 · 129
Lord Of The Blades
MartialPoet Apr 24
Feeding off the fury and vengeance I bring
Cutting loose the chains placed upon me
Walking in Desolate Kingdom
I'm lord of the blades
Blood on the floor
Reaping these souls
Next week its my name
They be writing in the scrolls
King of archaic slaughter
Take a knife through the heart
Drunk off the blood bath, I am losing control
Exhilaration from this mindless bloodshed
Blood in my veins
My heart started pacing
Soul still numb from the lives I've taken
One day soon see the sky slashed open
Blood rain colours the ground crimson
Eyes blood red
Sanity up in flames
Forsaken my humanity
Leaving calamity in my wake.
Late upload written for a web novel called Wolf King: Love That Transcends Worlds
Apr 17 · 207
Lone Star
MartialPoet Apr 17
Lone star in the sky
Patriarch of desolation
Lone heart on ground
Matriarch of sorrow
Billowing tides of vicssitude
Clouded eyes of reckoning
Endless depths inner soul abyssal
Restless nights
The devil speaks of rebirth
Darkness descends
White noise
Black silhouette haunts the mind
Crimson dress
Lustrous eyes
Vanished within a blink
Withering petals
Drift on a solitary wind.
Apr 6 · 31
MartialPoet Apr 6
Fell into the cracks of abyss
As if the lost reminisce of a lovers touch
Hearts mended together
Like broken bridges
Lay the foundations
Separated bonds
Quickly destabilized
Spirit frosted over
No matter how you tried
You were not lock de-icer
And baren
I roam the tovana in my soul
Nirvana of a new man
Split my veins
Devour my grief
Swallow my reluctance
Lost in time and space
Maybe a matter of rushed pace
Laced with tribulations
Clouds converged
Cloaks fluttered in the wind
Just one last touch
To follow the heart of sand
Rage and billow
Sway with frayed nerves
Returning to my internal wasteland
Jan 13 · 18
MartialPoet Jan 13
I think that I get it now
Archaic walking through time
Reanimated death to life
Animated ash to flesh
Congealed blood flows
Unconcealed murderous intent
Decreed imposingly
Revealed intentions
Concealed arrogance
Impotence life slipped away
Incompetence the sand filled the desert
Lost your penitence life took it away
Utterance of fleeting dreams
Gleaming shadows cross the void
Discoid your lies run circles
Your angels be counting time
Minstrels flock from kingdom come
Reanimated death to life
Contaminate water of life
Decimate the bridges of eternity
Eviscerate the minds of serenity
Cursed, I apologize for the profanity
My mind has been like a hearse
No chorus.
MartialPoet Jan 8
All stars could scatter
All forms of life shatter
Living in a time nothing matters
Mind clatter
The stars will rise
Life defied
Broken pride
Heart divided
Eyes drop deprived tears
Mocking voices of deride
Lost my guide
Roaring tide of a meaningless love
Broken remains
Spoke to the devil
Soul dispersed as smoke and mirrors
Hoax is the mind
Entwined lies of daggers and passion
Coition is the temptation of lust
Gusts of disarray
The sun has already died.
MartialPoet Jan 3
No sleep most nights
Geists wander my domain
Mentality heist
Somethin wrong up in my house
Personality changed
Inner beast roaring
Chained cage rattling
Battling my inner demon
Reaping lives
Weeping wives
Creeping darkness in my heart
Doctors say my madness
Is making me nauseous
Been feelin monstrous
Alotta **** contaminating my conscious.

Lately been feelin
Like a demons on my back
Heart turned black like the abyss
Reminisce times of love
Crossed my heart and hope to die
Frost encases my heart
Lost souls wander the streets
Hollow shell is all that's left
Followed the inner darkness
My persona switched masks
Midnight came out
Reaper of the night
Snuffing out the last light
Your life within sight
Became the moonlight walks in the park
Where dark hearts roam.
(Written in advanced for a web novel called Wolf King: Love That Transcends Worlds) As requested by the Author.
Dec 2019 · 110
Broken Halo
MartialPoet Dec 2019
Broken halo
Soul slipped away
Brought out into the streets
Your name turned into ash
Empty sash of gleaming futures
Redeemed soul flickers
Foul depths of agony
Satiny lids closed atop coffin
Walkin through life and death
Kith's heads hang low as we look into the earth
Deferred tears soar into the sky
Rain fell before the pain sunk in
Sunken city resides within eyes
Approval from the sky
The last fire you burned so brilliantly
Risilent life never knocked you down
Renowned you were
Uncrowned you fell
Motionless into the earths embrace
A childhood friend I grew up with, gamed with, worked out with, and trained martial arts together passed from this world.
You will be missed brother.
Dec 2019 · 54
Bewitching eyes
MartialPoet Dec 2019
Oh those bewitching eyes of yours,
A flame flickers within
What was hidden behind
Is my fear for being blind
Twisted by malicious design
You gave me fake love
Pulled me out of my drunken stupor
You broke my recovery
My nexus became unstabilized
Like a deadly blow to my solar plexus
Left me gaspin for air
Your vicious now,
******* vicious now
Born of blood and essence
Dying hearts roam a withering road
The pyre in your eyes
Was all my frozen heart needed
As a hand full of ash
I let myself flow out of your grips
Wind took my remains
You flipped the switch
And I'm ******* vicious now.
Being burned by love hurts, when you find someone else to love. They take advantage of you, and spit you out when no longer needed.
MartialPoet Nov 2019
I see life
Like a parade before the pain
In a sky full of rain
They march to the sounds of the beat
With a chest full of heart
And a world full of corruption
Don’t you know little boy?
It’s easier to be a killer than a statistic
Yet it’s these rules that taint you
Death floods with overwhelming gaint
A heart beats heavy
In a open chest
Like a billowing crimson
Into the scarlet soil
The blood upon your hands
And the wickedness that made it
I can’t preserve your purity
But I will say one last prayer
And send a kiss into the air
God, what have we taken from our kids?
You left us with the guns loaded,
But taught us how to hold back
Burning like a flag of hatred
Marching right into the breeze
What’s another lifeline like mine?
I see all the lies
Passing like a beauty before my eyes
I see the sky
What I wouldn’t give up to see you fly.
Nov 2019 · 50
A Cry For The Lost
MartialPoet Nov 2019
A cry for the lost
You should know
There's a fire hiding within your eyes
That you cannot disguise
Grey skies
Watch the beauty of all my dreams
Passing right before my eyes
Walk among all these lonely shadows
Light this spark
Leading through the dark
Beating my heart
Innocence depart from my soul
I can't keep trying
To be what you're dying to see
I don't wanna die
Watching this blood pouring
So you'll have to forgive me
As I take one step back
Let me ignite one last time
As I leave this write
Into the deep night
A sorry sight
You took it into flight
So let me send this back to forthwright
I can't be a wraith
Couldn't explain my faith
Swathe slices itself across my chest
Coalesced this blood clots
Dropping like rain
I couldn't stop this pain
This is my final strain.
Nov 2019 · 44
The Dragon And The Koi
MartialPoet Nov 2019
The Dragon:
Feel the heat the pyre
Fire rising higher
There was a point
I found I had a meteoric rise
Like a dragon rushing to the sky
And the emperor to his throne
I had everything all lined up
There was nothing else I needed
All that was left is to enjoy the life
Then like a skyscraper
Built upon a poor foundation
Of where people pushed me up to be
I fell from the height of my life
To the point of being on my knees
I wished to rise
But found no strength to do so
The domino's kept falling
Fasther than I could recuperate
Losing myself
To smoke and broken mirrors.

The Koi:
I found myself in a mire
Without desire
To rise higher
All these shackles
Lifted themselves off my back
Like billowing water waves
Rushing up to drown me
Within the boundless waters
I found a peace of mind
No expectations, no falsehoods
Now able to meditate in my small place
Been feelin nauseous
A lota **** been on my conscious
In uncharted depths
Feeling montstrous
Without fundamentals.

The Equinox:
Been to both places
Had a treasure trove in front of me
Only to lose the most sincere treasures
That lay deep within my heart
As an eternal dream I will neve give up
But within all of this
I found within there is peace
To live for yourself
Until your ready to create your dreams
With someone else
Similarly a man is human
And more so when he cries
Despite what others think
A mans tears are worth more than you could imagine
For only such tears will fall
When a man has lost what he cherishes the most.
MartialPoet Nov 2019
In a darkening world
Where others are slowly forgetting
About kindness and the gift of hope
Each day this world loses sparks
Like the opening gates of life
The gates took them away to a better place
Or so they say
Like a false sense of security
In this darkening world
There was once a gift
Someone took it for granted
They lost the spark of love
There was once a future lined up
Like a white line of ash
It went right to ones brain
They lost the spark of life
You and I,
We were once the same
I may have no one else to blame
Your spark has lost its brilliance
So you can take mine
Reignite and reinvigorate
Pass it on to others
And be a reason to live another day
In this darkening world
We all live in.
MartialPoet Oct 2019
I reach up to the sky
But it's like I sink further and further
To the depths of the ocean
Water fills my lungs
As I gasp upon the last breath of life
My eyes lose their focus
Wishing it could be all over
I feel like I no longer belong
In this world of grief and happiness
I wouldn't be surprised
If others laughed at the tears
That stained my shirt on a sunny day
Because while it was shining for others
It poured like torrential floods most of my days
This smile I force upon my face everyday
This mascarade I pull off so perfectly
No one could tell
Unless you looked into my eyes
Seeing them waver like weak flames
And surging waves upon the ocean
A boat rocks as it fights to stay above water
Without navigation losing its way in the vast oceans
In the dark I converse with devils, we tend to argue a lot
I ask him what he wants
And he says "what you want I already have,
And what I want you already have."
So we shake hands like professional business men
One walks away with a smile,
The other became a puppet
Because this feeling of loneliness never goes away.

Take my soul
And give me my happiness
Take my heart
And give me love
Take my eyes
And give me sight
Take my lungs
And breathe your breath into me
Take my body
And let me be reborn.

Never turn back
Walk forward
With light or with darkness
The shadows cross among the realms
Weaving and leaving
Ash among the backlash
Petals fell from the sky
Brought from the wild winds blowing
Paint these tears into a legacy.
Oct 2019 · 228
Where The Wild Wind Blows
MartialPoet Oct 2019
Where the wild wind blows
A full moon hangs high in the sky
Underneath a river reflects
The moons beauty
As if a gateway to another world
It stretches up to the mountains peak
Atop the peak
Stands a lone tree
With blood red leaves
Letting go from their mothers embrace
As they drift among
The wind
Floating on top of the river
And painting the mountains
With their beauty and bliss
The grey clouds move through the valley
Where the wild wind blows.
MartialPoet Oct 2019
You knew what the stakes were
When you left a note
And swallowed a handful of pills
You apologized to your family
For being so sad and giving up
You apologized to your would be husband
For leaving him without his would be wife
You left your little sisters
With tears running down their eyes
Hearts broken and crying for their big sister
How could it ever have come to this?
We had our fights, we had our arguments
We had our hate, we had our love
No matter what happened
I bought you one last gift
And now it hangs around my neck
Because the once beautiful smile
I would have seen for a lifetime
Has vanished
Rest In Peace
My Wife
I love You
Despite everything
I hope you look over me
And can forgive me
For the tears that I drop
When I told you
I would be strong again.
Sep 2019 · 31
Closed Eyes
MartialPoet Sep 2019
I just want to close my eyes
And return to times of bliss
My mental state left me vulnerable
The devil pounced in
Howling like a raging beast
My vision clouded without guidance.

Blades dance
Drawin' scarlet
Sky fallin'
Tears rollin'
Hittin' ground
Life vanished.

I just want to close my eyes
And return to times of love
Wore this heart on my sleeves
Exposed running into a wall
Stumbled backwards
And fell into this trap.

Just wish I had a better sense of meanin'
Never wanted to say I givin' up
Movin' through these foggy steps
Strugglin' to find inner peace
Takin' these pieces
Formin' a picture to look past
Hangin' onto a thread
Losin' grip
Driftin' among the wind
Fallin' to my end.
Sep 2019 · 37
Secular Flames
MartialPoet Sep 2019
Dancing in the fire
We create a cage
Bound by bloodline
Through heaven and hell
Descends the flames
Radiating faith and honour
In the belief it takes
For one to ascend to higher life
I don't pray often
But a man has to pray
And break from the pain life brings
Smoldering one step forwards
Cleanses the impurities in my blood
Scorching one step backwards
Purifies the sorrow and grief
Reborn like a phoenix
Through Nirvana
No self in a state
Where all secular worldly matters disappear
In a trance covering space and time
Distorting the vision
These flames refine my being
Mentally and spiritually
Separating myself from greed
Igniting life into a budding sapling.
Sep 2019 · 58
Wind Chimes
MartialPoet Sep 2019
Wind chimes float adrift amongst wind
My heart tolls
As thunder claps the atmosphere
First time attempt at this. All thoughts and opinions are appreciated and welcomed.
Sep 2019 · 93
MartialPoet Sep 2019
Lately I've been dreaming
A world of silence
Except for the sound of rain
As it pitter patters off the ground
Closing my eyes
I take a deep breath in
Petrichor fills my lungs with longevity
Walking in circles around the room
My mind keeps racing laps
My senses shut off
Numbness spreads
As water flows
Dragging me along its course
My world has been grey and brown
But this unending scenery
As I travel face up
With my back on the water
It brings me a moment of peace
And then the pain returns
So I write again
Eagerly waiting to let my pain out
My pen runs across the paper
That wasn't write so I cross it out
Sit and wait as my mind creates a world
My eyes view upon this world
As I write it down
And tell a story
In the dark I converse with shadows
My body jolts
I wake up
And my world of silence is gone
My emotions turn back on
And my senses return
My eyes long for this world I create
The silence brought me temporary peace
But it never feels like it's long enough
I return to the living world
And I hate it
Because I cannot change this warmth
As I travel across the water
Floating and drifting
Into the endless silence
That releases my pain
For no matter how loud I yell
No one will ever know
No matter how much I cry
No one would tell another soul
No matter how much
I speak to the shadows
No one would call me insane.
Sep 2019 · 35
Self Analyzed Grief
MartialPoet Sep 2019
Some say he's grief stricken
He lost his will
And now he's in a slumber
Slumbering and wanting to run away
No longer his strong self
He'd rather hide and cry
Than he would stand up and engage
Unwilling or disbelieving
He lost his spirit
And than he realized
He was deep into it
Shattered like glass
Breakable like porcelain
Tainted like raw jade
And a father-less dream
All of this wraps in his head
Keeping him up all night long
Losing his energy
Losing his sight
A internal struggle of emotions, life, death
Yet he made such a big picture of himself
Forever strong able to help others
Yet he can't even help himself
How ironic is that
Maybe he's tired
Of being that picture
Maybe he's ready to give up
But there is a voice in his head
Telling him never to give up
Because that's not how he was raised
Swallowing bitter pills of sadness
Walking the night streets
Stargazing within his depression
Searching through the stars
Looking for his guiding light.
Sep 2019 · 41
Blood Tears
MartialPoet Sep 2019
Not no fear
Blood tears
Rolling down my face
Hitting ground
Thundering tears
Spreading like a forest fire
Ten toes
Your lies exposed
Hit my bottom line
Smoldering like fine wine
Numb to the **** you say
**** it I can't please you
Your mad for no reason
Mentally I get spirited away
I feel like I don't vibe
With this ******* relationship
No emotions no connection no expression
Always talking restless
This negativity between us
Flowing like toxic in heart
What I see is what you get
I'm tired of showing love
When I'm given ****
Frustrations bottled up
Until it spills I can't help it
Product of what this torture created
No more mind games
No more deadly whispers
So selfless
Like raw jade with impurities
Taking me for granted
Flip the switch
And now I'm selfish.
Sep 2019 · 87
In Our Wake
MartialPoet Sep 2019
In our wake
Our bodies unified
Mending body and spirit
Severing ties
Like the raging blade
Of a tsunamis devastation.

In our wake
Our emotions raged
With two tigers on one mountain
Like trespassing territory
My scent drove you crazy
Your emotionless drove me insane.

In our wake
The clouds scattered
The sun gave one last ray
Before darkness covered
Our waking feud
Turning the world upside down.

In our wake
Broken bridges separated
Each other from crossing paths
A long sigh echoes
A lonely tear drops
Gradually turning into petals.

In our wake
A tempest brew
Bringing the petals aflight
Into the world below
The clouds
Giving hope to others.

In our wake
Emotions turned into petals
Landing in the hands of
A heart broken traveler
To bring back to his lover
For forgiveness.
Sep 2019 · 66
Lurking Soul
MartialPoet Sep 2019
It's me and you baby
Or it was us
Now it's all about you
Woe is me
When was the last time
You said you loved me
When was the last time
I saw your smile
It's cold in December
Do you believe that baby
The snow coats this world
With mother natures beauty
It's a universal law
Did you know that
We take and take
Without ever giving back
You call me heartless
When I tell you
I have had enough of this
This love is starting
To mean **** to me
I'm trying to please you
**** it
I'm trying to deal with this
**** it
I'm trying to give you the world
**** it
But it's never good enough
**** it
Your becoming the demon
Wrapping a leash around my neck
And nailing me to a post
Like a ******* guard dog
Refine this body through martial arts
Refine my mentality through pain
But the hardest of all
Is refining the heart through love
When all I get is ****
I'm trying
**** it
I'm crying
**** it
I'm hurting
**** it
I'm lost
**** it
I'm human too
******* it.

Now my soul lurks around the world, searching for beauty and answers. Believing in a foolish dream of me and you. Crossing this battlefield with poems and love. One shot is all it takes, my soul wanders this world. Devoid of a physical body, only thing left is my awareness. Travelling through space and time, until what's left evaporstes. And my existence becomes extinct
How many tears must a man drop to show the one he loves. A man can cry, and so he cries when he's losing the one he loves.
May 2019 · 154
Burning Cylinders
MartialPoet May 2019
Light the fire of my life
Blazing like cascading petals
Fallen from a lotus
Drifting the world on a wind of change
Confirming my existence
Along the path of time
Impassioned like the raging inferno
Crimson courses through my body
Bringing life and great rejuvenation.

Face my fears
Devour my depression
Changed into who I am now
Not because I was weak
I awoke from my step back
My heart burns with agony
Not one day passes
I don't think about my loss
I may be weak, I may be young
Lots of time in this life left.

All gas
No breaks
Burning these cylinders
Empowering my mentality and body
My tears jaded
Fears faded
Now I stand up strong again
See through me like an open book
Read my story if you like
Disregard my existence
Disapprove my sadness
Deprived of former respect
That's okay
What matters is relentless
Headstrong and stubborn attitude
Faith in my being
To see the world in a different way.
MartialPoet Mar 2019
The sun hangs high in the sky
Rising over the darkness
Painting the earth through the night
Like the caring embrace
Of a mothers open embrace
And the heartfelt coarse hands
Of a father's protective back.

Wearing this masquerade
Withering my emotions
Because men who cry are "weak"
Men who give up are "hopeless"
Who would ever understand
The meaning behind the tears that I dropped?

Emotions course through my veins
Like fast acting poison
Dipped in depression
The knife stabbed into my back
Tearing through my heart
Like a ****** mood ascending the night sky.

I used to know myself
Now my reflection talks back to me
Or maybe it's the demon that haunts my heart
Tears upon tears build up
Until the flood gates burst
Because men who cry are hopeless.

But no one will understand
Until they see knives with devilish thoughts
A man who cries IS BECAUSE HE'S HUMAN
Jan 2019 · 111
MartialPoet Jan 2019
Growing up I always knew your love
A mutual understanding was born
I was young and carefree
However deep down inside
I knew your heart was in turmoil
Mother passed away
Six months after giving birth to me
Like a mad man you worked two full-time jobs
So you could provide a roof
Keep me warm during the winter
And my belly full while you starved
You were stubborn
You were heartbroken
You were a man holding my future
You taught me the passion for Martial Arts
And so today now is time to switch roles
Your son has grown up
And matured to be a fine man
Finally the damage to your body
Has retired your health
This young man has watched you suffer
While I benefitted from the fruits of your labours
I thank you, father,
Because you taught me persistence
To be headstrong with a free will
Suffering doesn't mean you're lonely
Because in the end
You still had your son
And I still had my father.
Jan 2019 · 115
MartialPoet Jan 2019
You are my world
Snow pelted from the sky
Your cheeks became a rosy hue
Bundled up like a snow fairy
Tightly wrapped and loved
Tender with care
Filled with sincerity
Just like your eyes of clarity
This world is your territory
Midnight stories
Flock from my reservoir of knowledge
A migratory herd of troubled hearts
Invaded by tears from distressed eyes
The wind screamed
I kept your warmth dear
My world was clear
And then sprung with fear
For the day
Rapidly approaching
I would become frozen
When our love depleted
I could not comprehend
How isolated I have become
Writing all alone
Choking back the pyre
Coursing through frozen emotions.
Dec 2018 · 119
The Thief And Tears Of Time
MartialPoet Dec 2018
Often times
A man can refer to himself as a thief
For no reason other than
Drawing tears from his lover
As if space had shattered itself
Time comes to a deathly stop
Like the grandfather clock representing life
Strikes for the last time
My rosy complexion paled
The reaper cut my string of "future"
When was it
Our love started meaning nothing?
Self-consumed in my own loss for time
You should know
When you derailed
Yet all I am drawing upon is empty sheets of paper.

The tears of time trickled down her eyes
Cascading like falling rain
Grey clouds and thunder
Crackles like a lost symphony
The thief
Has none to blame but himself
All the keys hung from his chest
Yet none could predict
The suffering he was causing
With no answers
What is the point
To try and fix something
That's beyond repair due to blind eyes?
MartialPoet Nov 2018
She's fading
Like a corporeal body
That has lost its essence
All she wanted
Was to spread the gift of life
Instead her gift
Was betrayed
With a dagger through her heart
Tears roll from her graying eyes
Dropping down to the ground
Withering the luscious scenery
A lonely zither plays
Mourning the loss
Of the fiery transcendence

She's fading
The billowing crimson
Slowly becomes white ash
Like the next morning after a heavy snowfall
Her beauty tarnished
The world descends into grey stillness
Bleak and deathly
The wind of life
Now a tempest of decay
Underneath her exhausted body
The ground withers
Leaving black and white ash
Her gray eyes ignite a black flame.

She's fading
Unwilling to believe
Her drastic change of heart
The boundless love disappeared
As if a void consumed all her emotions
The kindness vanished
Like fleeting spectres in the night
Standing up from the ground
Blazing black flames
Shroud her like a mother
Wrapping her child into caring embrace
Sighing to herself
Blaming this world
And its unthankful people.

She's faded
Life had dismissed her
For the jealousy of her beauty
Instead rebirthing
A queen of withering radiance.
Continuation of Fiery Transcendence Bestowed Upon Beauty
MartialPoet Nov 2018
She's fiery
Drifting along the wind
Turning the hearts of men into
Frenzied fantasies
The wind brought the beauty
Disappearing as fast as she appeared
Peering into the world
Carefree like the white swan
Her hair billowed like crimson plasma
Static glowing along purple radiance
Sparkling eyes like hypnotic hues.

Transcendence bestowed upon the beauty
Aromatic blazing into the amative nature
Syringa placed amidst the billowing crimson
Intense heat along the azure winds
Otherworldly unaffected from the
Contamination of the murky spirit
She's fiery
Drifting along the wind
Cleansing those with illness
Jade hands shimmer with golden light
With a pure heart caring for those
Boundless love for the inhabitants.

She's fiery
Unaffected by the contamination
Of the murky spirit
Unaware that
Kindness is not always mercy
Upon the jade hands golden light
A black dagger dipped in poison
Found its way pierced through her pure heart
Her beauty was transcendent
Jealousy contaminated murky spirits
She was bestowed upon the beauty of immortals
And her heart is pure of dusk erosion.
MartialPoet Nov 2018
The eyes see the beauty and destruction
Memories of the past are all but forgotten
The crystal clear water
Green and luscious sceneries
The moon would shine above
Blessing the land with bountiful harvests
Raining down the ethereal transcendence
The morning dew
Petrichor weaved illusions of the future
When the last leave withered
Dropping from the arms of its parent
Swishing through the wind
Longing and pleading
Falling upon the land
The greenery became dull
The earth cracked open
Like the *** lid was blown into the air
By the suppressed vengeance
Of a child losing its parent
The sky darkened with global disastrous storms
Tearing apart the land below
The mountains dripped blood
The soil poisoned the crops
Water became contaminated
Highrise mansions and luxurious villas
Fell into the abyss of earth's crust
The water levels rose and swallowed
All of the land and its inhabitants
The world screamed ****** ******
For the death of its parents
Was brought upon the selfishness
Of the inhabitants who took, took, and took everything for granted
Never a single moment of appreciation
The greed ingrained into the bones
Became the final push
For the ticking time bomb
Waiting to happen.

Eyes who have only seen a wasteland, see the glory of its land
MartialPoet Nov 2018
So tell me
Was it to forget me
Like the sands of time
Where I would turn into stone
A sigh of fleeting dreams
Flowing along the river of time
Stagnate like the vessel without its fuel
Because all this time
You were the whisper
Transcending time
Giving me a reason
To take one step back
For a major comeback.

So tell me
When you picked me up
Out of the mud and saw the lost sheen
Was it like finding a dismantled treasure
Slowly with boundless insight
And teaching the sheen shone
And like a phoenix rose back up from the ashes
Rebirthed given a new lease for life
The arrogance disappeared
Humility became my reward
Perseverance and unwillingness
Filled my young blood
The master for a day
Became a father for a life time.
Oct 2018 · 91
Scarlet Dance
MartialPoet Oct 2018
Spin, spin, spin
Thousands of families flock at this time of year
Under the crimson moon
The sky falling like blood
Cascading down white jade
Pale skin, scarlet eyes, long white hair
Black-white dresses embedded with
Fiery red gems enhancing the temptation
Blood red lips like Pandora's box
To give into the rising desire
But it was also this desire
That was fed upon.

Spin, spin, spin
Ladies and gentlemen
Welcome to this humble abode
This gathering of royalty
Dance to the melody
Of the ***** like a dying gasp
Feasting upon the scarlet life
A dance upon sin
Ladies and gentlemen
The night is young
Full of passion
Our life eternal
Is a curse when you have it
Time becomes a killer
For our families
And loved ones may become ash
But we have all gathered
Since the last century has passed.

So spin, spin, and spin
The night is forever young
Like a fair maiden whose
Flower has yet to blossom
tap, tap, tap
Our hearts may be tinged with black
We may consume life
But we too detest this
So let us take this night
And dance away our grievances.
MartialPoet Oct 2018
Hammers, chisels, forges, and coal lay about
Workshops that once use to spring life
Are sullen their masters have disappeared
The earth was dyed red
From the moon high above
Blood and carnage soaked the purity
Of what once used to be holy and pure
The sky was star-less.

Gems shattered and strewn about
Swords, Sabres, Spears, Halberds, Great Swords
Emit a blood red radiance
In the middle of the battlefield
Sheathed in black-red wrapping
The king of swords stabbed into the earth
Emits loneliness for its wielders
Slumbers unknown to the tragedy
That had befallen his home.

Obsidian woke from his slumber
His workshop the once well known
Black Flame Empyrium Workshop was devoid of life
Upon realizing his fellow brothers in arms
Have disappeared, and the smell of blood hangs in the air
Obsidian ascended from his underground home
Upon returning from his  deep slumber
The land was decaying
Dismembered bodies of his brothers strewn about.

The hundred of hours he and his brothers put into
Building a paradise where dreams gather
Lay strewn about in shambles of its past glory
The stone fountains, gardens, hand sculpted models
The breeze that use to be calming
And the song the birds use to sing
Are overcome by the ****** wasteland
Of abandoned dreams.

Innate greed is a weapon, and controlled greed is a blessing.
Oct 2018 · 136
Seven Strokes Seven Stories
MartialPoet Oct 2018
Stroke Of Sin:
With one stroke
Black like lead
Numbing the senses
Illusions devour the mind
Spiriting away the host's soul
Crunch, munch, wails, agony
Red drips from burning flags
Crowns of precious jewels
Shattered and left to rust
Scattering into dust
Of civilizations golden age
Has descended into the bleak era.

Stroke Of Love:
Radiance, bliss, harmony
Two radiate like the stars
In the heart, both are one
In the soul, both have tasted
The nectar of the forbidden fruit
An amative domain of two
Nestled into their throes of midnight
Wrinkled sheets
Passion just like an undying star
Rupturing like worldly immolation
The white flame creates life
Tender and sincere the candle burns out
With the gift and blessing of life.

Stroke Of Life:
Endless possibilities
Reach out and test the waters
Music, Art, Martial Arts, Poetry, Chef, Gardening, Dance
Life is short, but the possibilities are endless
Take the hand and find your passion
Open your doors
Youth is everlasting at heart
The exterior is just the carapace for your inner life
Time is precious, but so is living a fulfilling life
Different stages, different mindsets
Never too late and never too soon
A lifetime with various spices and specialties is meaningful.

Stroke Of Dreams:
Dreams are the energy
The mind is the soul
The body is the physical
Three forms
One thousand evolutions
Climbing to new peaks
Conquering with nothing but persistence
The sky like chains
One thousand evolutions
One thousand swings, slashes
Chains are just slightly troublesome
Energy, soul, and body
Unstoppable is the will
To make dreams into reality.

Stroke Of Ambition:
Light a torch
Cast your shadow
Mould your ambition
Into the sword
cutting down all obstacles
Aspiration is the driving force
Accelerate past those who
Grab you by the leg and pull back
Deadweight is meant to be neglected
For with a chest full of burning ambition
Nothing is impossible
The only thing that is impossible
Are those who have narrow minds
Lacking the drive and effort
That ambition burns with.

Stroke Of Lust:
Just like the sailor
Who heard the sirens calls
Possessed and enthralled
By the endless fantasies
Lust burns just like the cracking whip
Searing, twitching, wreathing
Uncontrollably desire fogs the eyes
Unaware of the approaching doom
The fool wanders like a blank slate
Memories, life, family
Are all but forgotten
To the red eyes clouded with lust
In a world where carnal desires
Become a reality
The sailor loses his sense of self
And worldly affairs only to end up
A meal for the heart's demon to pray upon.

Stroke Of Fantasy:
Mankind had reached the peak of the chain
Riches, intelligence, beauty, innovation, science, medicine
Everybody led joyous lives
Disaster was far and few in-between
Respect, formalities, consideration, care
After passing the era of wars and slaughter
Mankind bonded together
Everyone acted as their own police officer
Living peacefully with contentment
But, even if mankind had reached the peak
Did their mentality?
Like always there are always
'Glorious times.'
This one just happened to last long enough
Again it collapsed all due to greed
Between fantasy and reality
Mankind had lost themselves
And still suffered, with no one else to blame
But uncontrollable greed to be 'superior.'
Oct 2018 · 211
Ballad Of The Moon
MartialPoet Oct 2018
Cold and elegant
Interchanging ethereal and materialistic
Her breath filled with life
With blue eyes sparkling like a sea of diamonds
Long black hair cascading like a waterfall down her jade shoulders
A blue and white striped summer dress
***** in the wind of summers humid breeze
The wind racing through her hair
The lake rippled
The high grass fanned as if welcoming a goddess
Birds chirped and natured talked
Every step she took was a domain
Everything was hers
She is cold and elegant
With a heart of gold
Eyes full of foresight
And a soul like the morning sun
Bright, soothing, peaceful
This is her ballad.
Oct 2018 · 167
Life Scripture
MartialPoet Oct 2018
One step forward
Then two steps back
In a race to the bottom of life
Every disaster is another ambition
Cut off from the tally of life
Every face has its place in the ground
You can bow in shame
Without the right to look up
Become someone who you are not
But never can you
Disregard the principles you live by
Every word is a lie
Every blessing is a curse
Every cure is false
This world has gone astray
Asundered from times where
Respect was an everyday thing
You can live the way how it is written in books
Or you can live life with your own ideals
The scripture is yours
A pre-written one is worthless.
Sep 2018 · 79
Struggle Of Pride
MartialPoet Sep 2018
I know I have wronged you
Now just like frozen trees
I see you
Cold and elegant
Things are different
Our connection lost
Shared warmth is meagre now
Maybe it was pride
Perhaps it was arrogance
No it is bluntly just me
I did not realize
The sadness you held back
Hate brewing inside
Trapped with no release.

Selfishly I caused your sadness
I know I am the one to be blamed
My mind was still set on the past
Where I held all burdens
Cut off my emotions so I could push through
Instead I pushed myself until I fell apart
Failure, *******, heartless, emotionless
All are true statements
I have been them all.

The struggle of pride
Is a hard one indeed
Struggling to keep a false appearance
However it is no longer pride
It was a mistake
Cost me your smile
Your heart iced over
And I am the one at fault
I do not deny it
I am a selfish man
I am stubborn and I reek of pride.

I have come to understand my mistakes
Seeing your beauty coldness and elegance
I regret it all
There is no medicine
In this world for regret.
Sep 2018 · 200
The Poet's Forge
MartialPoet Sep 2018
The pen is tired and losing its edge, while frustration settles in with no bright ideas. The world is full of colour, but nothing brings a masterpiece to life. The mind eager and impatient, eager for success, however bitter medicine flows as temporary sparks lose their path.

The forge becomes cold, an opportunity so sought after, is best to let run its course. Temporary failure for insight is not to be frowned over, instead should be treated with care for failure shadows success.

Dark clouds loom over one's mind. The night is young, time bountiful. Ashen cold the workshop once full of life stagnates.

A stroke with sin, a stroke with ambition, a stroke with life and death, a stroke with vitality.
Sep 2018 · 88
Night Walker
MartialPoet Sep 2018
Earbuds in ears
Blaring loud music
Cloaked in black
Exhausted from the stress
Scowering a place for temporary
Scant relief from all the *******,
An escape from checkups
No lord bickering down on the servant
"Take care of your health more,
Why pursue what damages yourself."

Melding into the night's existence
Becoming one with the nightlife
Couples bicker over the phone,
Others split ways
Roaming alleys with bottles of *****,
One lost finds a 'home' for the night,
Sirens ring throughout the night
Another scuffle between colliding interests,
Barring my way is
Slowly becoming stagnant.

These momentary peaceful nights shatter
What does it amount to in the end?
Nights no longer bring that desired solace,
My chest is heavy
With a heart full of anguish
Slaving away all day long
Just for my effort to be washed away
Like the names were written in the sand.

I'm slipping up under all this pressure,
I don't need a ******* olive branch
Just give me the space I need to breathe
**** your pity, **** your insincerity
Wipe your smugness off your face
The nightwalker is tired
Of all his futile effort
being swept away
Only the streets remember
The thundering beat of his steps
Becoming heavier under tumultuous
Waves raging inside.
Sep 2018 · 105
Black Soul Mirror Of Truth
MartialPoet Sep 2018
Everyone knows you've been poisoning the well
Goading the weak willed
Following mesmerized to fall off the cliff
Was it beauty that brought destruction
Or just the person you've become?

You line them up in the streets
Head down hands tied
A ****** machete descends
Turning their names into ash
Their precious lives now history
The lands fuming of agony
Screaming of constant delight
The devil won.

Flags flap in the wind
Pitch black with dripping blood
Built upon deaths of many
How many more will you consume
Every breath you reek of resentment
The mentality of a murderer
Corrodes the centre of one's existence
The soul is black.

City of sin
Where the restless dwell
In the mirror you sealed your fate
Trapped and wounded
No desire and no will
The pride you wore
Arrogance engrained in your bones
No longer resolving around you
As the epicenter of all attraction
Did you learn your worth
Replaceable and forgotten
Mirrors show the beast you are
Beauty is a weapon.
Aug 2018 · 1.6k
The Queen's Garden
MartialPoet Aug 2018
I grow this garden
With tender care
Hydrangea, Water Lily, Rose
All fail to meet your presence
For the queen dances in
An oasis of beauty
The humming of an angels choir
Spun around the buds
Sought the smell of petrichor.

Aster, Azalea, Angraecum
Entwining vines of amative domain
Secreting morning dew
Reflecting the suns shine
Imitating the beauty of the moon
Presenting an Orange Blossom
May eternity rest in the entwined vines.
Jul 2018 · 137
Hammer Of Life
MartialPoet Jul 2018
Life isn't always about having a golden spoon
Waking up and wondering, why the struggle?
For what reason do we strive?
It isn't always crystal clear
The mentality is feeble
breakable like precious china
Existences plague the heart
Strengthen your heart
Stand back up, and wipe off the blood
Until the day you become infinite,
Fall you may
Rise you will
Stone builds bridges
Fire builds life
Tribulations build courage
Hammers build toughness
Life builds peace.

I think we all know it
Time waits for no one
Stalling lessens the lessons
We take from life
Maturing with oxygen added to the fire
At one point, head hung in shame
Eyes have lost their focus
The mind has become a playpen
For where the haunting  partakes
When you lose your sight,
What do you see?
When you lose your self,
What have you become?
When you take the hammering of life,
Do you become stronger?

Life is not always easy
Every step, you eventually feel like Atlas
Holding the weight of the world on your shoulders
Take this calamity, be born anew
One step at a time
With a conflicted heart,
The pent-up frustration bubbles
The lid blows off the ***
When you give your all
Only to see it tumble
All you can do is clench your teeth
Know your effort, is not for vain
Experience expands from a pond
To become a vast river
Misfortune shadows your Fortune
Disgrace trails behind Respect
Live, brave one
And prove your effort
Is not a sand castle,
Swallowed by the tides of life.

The hammer is heavy like the heart
Bearing all your emotions,
Exhausted and tired of it
With thoughts of escaping
Who said things would be a cakewalk?
Don't pity yourself
For your not the only one
Who has worn the weight
Of the world on your shoulders
Live and learn
Face the sky and howl.
May 2018 · 200
Break the binds
MartialPoet May 2018
This time it's different
Inhale the truth
Exhale the falsities
Keep to your silence
Don't look too far out
The stars have already died
Light the morning sky
With the radiance of the sun
That lives on within you
Beyond the stars lay our dreams
To which bind those who don't believe in their path
Break the chains that limit your dreams
That is the way to live
Always going against the limitation our mind creates
Defying the order of life and succeeding our own path.
May 2018 · 262
MartialPoet May 2018
The world is my heart
Shared with another
Eyes burning like soul ignition
A place called eden held in my arms
The scent of aphrodite
Lays wrapped in the center of my being
Standing tall like Yggdrasil
Sheltering my aprhodite.

No more backtracking
I wrote a vow for you
And it will be my last
You have listened to my story
And stayed till the end
I don't believe in promising the world
Only actions will prove my sincerity
So i give you the ring that hangs
Around my neck my most precious treasure
Dissipating the last of what haunts me.
May 2018 · 152
MartialPoet May 2018
Hatred has the same intensity as love
People hurt by it is a pain hard to forget
Nights followed up with bitter red intoxication
Dampening the sheets under droplets tainted with alcohol
Lays the head of proud men and women
Sharing the same pain
So distant from each other
Yet the sorrow brings two together eventually.

Seven night
Seven weeks
Seven months
Seven years.

Falls the king of his heart
The kingdoms radiance
Dyes in black

If only human lives were like an initial meeting
Apr 2018 · 182
White Flame
MartialPoet Apr 2018
Built up foundation for life
Body and soul integrates
Like a posession
Refine the thoughts that ****
Purify what corrodes the heart
Vent frustration
Uncloud eyes lost in the mist
Live a life of fulfillment
Create life and pass on knowledge
White flame prevails
Like wordly purification
Building a world in the heart
Erasing all malicousness
Only leaving behind sincerity and peace.
Understand this in whatever way you will. There is no predetermined meaning.
MartialPoet Apr 2018
We all gotta start from somewhere
I was just a kid at one time
Understanding and knowing too much
Voice my opinions and i get unwanted stares
I always thought the more you knew
The better you would be off
Hell what a joke that was.

Faithless but he knew the meaning of life
The room he stayed was like a cage
Then paper begun to spring life
Or it was the spirit of his dreams
The clouds would sway above
Whatever crossed my mind
Life would spring itself in the sky
Only to paint itself on paper
Now hidden in books
Stories reveal thesmelves over the ages.

He had all the strength needed
Just not the heart to follow through
Deep down i realize
How foolish i was
Now it's not a matter of heart or strength.
I always had a hobby for writing. It was only recently i started to do so again. This in a way is like inspiration. Everyone has their own reason for writing. Mine simply begun when i was a kid.
Apr 2018 · 144
To come from dark places
MartialPoet Apr 2018
To come from dark places
last year i never dreamed
I would be who i am now
Although i'm not any better
Atleast i'm not my past
I have learned
To live for yourself?
The price is life.

The train departs
On a night of rain
That fuzzy feeling of loss
Like a king without his queen.

Don't burry yourself
I cleared my mind
Walked my path back to
What was left
And dust fallen for a year
All have that spark
Between a train and no more tracks
Descending from the peak
Ground zero hits fast
Yet that inkling flame
Calls out
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