Words are  
Nothing more
Than empty air
Flowing in the wind
From mouth to ear.

Behind these walls is a miles walk
Behind this smile there is a silent talk
Behind me is an open fire
Burning my feelings burning my desire
Infront of me is a wide stagnant lake
That literally looks like a burnt cake
There is this tree that has no leaves
My eyes are open yet hard to believe
What is this place so dead without water?
Written on the rocks were "Place for Slaughter"
That explains why the lake looked dark and dry
This was the place full of blood and innocent cry
When and how this place got so abundant?
Should I stop myself cause I sound redundant?
Why is there dead silence here?
Does it mean my death is also near?
Few steps back I took to look
The wall that stood there terribly shook
And the way back was sealed off by hook
There is no going back I can see now
Something is wrong with this place, what and how?
There is no direction where to go now
A terrible smell is coming from the lake side
Strangely the lake is fuming, I think I should hide...

(II)
I hid myself in the bay of bushes at best
While I waited to see what happens next
The emerging fume, lights on flame
Burning the coal in the lake so lame
I hear a call out of a name
Like it sounded too familiar, it was my name!
Hush comes a voice in my ear
I nearly choked out of fear
Someone held me down to the ground
While the green shrubs surround
Am pushed to an unground tunnel
That is designed so much like a big funnel
I find myself in a small arena alley
And a man sitting with a shaft with his big belly
I am explained of the questions rising in my mind
The magicians wicked widow is cruel unkind
For she has ordered to slaughter everyone
Whoever talks back to claim their son
The wicked widow so now an evil witch
Takes fresh mens blood so to enrich
The legend makes sense do foretold
Now, what I dreampt here unfolds...

(III)
The fancy dark woman with long hair
Braided with jewelry looking so fair
I thought she was a fairy from wonderland
But the truth, a wicked witch of barren land
In my dream, I **** her somehow
But I can't recall anything as of now
The legit people already know my skills
They seek for protection from any more kills
Now I have to recall how I executed this *****
So this land would be free from such an evil witch
In my hair I have a sacret sharp fin of a fish
Given to me by an old sage as a wish
Recalling his spoken words as it goes:
      "...here my child is a weapon
         use this to destroy the happen
         stab this in the heart at noon
         when the sky is clear and you see the moon
         the magicians widow died along with him
         but the evil magic took over her body at dim
         do not fear, for you will win
         just stab in the heart with this fin..."
Out from the ground, walking towards her nest
She was hanging like a bat on the pillars to rest
Very much aware of my presence, I could tell
A siren like scream in my ears was her yell
I needed to close up on her to do my deed
She out numbered me, and grabbed me like a ****
I could sense my fear crawling from behind
There was no mercy or a gesture of any kind
Before she could make her move on me
Dang!
In goes the fin in one spin
In agony she cried with pain
Her body wrapping up in black smokes
While making the air around me choke
I ran towards the lake where I first stood
The wall that was sealed now all good
I made my way out through the wood
And started a miles walk behind the wall
A mythical journey ended with the evil fall
The magicians widow now I recall...


©sim

I dreamt of a moon,
While they wished for stars
You meant much more,
More than a star.

The breeze that blew then,
Healed all my scars,
But who knew then,
It was but a start.

Days went by,
We came so far,
But the space between
Turned into a space
Ever unreachable this far.

You were a moon then,
You're a moon now,
With a mere difference,
That you were my planets moon then
But  opted some other planet
To revolve around now.

I remember the days,
That made us laugh,
I remember the days,
That no more  last.

Now that you're other's moon,
I cry, I smile, and pray you bloom,
Pray in the hope I  see you soon.
But somewhere this piece of the abodoned heart,
Misses the part...My empty heart.

To love a moon,
Is a great, great thing
The memories still leave me smiling,
When then it makes me
Realize the scars,
That sure can't be healed any far.

The night so dark,
Stiched in glimmering stars,
Often makes me wonder far,
Wonder if you see me from the stars.

When I look deep into the pearly sky,
I feel them blink, and ask me why
Why Oh girl, we see you cry?
I smile, I smile, with a tear filled eye,
Tell them of a moon, who was so, so fine.

They glimmer, glimmer in pure delight
But end up in pain and helpless sigh,
Knowing the moon now,
Can never me nine.

The midnight breeze,
Caressess my cheeks,
Smiles thoughtfully,
Kissing my cheeks.

I close my eyes,
I disdain and grief,
And compel myself
To let them sleep.
And while my eyes
Shed a tear in grief,
It dries it off,
And sings me to sleep.
With its serene, serene lullaby.