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Mar 2013 · 728
My Forest, Her Tune
A tune in the winter wind whistles and rings through

This old forest, humming even in the damp dark

Corners of the coldest cave, bushes shivering slightly

Violently in the air, still and weary eyes of the forest

Watching for signs of a storm, distant rolling rumbling waves

Of sound that drown the tune, scent of smoldering sandalwood

Made from that burning shrine, her garden grave and stricken

From the forest’s heart, silent drops make sadist beating

And drumming songs of pain, giving life to the dead

Memories that they may haunt this forest that grows

Old, set in its ways and keeps its secrets darker, still

So quiet, so mute, begins the morn dawning

Rays of light, warm the forest top, but below

In the misty shade, between giant tree cores

Covered in rough bark, the air remembers

The winter whistle tune.
Two days until the-one-that-got-away's birthday, so the emotional buildup allowed me to write something up. My natural style is rhyme-y; though I decided to use enjambement as my primary structure and threw in a bit of consonance for fun. Lack of strong emotions tends to be my writers block.
Nov 2011 · 578
Poured Out
I used to sing songs, that dazzled the crowds
My words lifted their souls, up into the clouds
Devout in my words, the skill poured out from me
But all things come to end; this I agree

Great works from me are written, when emotion is strong
But now everything's tranquil, and words come out all wrong
Months of peace, bring to me endless shame
To explain my weakness, seems to be my last aim

Like a dying man, I wheeze out my last
Trying to remember my greatness, as it was in the past
And so I've been living, emotion, without
At last, at this moment, all my skill has poured out...
This was pretty much the last poem I've been able to write in the last few years.
Nov 2011 · 667
Tick Tock... BOOM
I woke up this morning, feeling the same,
      I contain all this rage, with no one to blame
I am not quite sure, how long it will last
      Before I am overcome, before i just blast
I am a bomb without a tick, ready to blow with no talk
      Surely my actions, will cause many to balk
I respect myself, while you respect none
      For each must bear the burden of what they have done
Shed your beliefs, empty your mind
      Everything's fiction, soon, that, you will find
Neither your skin, nor money, nor pretty hair
      Shall hide the truth of your soul, for that shall be bare
Too late for regret, too late to repent
      It's too late, too late, now my time is all spent.
Nov 2011 · 639
Legacy of Hello
In the heat of my fire, I burn my own hand

My vision is clouded, restricted to land

Shirt soaked with sweat, blood drips away free

I sink below ground, in a sea of debris

Isolation won't cure, the sick I've become

Should I fail this plight, then to darkness I succumb

In the shadows of fate, I whisper my lies

As each whisper is heard, a part of me dies

So with no shred of me left, my form is complete

Don't trust me no more, For my name is Deceit

As my last whisper escapes, words tumble and spread

But this whisper won't lie, and with it, my dread

Now you know who I am, but the shame will not go

My legacy of trust, of lies. It all started with Hello.
Nov 2011 · 601
Hunger
The food i see cannot be eaten, all I see is food.
"Why can't i eat this food? why are you so rude?"
"don't be a fool, you slober and drool, do not be a pig"
"Why call me a pig? does that make you big?"
"you understand NOT, so think about this: You eat a lot!"
"Who are you to tell me all this? I think not!"
Just leave me alone, and maybe I'll think, but enough is enough, and too much is too much. I go through the day so lonely and sad. I wonder at times why I get so mad. this feeling I have is not of my own. But jealousy is a feeling i've known. I want it right now, I want what he has, I need that right there, and want it right now. To fill up the moan my tummy does make, a horrible groan that wants a big steak. It goes in my mouth and...
Nov 2011 · 765
I Like You
I like you for the way you smile
I like you for your flair, your style

I like the way you say my name
I like you even if you're insane

I like your voice, the way it sounds
I like the way you know no bounds

I like you for your brilliant mind
I even like your cute behind!

I like you girl, I really do
I really just like you for you.
Nov 2011 · 848
I'll Think of You Forever
You'll take me through the crowded malls
We'll sing our way along the halls
I'll dance with you until night falls
I'll think of you forever

I'll never pay my parents heed
We'll spin so fast our nose will bleed
You're never far in time of need
I'll think of you forever

Your smile brings to me delight
And seems to shine so very bright
Everything will be alright
I'll think of you forever

My love for you compared to none
Our souls are now intwined as one
My life has now truly begun
I'll think of you forever

On our day of a last hello
And when it's time for you to go
There's something I want you to know
I'll think of you forever

You broke my heart into the ground
Where dying love is often found
and even though my love you drowned
I'll think of you forever
My personal Favorite.
Nov 2011 · 487
Bloody
Drenched
in [blood],
I cross the room
I used to hear before the
(boom)

All was fine until I spoke,
choke...
choked
I run my hands
across my shirt,
still soaked

With
[blood]
I keep my pace.
I never turn to look around

I know what stains the ground
[blood]

My heart is still,
it doesn't
(beat)
my limbs numb

I smell the tar
the burning flesh... yum

Is it over?
Nov 2011 · 595
Losing Myself
Meandering the world, like the bottomless dregs

I humble myself, even so low as to beg

But my prayers aren't voiced to those who might hear

They are spoken within, the only place I'm sincere.

I ask no forgiveness for what I've become

Something so inadequate, I've dubbed myself ****.

Through the days that have passed, and time turned away

I've listened to silence, as it shouted dismay

For in the solitude of my own self's concentration

I lost touch of what I hold dear, losing my soul's sensation

What does it mean to be a ghost? To wander around dead, to see, but not touch?

I suppose if I wasn't still alive, it wouldn't matter as much

Why then has my soul, from my body, left?

Why has it exchanged my true heart, with one so bereft?

Must all good hearts be stolen by first love's kiss?

There isn't a day with her I've spent that I will never miss.

But is my memory a delusion? Is she only a vessel?

Either way, comfort I would find; and in her arms I'd nestle.

To feel another's heart, so close to mine, how supreme.

But this will only occur, to me, in a dream.

I wake, to float through another day, and sigh

And within; the only place I let myself, cry.
Nov 2011 · 599
NOthing Better TO DO...
Sentenced to an eternity,
Frozen here with you

I honestly cannot think
Of anything better to do.

So in this room I'll hear your voice

And with your song, my soul's rejoice.

Lifetimes spent, for what we'll attain

The stars will bless the places we've lain.

So in this moment by your side

Our love will sway with Ocean's tide.

Ebb and Flow, but always there

Stronger, even than a Bear!

Living an Eternity
Side-by-side with you,

I will never need to think
Of anything better to do...
Nov 2011 · 828
Victory... Defeat?
Deep in my mind, a voice whispers to me
   Late in the night, I eventually agree
Yet no matter my efforts, I cannot conform
   Not for this voice in my head, I shall never perform
I don't believe that I'm free, so in darkness I await
   It is the best I can do, to try to not hate
But the venom has a hold in me, its roots have grown quick
   I can't see myself in the mirror, my soul twisted and sick
The world giggles and laughs, all at my expense
   But soon it shall tremble, I will destroy it's defense
Dragged into oblivion by the Just gods
   I ended up hating myself, what were the odds?
Nov 2011 · 581
My Mystery, Your Sea
I dream of a dream when I'm thinking of you

And when you roll my way, I can't think what to do

Except stare like a fool, like a kid with a crush

When you smile at me, I can't help but to blush

So I keep staring at you, wanting to be known

Hoping that one day you'll call me, on my cellular phone

If I wait long enough, will I be worthy of thee?

Or will I continue to be drift wood, in your Caribbean Sea?

Should that be the case, let me drift for all time

And in bottles I'd send everyday what I rhyme

A poem for your beauty, One for your hair

Another for the cute little tempers that flare

I'll tell you you're pretty, funny, and smart

As my only truest gift, I give you my heart

So my dear don't you see what you hold in your hands?

If it's nothing you want, let it die in the sands

But let it be known, that my heart beat for you

What no one will know, is who I gave it to.

— The End —