Duncan Weir: Poems

3.6k · Apr 2012

The Mentor

Duncan Weir Apr 2012

I crumpled to my knees
under your watchful eyes
i felt as though i could go no longer
but you made me
I knew not why, and i complained
You picked me up when i was weakest
you kept pushing me
you kept making me go
and for what reason?
at the end of the road
i stood where i had always wanted to
and i looked at you
because i know it was due to you

756 · Apr 2012

The Oath

Duncan Weir Apr 2012

The Oath

The waves lick up against the rock
The wind rustles through my hair
I squint my eyes against the salt
I can see the far off land mass
and i know that I it will be hell to get there
but i swear to myself that I will do it
Because i took an oath
that i was to let nothing stand in my way
and i intend to honor that

663 · Apr 2012

The last charge

Duncan Weir Apr 2012

The last charge

The horse stood upon the hillside
the grass blew in ripples
the man upon the horse
took in a deep breath
then he rode down
his spurs digging deep
the thunderous noise engulfed the valley
and down road the man
unto certain death
but it was not in vain he rode
for as his men saw him go
they were filled with bravery
and they followed without fear
unto death, but not that mattered
for they would go down in history
as the greatest men
to ever die

572 · Apr 2012

Agreement

Duncan Weir Apr 2012

Agreement

So she looked at me once then said
"I don't understand you"
I could do nothing but smile
I looked at the ground and laughed
"Sometimes, I don't either"

564 · Apr 2012

Where you stand

Duncan Weir Apr 2012

Where you stand

In the middle you stood
as the world crumbled around you
you cared not what happened
for you were on top
you looked down and spat upon us
and we looked up and loathed you
you knew not what you made us
but we knew what we had made you
we had made you our leader
we had followed you
and you repaid us with this
we could do nothing
so you rose, and we fell
but in the end that would not matter
in the end
what would matter was who stood
on the right side

550 · Apr 2012

A cliched romance

Duncan Weir Apr 2012

A cliched romance

If you sit up late at night
and perk your ears
you may hear a sound
coming from outside
A tap on the window
high pitched and pleading
poke your head out and you'll see me
standing there, pebbles in hands
I'll call for you, and down will you come
and together, off we'll run

509 · Apr 2012

Giving the small things

Duncan Weir Apr 2012

Giving the small things

I felt a tap on my shoulder, so I looked
standing there stood he
only coming up to my shoulder
i smiled in a friendly way
i knew not what he wanted
i offered him money, he turned away
i offered him food, he turned away
I knew not what to do, so I frowned
then he tapped me on the shoulder
said he "Mister, I need one thing"
I nodded for him to go on
"Sit down" he said
I sat and as I did he looked at me
"Now please, talk"
And as I did, the boy never interupted
at last i looked over, he was fast asleep
a smile upon his lips

476 · Apr 2012

Looking on the otherside

Duncan Weir Apr 2012

Looking on the otherside

The blood drips down my face
it pools at my feet
I look up into his eyes
I expect hate
What I see takes my breath
I see desperation
I see a person, fighting for what i am
I see a man
Fighting to get home to those he loves
And i know
I can not blame him for his evil

448 · Apr 2012

Passing from the night

Duncan Weir Apr 2012

Passing from the night

As the sunlight washes in
Upon the yellow wall
all is bright, fine, and good
until the night sets in
then the people come out
the ugly in them
they look around, suspicious of me
i give them no reason to be
yet they are, even without basis
I can do nothing but laugh
so laugh i must
or where is the light?

441 · Apr 2012

As death may come

Duncan Weir Apr 2012

As death may come

If I die in a brave way
whether the way I planned or not
and it was in such a way
that I have made an impact
then I have not died in vain

428 · Apr 2012

Lost in the sea

Duncan Weir Apr 2012

Lost in the sea

I looked at you
I made that joke
just for an excuse
to talk to you
you laughed
and i felt better
then i had ever felt before
so now I look
into your eyes
and i can think
of nothing else but you

382 · Apr 2012

Walking a mile

Duncan Weir Apr 2012

Walking a mile

So on that fateful day, when I took that walk
I saw the truth, of what you had done
I grew disgusted at what I saw
yet, that was for only a second
for soon I saw why, and how
then I knew that you had the reason
whether I may have done it the same
is yet to be seen, but now, knowing it
I can no longer say I blame you

364 · Apr 2012

Learning

Duncan Weir Apr 2012

Learning

without the mistakes that others have made
we would not be who we are
we would have to experience it all for ourselves
and how could we expect to survive that?
we take what they have taught and we apply it to what we will learn
we hope that this is how it is meant to be
yet, i have on question; how can we know for sure?

359 · Apr 2012

On my fate

Duncan Weir Apr 2012

On my fate

they used to say that it would all end
that i would never get my chance
I wanted to tell them that i would
but upon what basis would i say so?
now I feel as though i have gotten my chance
I have fulfilled what I was meant to do
I have no wish to perish, yet if I do
it shall be without regret in my heart

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