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The Wordsmith Jun 2014
In a haze of blue,

    I found you,

    In a shade of black,

    You had my back,

    In a light of yellow,

    You were always my fellow,

    In the lush of green,

    We were in our teens,

    In the blaze of white,

    In you I found my might,

    In the dust of brown,

    You wore your wedding gown,

    In a blast of red,

    Our vows were said,

    In the indecision of grey,

    By my side you still lay,

    Together we grew old, and our limbs grew cold,

    And then we left this black, for a white quite old.
The Wordsmith Jun 2014
A forgotten tale, ensconced in stone,
A murmered doubt, said all alone,
I preen my ears, for these little secrets,
Smothered in their prime, yet blazing with heat,
I long to know them, those long lost legends,
The forbidden stories, with unfinished ends,
For I seek the weapon, to make all enemies cower,
Hidden atop that chest, perched in the highest tower,
And so I search, through the witches hour,
I search and find secrets, the only true power.
The Wordsmith Jun 2014
We laugh and smile, embrace passion's flame,
We yell and curse, like beasts untamed,
We hug and kiss, in Aphrodite's light,
A bed of rocks and sorrows, another fight,
We lie together, hand in hand,
Tears rolling off, on forgotten sands,
Is this love, so indescripable,
So full of hate, so indescripable,
I kiss her face I brush her hair
I smash her vase ignore her cares,
I scream in elation the perfect lover
I cry in desperation the taste too sour,
And so I seek the answer, forever sought,
She loves me, she loves me not?
The Wordsmith Jun 2014
I'm cold, I'm scared, I long for sleep,
The night is dark, with terrors too deep,
I close my eyes, shut out every desire,
For now there's no savior, no recuing messiah,
I scream at my terrors, allay my fears,
Fight the rush, of these oncoming tears,
All around me now, I see the flames,
Bones and flesh, all one and the same,
Dogs of war, with fangs of pain,
Crowds of men, all gone insane,
I see the ravens, with ebony wings,
So I shut them out, and then I sing,
For I'm cold, I'm scared, I long for sleep,
To grant me refuge, in it's eternal keep.
The Wordsmith Jun 2014
Your eyes are old, an ice blue cold,

    A hail of lies, repeatedly told,

    I grow weary, of our constant fight,

    Within me I am drained, of all my might,

    I turn away, to walk away,

    Your path is yours, to lead astray,

    But then you smile, that winning smile,

    And then I know for you, I'll walk a thousand miles,

    You say the words, "Baby, I'm sorry."

    And then right there, there is a change of story.



    I plan to leave, to abandon you,

    The similarities we have now, are far too few,

    I turn onto that road, that road without light,

    And then I realize in you, I found my might,

    You were my shelter from the storm, my light in the dark,

    With you and only you, I made my mark,

    I turn and I ran,

    To make my way back to the sun,

    I run and ran, fly if I can,

    To make my way back to you,

    To you, and only you,

    I smile and say, "Baby, I'm sorry."

    And then right there, there's a change of story.



    Our lives have grown old,

    And our hearts too cold,

    I think it's time, for us to depart,

    To make our own ways, our lives apart,

    My heart is heavy, and my soul bleeds,

    For with you, I have all I need,

    But the sun has set,

    And our needs have been met,

    It is time, you and I know,

    For us to go,

    We turn our backs, and say goodbye,

    In darkened silence, we cry and cry,

    There is no smiling, no saying sorry,

    For this time, there is no change of story
The Wordsmith Jun 2014
A smile of cold, and a heart of ice,
I bury my pain, I smother my cries,
I stare into her eyes, those deep blue eyes,
Yet all I see, is a well of lies,
I grasp her hand, I stroke her lips,
Delve into those eyes, for that love I miss,
I search for clues, I search for answers,
Yet all I see, is the eyes of a monster,

In the cold dark night, I plan to run away,
From the beast I loved, by which side I once lay,
My tears stream down, brimming with pain,
From what I have lost, and what not gained,
I hoped for a future, a life with her,
Full of freedom, devoid of cares,
I close my eyes, think of the girl I loved,
And realize we can never again, have what we once had,
For despite my quest, my meaningless answers,
All I can see, is the eyes of a monster,
For despite my love, and all my hope,
I fell in love, with a heartless monster.

— The End —