Green eyes of envy
blue eyes of desire
hazel eyes of fury
and brown eyes of deceit
violence within a heart amplified
fool me sly serpent
mine eyes shine the same golden hues as you
an angry mixture of your poison fangs
that so stealthily found their way to my iris
thus creating what you breathe now
a toxic creation

~~~~English~~~~

Such beauty takes away my breath
As the sunrays shine across the peaceful path
The trees of this forest sway and nod in the dancing breeze
Which caresses my cheeks

Pastel clouds in the watercolor sky
Makes the forest with its path beautiful
And birds sing and warble in the tall treetops
God alone creates this beauty

The bluebells bordering the path
Are kissed by sparkling dewdrops
And snowdrops have long come out of
Their veil of snow

Lacy green leaves from the blowing trees
Provide shade in the sweet summer
And the breezes provide coolness on a hot day
At this lovely place of beauty

~~~~French~~~~

Une telle beauté enlève mon souffle
Comme les rayons du soleil brille à travers la voie pacifique
Les arbres de cette forêt se balancent et hocher la tête dans la brise dansante
Qui caresse mes joues

Pastels nuages dans le ciel aquarelle
Rend la forêt avec son chemin belle
Et les oiseaux chantent et modulées dans les hautes cimes
Dieu seul crée cette beauté

Les jacinthes qui bordent le chemin
Sont caressées par les gouttes de rosée mousseux
Perce-neige viennent depuis longtemps de
Leur voile de neige

Dentelles feuilles vertes des arbres de soufflage
Fournir de l'ombre en été douce
Et les brises offrent fraîcheur par une chaude journée
À ce bel endroit d'une beauté

**~Hilda~

Little noses sniffing
Eagerly waiting for their meal
Little meows are heard
And paws tap me and my Mom's skirts

**~Marian~

I feel for thee, dearest Mom
I understand how well you fear
The thought that your cats may go to homes where
They might be mistreated

But as I have wrote you before in another poem of mine
I will get them back for you and do everything I can
To make sure that they come back purring in your arms
You will hopefully see again Cookie's dear face

But even if you get your two cats back
I shall try to be happy because I plan
To hopefully adopt Ruby too if I can
But I still miss my kittens Nicky and Jami Lee

I see Nicky's dear face and remember how I held
Him in my arms and how he looked so cute
And also how he would look into my eyes so
Puzzled like

Oh how I miss Nicky and his sister Jami Lee
I remember how I gave my kitten Nicky
The nickname of my best friend
And how it hurts so that my two kittens were given away.

So do not be sad, my dearest Mom
I shall wipe away your tears
Because you'll see your cats
And I'll have my new cat (hopefully) Ruby.

**~Marian~

When the moon comes up to the shine of a face
The birds are fast asleep
When the lanterns hang from every post
The fairies leave their keep
They join their hands and sing their songs
That ne'er a soul can hear
In the springtime when the earth is new
To the fairies they draw near
To the fairies they draw near

Come away with me now to the sky
Up o'er the hills and the sea
Far beyond where memories lie
To a place where I'm free to be me

Oh, gather ye now one and all
No what matter what all ye may do
Where the stars fill your soul
When the moon cradles all
So to yourself be true

The blanket of snow is o'ercome
Each flower waits for the sun
And the whispering tears of the rain
Holds promise for everyone

Then come away with me, friends
No matter where you call your home
With a light in our hearts, we will never part
No matter how far we roam

Deep in the forest we go
Creatures are all fast asleep
With a kiss and a wink we will waken our souls
Love is the safety we'll keep

And then we'll dance through the night
Till the sun will sparkle at dawn
And up way we will go like last winter's snow
Soon our work will be done

Oh, gather ye now one and all
No what matter what all ye may do
Where the stars fill your soul
When the moon cradles all
So to yourself be true

Oh, gather ye now one and all
No what matter what all ye may do
Where the stars fill your soul
When the moon cradles all
So to yourself be true

So to yourself be true

raindrops wash his tears as the fiddler plays
his jet black locks caress his cheek, slowly shifting grey
he has sung his heartbreaking ode for years on end
his true love an audience ne'er again to attend
eyes that once shined a bright green hue
dulled by sorrowful tears turned the deepest blue
once a lover he'd had near the western shores of Ireland
the love of his life, a gorgeous young lass, for her he'd asked her hand
nary a day passed were they not by the other's side
alas, the young lass had a secret she could not abide
untimely demise had she met at the sleight of her very own hand
a pain so harsh no longer could she withstand
alive once he was, now just a fiddler in the hidden glen
ne'er to to step outside the trees to the light of day again
'neath the crescent moon he lies
now a slave to the fiddlers' tune, he cries

Allow me if you would
to rot within this created decay
decorated in pain and despair
inescapable when seen for what it is
created by my own hand
but it is that, my own creation
so I ask again
allow me to lie down
caressing my sweet creation
a mind corrupted by corruption
yet still turned to the North
seeking its own way out
the final footfall
wherever that may be

The smile on my face never fade
Though deep inside I'm hurt badly;
To understand everybody, I think, is the reason why I'm made
I care for them sincerely;
Whenever someone could no longer handle a thing,
I'll be there as their shock absorber;
They can pour out on me anything
And I can assure I'll be a good secret keeper;
I always lend my ears to anyone
Be a friend to depend on;
Be with them to have fun
Not worrrying on whatever we have done;
If they are feeling blue
I'll be there to cheer 'em up;
If sadness spreads easily like a flu
I'll create an antidote to make it stop.
I realized, to others I care a lot
Not expecting for anything in return from them;
Maybe, this heart that I got
Is just too kind and too fragile as a piece of thin gem.
It's always my pleasure to inspire someone
And give some pieces of advice;
My shoulder are small but it's meant to be leaned on by anyone
Cry there and from their loneliness they'll rise.
It makes me happy when I'm spreading love,
And it gives me strength when I'm loved sincerely;
But sometimes, it is also love
That makes me too vulnerable and the reason why I'm hurt deeply.
Now I'm thinking,
Is love my shining armor
Or is it my kryptonite?

Reeking of blood
cuts so deep
years of abandonment
eons of turned backs
when day falls it seems easier
night envelops, ripping away
the idea that the scars may ever heal
can trust ever be given willingly
when all that has been known is betrayal
human behavior observed
selfish
self sacrifice so rare
heads turn so easily at the first ray of green grass
on the other side of that white picket fence
are we all the same, is it all one
should we not all turn tail and run
no one man for all, no all for one
is it really dog eat dog
when shattered trust is that
where else is there to turn
but to your own scars
so expected
so familiar