The darkness gives way to butterflies and repulsion breaths life into statues of dead dogs...    
These horrors must be kept.    
Though stitched eyes would bring no release to these lost soldiers    
A forest far away burns down and you scream my name    
Crying all the while, the mother's child dies    
Will I ever be free?    
A shadow looms through the window and you reach to the outstretched hand    
Will you take his word over the eyes in a painted room?    
Faceless words mutter silently in a meaningless language    
These premonitions so clear...    
Could I simply be slipping out of view once again?    
Lost in a dream about a dream    
Eyes flutter open    
The beating of wings of glass winds

A knife's edge will cut through the night and leave me in silence    
Quiet and alone, you will die!    
A wealth of burden all his own to eat    
Darkness gives way to the dawn and the butterflies take flight though the deliverance of daylight

This poem I wrote in 2011, it's one of the very first I ever wrote. I hope you enjoy it.
Ma Cherie Jun 14

Upon the ground
I saw a lovely moth
who's wings were badly tattered,

And many people strolled on by
as if it hadn't mattered,

As he lay so lifeless there,
abused an dearly battered,

I crouched on down to say hello,
an to also say goodbye,

tho not to cry a single tear
not one inside my eye,

do you wonder why at all?
well do you wonder why?

well all I have to do right now,
is look up to the sky,

this here is a messenger,
my grandmother said to me,

a sign of transformation,
an healing you will see,

allow for the quiet child,
let it be- just be,

so I get down to pick him up
crouched upon my knee-

I see lovely little moth
be meek an have humility,

I move him onto the grassy place,
I say a thanks again,

thank you for the visit now
my sacred little friend

And I shall never forget you either.

Ma Cherie © 2017

Thanks Grandmother for the visit ; ) under a great deal of stress right now so hopefully I can find some peace. Love poets
allie May 12

i check my phone
the single thing that rises me
and i look at one of my only apps
then open it
and then open my missed text
and read it
then scream
then dance
then sing
thank god for that

something happened. and thank god.
Jane Espejon Apr 29

and here I am back reading the messages that came to an end

You saw my message
But didn't reply
you ignored me,
please tell me why.

I approached you as a stranger,
Wanna be your friend
But your ignorance
Brought all that to an end

I wrote a poem for you
Just to make you smile
But you didn't even notice
Even once for a while

Is that your ego
Who's not letting you to be open
Or its your attitude
To make me feel broken

So answer me now
Why was i ignored
Do you think its your friendship
which i cannot afford?

maxime Apr 4

reading through the lines
desperately trying to find a meaning
a message
a long lost letter
a blip in the dead of night
you're looking where there is none
while the answer stares you dead in the face
yet your blindness is unconscious and overwhelming
your ignorance is involuntary and compulsory
open your eyes, little one
the outside world is more obvious than you think.

To all the underdogs of the world.
A day will come where we loose.
But today, is not that day.
Today we fight.
No. Not Today.
Someday flowers will fall.
But no. Not Today.
That, that is not today.
No, No. Not Today.
It's a too good day to die.
No. Not Today.
Never Die today.
Light breaks through the darkness.
Run if you can't fly.
Today we will survive.
Walk if you can't run
Today we will survive.
Crawl if you can't walk.
Today we will survive.
Get ready to gear up.
Not Today!
Never Die!
Never Ask!
Shout, "NO NOT TODAY!!"
Never Kneel down.
Never Cry.
Hands up.
No, Not Today!
Not, Not Today.
See, we couldn't fail.
Our faith is entirely on each other.
Whatever you say.
No Not Today!
Never die today!
Trust me!
Im on your side.
Together, we won't die.
Trust you.
You're on my side.
Together, we won't die.
Trust the word 'together'
Trust that it's bulletproof.
No! Not today!
No No No

This is a song by a Kpop group called BTS. I changed the lyrics so it's almost like a poem. The song has a very good message and wanted to put it into a format of poetry.

You are not enough, as you are.
You need to be perfect, beautiful, unique.
Define yourself, pick a label, conform.
Don't be too fat, but don't be too skinny.
Get that healthy glow, but stay out of the sun.
Everybody has a talent, why haven't you found your's yet?
You are special but not as special as me.
Believe in what we believe, but always be a rebel walk your own path.
Take the high ground, but don't rock the boat.
Less is more and more is better.
If you can't make it here you can make it any where.
If this place doesn't place will eat you alive.
Check your privilege and stop the disparity.
But matching those shoes to that blouse is absurdity.
If you're normal you're boring, if you're boring you're worthless.
Follow me and you can be beautiful, buy this and you will be worthy.
Only the beautiful deserve love.
Fix yourself or one will ever love you.
Live your best life, Buy more stuff.
Minimalism is being surrounded by a small few very expensive things.
Success is fame, fame is success.

©LadyofRavenhill 7/6/16

Everyone dreams in a language
receives the same message
and interprets it differently.

one of those messages
dreamt of in languages
seen in wild images.

Mirage's mirror me in
this dream
a sweet symphony
and it all comes back to me
but somehow

World poetry day 2017.
Dreaming Liza Feb 21

Reminders are everywhere;
In messages,
And especially my mind.

February 21, 2017.
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