the world is burning
my mind is crying
my heart is yearning
and flowers dying

screaming fills
my broken mind
and hatred kills
leaves lovers blind

chaos swallows
heart and soul
broken parts
of once a whole

torn apart
seams undone
chaos is here
it's time to run

enveloped by
her ugly gape
no point to flee
there's no escape.

the moon, she blossoms in the dark of night,
where tranquil sands, her glowing bands, she lays
the waves caress her bodice, hold her tight,
as gulls and wishes rest upon the bay.

but who will hold the sea, who cradles moon?
he longs each day to gaze deep in her eyes
her light to glow eternal, fading soon,
exhausted, on the dunes of sand he lies

his love, vanquished by the dawn, heart torn
the moon will drift away, their love will test,
each day his heart will die, her loss is mourned,
till dusk, she comes around, her silver crest,

his tears fill galaxies, till dusk he grieves
his waves hold strong, her gentle light he weaves

She sings, her voice pained with tears which she cannot cry
For she is surrounded by death,
pain,
destruction,
despair.

She sings like a broken angel,
Who fell from heaven,
And broke her wings.

But her sweet, light-hearted song
makes the audience believe that she is
fine,
happy,
when she is broken
like a watch which cannot tick.

But when she sings, and nobody can see,
the pain that laces her voice,

And here she sings, so sweet and light,
But nobody can see the tears she cannot cry.

I am afloat in an ocean of tears
As the salt softly touches my skin
And the fish who swim below me
Do not know in which waters they swim.

The waves crash down onto the shore
Letting tears trickle into the sand
And the sadness starts pulling me under
And I scream as I reach for your hand

I am gasping for air in this ocean
But with each breath, air escapes
And the salt of the tears blind my eyes
And the watery world loses shape.

My lungs are crying for air,
And my heart is crying from pain,
And my body is crying from pressure,
I see ripples as it's started to rain.

But you watch for a boat as I drown
And you watch my last breath as it leaves
My body goes limp, but I cannot die,
For my heart has not yet been relieved.

playing a game
against myself
where i can't win or lose
i get to see
my closest friend
and my worst
enemy
for i am the downfall
of my kingdom,
the kingdom i made thrive
now i hope that i
will keep myself alive

the spring
what a sight
as the winter
takes flight

the birds are singing
but one does not
for the silent bluebird

has been shot.

climbing up
my clothes are ripped
the boom of thunder
but still the rain
couldn't stop the flames
the clouds are aflame
the sky is bleeding
the tree cracks
the branch has snapped
my arms release
i cannot scream
for nobody would hear
the sound
of a silent fire

When the word was made,
There was nothing.
One thing was made, then another.
The had many sisters and brothers.
Over time, they grew,
Into me and you.
We survived off the water,
from which we were born,
Until the 7 deadly storms.
They killed the ones who didn't survive,
and left the survivors still alive.
Now we are here,
me, and you
Turning the world back to nothing.

scared to be seen in life
afraid to show my light
always taught to hide your tears
never show any.....
maybe the word is life.
they would all tease my perfection
but when i had become incomplete,
they just laughed at.....
probably me.
i have problems,
now i show them.
showing to the public,
the strangers.....
and outcasts like me.
my only escape from reality is poetry
and there,
i will not be the person to be
laughing at.
i survive day and night remembering
the people who tease me,
having pity on their souls because
they feed off the the others.....
well, this time i cant find a word.
this is not a perfect poem.
and people who are mean to a creature of such
ability, like us
are showing only a reflection of themselves and
how small they really are.
you are nobody to be
less than what you were created to be.
be unique, no
be,
no just....
um......
i need a word?

joy.
dancing about us,
communicating itself to us,
Overpowered with emotion,
They had not heard,
but they have seen
a place of safety.
I embarked
near midday
we coasted
without discovering anything,
the illusion of
calm reflection,
courage.
No words can express the sentiments.

Sometimes, when I look outside,
I see many things.
I see many things like:
A bluebird in a tree
singing a song of sorrow or enlightenment,
A sparrow sitting in a nest,
I see all the things around me,
all the surroundings,

And the spot where you should be.

I'm having this dream,
That i'm sleeping in.
Try to wake me up,
With spoon and tin.

If you can't understand
That i'm trying to sleep,
You try to do it,
Sharing your keep.

"What time is it?" you say.
It's 11:39, I'm running late!
Got to get to work,
Oh, today is Sunday.

Got to go,
In my Sunday suit,
Going to Church,
Gloves, Boots, and Tie,
Goodbye!