"ahed" poems
Make
your
Next
move
Two. paces. forward.
three. paces. left.
New position
protection of the weak
inferior to the mightier.
One. pace. forward.
disposable
casualty of the battle
slice me open
take me into the other
with your strong hand.
Zero. paces.
Stay seated
and think ahed,
safe,
behind the wall of marble bodies.
DO NOT let them in.
None left.
Battle won.
Take me away to remind me,
that at the end of the game
the king and the pawn
are still put away
in the same box.
Nov 13, 2014
Nov 13, 2014 at 2:26 AM UTC
The sailor didn't know
much about the sea. In fact,
he knew nothing at all. But when
his little boy looked up at him with
admiration, how could he speak of
his failure to know his own profession?
With his son propped up on his lap,
he began to tell a tale of the vast seas
and the heavy gusts of wind that were
strong enough to throw a grown man
overboard. And as his boy oohed
and ahed, the sailor felt something
akin to guilty pride.
It's a shame he didn't
listen to his own storytelling, for
one day, it was his turn to be blown
away by the wind and swallowed up
by the sea.
Jun 11, 2013
Jun 11, 2013 at 11:21 PM UTC
Hurrying...pacing fast the time...
Can you hear my beats..its so **** loud!
What my time would be of value..
Standing on the mount of death....
****** **** me...beat me with a cane!
Do something, just don't leave me insane!
Cops crowding my doorway to listen to some ****
Nothing, just those insominate fools!
I have also been through dark alleys
And the dead bodies have also been carried..
But have i cut my neck and fed it to the birds?
Trust me, this world is an opportunity not a curse!
Maybe you'll not be in a mt. Rushmore head
But yes...you'll get 10% of it...
To make your parents proud
With sweat and blood they cried out loud!
Just not to see you in the mount of death....
Just take a step ahed.......black.
Nov 29, 2012
Nov 29, 2012 at 7:13 AM UTC
About to go to sleep
Resting on my soft bed
Listening to the soft beat of music taking me under
But something keeps me awake
Somethings coming
a change is up ahed
I feel it on the back of my neck
It's like someones watching me
I open my eyes
My room is dark
I look out my window
My breath fogs off the glass
I cant get this feeling free
I just can't
Every night i go to bed thinking about something
My Life at school
The people that treat me like garbage
How i will get revenge on them
My friend Drifting away from me
How I get them back
Sometimes i think about what to say to people
or sometimes i think about people
Sometimes I dance alone in my room to taylor swift
Because the guy i like really does belong with me.
Yes, I know a basic night for me
These things always keep me up at night
They keep everyone up at night
But this is different
Its the same feeling i had a year back
Something bad happened
I know its coming
I hope it comes soon so i dont have to deal with this anymore.
Its like im Being haunted.
By My Past
By My Present
By My Future, most of all
So i will ignore this feeling and try to get to sleep
I have had to do it before
I just have to ignore the pain
And trail off into a blissful darkness where only dreams disturb my thoughts.
Nov 11, 2010
Nov 11, 2010 at 7:39 PM UTC
About to go to sleep
Resting on my soft bed
Listening to the soft beat of music taking me under
But something keeps me awake
Somethings coming
a change is up ahed
I feel it on the back of my neck
It's like someones watching me
I open my eyes
My room is dark
I look out my window
My breath fogs off the glass
I cant get this feeling free
I just can't
Every night i go to bed thinking about something
My Life at school
The people that treat me like garbage
How i will get revenge on them
My friend Drifting away from me
How I get them back
Sometimes i think about what to say to people
or sometimes i think about people
Sometimes I dance alone in my room to taylor swift
Because the guy i like really does belong with me.
Yes, I know a basic night for me
These things always keep me up at night
They keep everyone up at night
But this is different
Its the same feeling i had a year back
Something bad happened
I know its coming
I hope it comes soon so i dont have to deal with this anymore.
Its like im Being haunted.
By My Past
By My Present
By My Future, most of all
So i will ignore this feeling and try to get to sleep
I have had to do it before
I just have to ignore the pain
And trail off into a blissful darkness where only dreams disturb my thoughts.
Nov 11, 2010
Nov 11, 2010 at 7:39 PM UTC
17 years ago a struggle started to find within what i have been missing you see i been missing a lot of things
The fact is that here i am not the guy for anything ''
I am not who the person who is typically someone that is treated with respect
Not many people believed in me
Well those 17 years of anguish hard work failure come to a ahed because i wanted at first was to hurt anyone who ruined my life but i decided on this
You took something that took me 17 years to attempt its simple i use my superior intelect to take what i need in my life
Oct 15, 2013
Oct 15, 2013 at 11:18 AM UTC
I wish I had an arrow to befriend
A slender beauty with veinlets etched
in gold
In which tales flowed
of battles unresolved— songs of wars
that it had never fought
Bearing a blade forged from flames
envied by the crescent that rips its way
through the dark
I would choose it out the nameless others
patient in the quiver
and show it off to the winds
Watch the sly sun kiss it’s carvings
her nimble fingers swirling about
—it’s rich purple sepals
and their unwavering grace
I would let it touch the worn-out bow
that, voiceless, had words to scream
in vales, and in dens
levelling its fletching with the callous string
I would pull
— oh, moors ahed, and moors behind
moors beneath, and all inside—
It’s unblemished tip smirking up the yonder
Slaying all voids in the way
— oh, born an icy weapon
unborn still
I wish I had an arrow to befriend
I would let free the trapped string
impatient, always, to flea
and watch the moon lurking beneath the day
Watch him brutal,
— watch him cold
As if expecting lightening to
sprout out of my eyes
Utter a silent curse I would
Knowing I could not add to his bruises
I would feel a star burning
by the edge of my eye
My bird soaring towards its doom
and into the moors,
I would sublime
—
I close my eyes against the sun
grasping
for the bright of my blood
that lurks, lurks
beneath the shadows
of my gaze—
grasping,
and grasping still—
I wish I had an arrow to befriend
Apr 10, 2021
Apr 10, 2021 at 4:31 AM UTC