"fleed" poems
*The last firebird flied
over her as she stood
on the last crumbling
mountain.
Prickley pine trees
shivering above the dew,
the first breath of the
winter in her soul was
icing through the flowers.
She fleed the Golden-emerald
city, heart broken by the
gong of war.
Sinking her nails deep into
the ground.
Sheding tears of a dragon
from the crystal eyes
of the universe.
Falling down
her porcelain face.
A work of art.
Her lips red,to seem like
cherries in the spring.
Casting a glance at the pale moon
while the wild wind was
howling to the north.
Ruler of the skies
as the morning stars sang together,
looking different today.
In the shadows of her lace fan,
the silky blossom on the
kimono dress.
Embroided with the silver thread
of moonlight, encrusted with
the diamonds of night.
The great ocean waves can't destroy
her purple throne.
Although left all alone, she will
never surrendor.
The obediance will suffocate
from her light, rising like the sun
after the dusk once again.
Because she is... the Empress*
Aug 13, 2016
Aug 13, 2016 at 2:24 PM UTC
she and I had fleed around from each other for so long that finally we just got tangled up together and lay down
Feb 4, 2015
Feb 4, 2015 at 2:26 PM UTC
Down goes the night,
somehow I just can tell.
Another day with no sunlight
and I'll spend it in my cell.
I once did a bad deed,
I shooted someone in the head
then I ran, I quickly fleed,
before he dropped dead.
Yes, I had my reasons
for such a hideous crime,
but that doesn't help in prision
where I'm doing my time.
I know I had it coming...
I know justice was served.
but I hate to feel rotting...
Rotting in my cell...
Mar 12, 2015
Mar 12, 2015 at 9:39 AM UTC
A red moon cast on a folly filled night
Humans hid away in fright
A haunting melody was in the air tonight
For the Bone King had arisen from his lair
A lone maiden of silky woven red dared
For she ventured into lands mortals bewared
Slowly following the music of the dead
Not knowing where it led
She encountered the King amongst the tombs of the undead
The land around him had already dwindled
Not even a single flower had remained
But she did not dare fleed
Slowly she took his bony hand
As they danced amongst his land
The Bone King was in disbelief
Why was this fair maiden not scared?
“Maiden, wherefore art thou not afraid? I dareth not guaranteeth thou art safe, f'r I am but a monst'r.”
“Why should I be afraid of the most magnificent being ever made? My king, you fail to understand, for our souls are a reflection of one another.”
"I am a monst'r, am I not? F'r all apart from thee did withdraw, leaving me withthe sc'rn undead."
"You are for them, my King. But what value do the words they utter hold? Beauty rests in the eye of the beholder."
"And f'r me, thou art the most wondrous."
Jul 17, 2019
Jul 17, 2019 at 11:58 PM UTC
I wonder what would happen, if you came through my hood
Sitting back for hours, wondering if you should
Will you keep your eye over your shoulder, at the man behind
Just because he looks, like he’s on the grind, in a bind
Or maybe cause your thoughts, are already intertwined
You judged us from the start, step one till the end
When you came around the corner, now your acting like a friend
Now I’m beginning to wonder, what your willing to spend
So I won’t expose the fact, that your friendship is pretend
What’s more important, your wallet or well being
Looking at your stance, your on the verge of peeing
Scared out of your mind, is it a ghost that your seeing
You think were gonna hurt you, well were not disagreeing
Hand on your phone, calling cops for your freeing
Now step back from your fear, see who really needs to be freed
Stuck in this world of prejudice, originated from greed
When can I move on, from the hatred that I’ve fleed
Treated different and tortured, cause I’m not of your creed
Now I’m gonna make up for my pain, get even with this deed
Let’s see how you handle it, when your soul begins to bleed
Jul 12, 2010
Jul 12, 2010 at 4:51 AM UTC
Tis anesting, such sweet sparrow,
hath thou fleed from an icy grip,
tis springtime's warming blow,
that melts such waters, now to sip.
Tis some tunes, of squabbles in
thy nest, a gentle tugging snack,
of tasty worm, a hearty din
that chicks, with joy attack.
Alas, poor nesting sparrow,
thy chicks and you will flee,
when there comes the cold and snow,
then, I wonder where thy be.
Oct 7, 2013
Oct 7, 2013 at 6:29 AM UTC
i never would've thought that seeing again those eyes that
i already
adore,
the heart would weep a little
and would languish,
and the stomach would rub its walls stressed that
the hands were shaking too.
there. thats how everything fleed inside my body,
like there's a competition between organs:
which one will break down first.
the lungs, they can not breathe anymore,
the brain, going into "freeze" mode,
the legs, suddenly not having any bones,
but a sort of gelatine that rather flows,
and flows,
and these eyes that want to wash my cheeks,
my sins.
*I think,
still,
that mum was right
when she said
that love is nothing but
chemistry and hormones...*
May 4, 2015
May 4, 2015 at 6:43 PM UTC
A train pulls into the station,
A taxi pulls up and drops someone off at the same station.
A man climbs out of the taxi breifcase in hand,
A women pulls up clad in a office dress heels held in hand.
At midnight a man boards a train heading north,
somewhere along the way a women also boards the same train heading north.
The man started at one point,
The women another point.
The man came alone,
The women inspite reality never felt alone.
Two cups of hot coco sat together,
Two pairs of feet snuggled under the blanket together.
The train came to a hult,
As so did the conversations hult.
A breifcase left the train station,
A pair of heels fleed the station.
As a taxi was hailed the breifcase was placed on the floorboard,
The heels klanked to the ground of the taxi's floorboard.
A man drove off in a taxi,
A women stole away in a taxi.
They may not have started together,
But they ended together.
Nov 11, 2013
Nov 11, 2013 at 11:34 PM UTC
Get up in the night,
In my mind to find the light
Holding the white candle,
But Darkness was getting hard to fight
Lost in the narrow woods,
No space between the tree to peek outside,
There goes the stars shinning bright
moon being the cheater snatching all the lime light,
In my heart I feel a tide
Of emotions that wants me to hide,
There lies my injured heart
With a arrow along the middle side,
Something blinds my vision
Like it doesn't want me to see ,
The picture of the site that had fleed
All my sense comes to stand still,
When their happy memories comes to live
With champaign in one,
And the knife in other
That they used to stab me,
Multiple times without a hustle
Nov 15, 2018
Nov 15, 2018 at 10:12 PM UTC
*Dilusional baracades
I've said everything I've ever needed to say
But it doesn't seem to be enough to go around
rose thornes in our poisened heads
stitched together with needle and thread
we take our brains and dip them in lead
it smells just fine to me
Dimmed dreams and shiny things
we thing about the lies we used to feed
feed ourselves and our decorated bleeds
Nothing is right
Because once we all had fleed
It was nothing but dimmed dreams
and shiny things*
Jul 4, 2016
Jul 4, 2016 at 3:07 PM UTC
I am the king of my pieces,
where the king owns the game,
my pawns are gone,
my knights are slain,
my rookes have fleed,
and my castles decayed,
all is left is me and my Queen,
she protects me,
like a cloak of safety,
I don't want to end like this,
no, not this way,
in this game of where the king controls,
I want to save her,
I want to protect her
its not supposed to be the other way,
I try to help,
I am useless,
I am weak,
I cannot do such thing,
it is not in my power to,
I'm afraid to lose my Queen,
Nov 26, 2017
Nov 26, 2017 at 11:06 AM UTC
A wolf's howl deep in the night
The moon shining peaceful bright
The trees embracing the subtle light
The cubs crawling with all their might
A wolf running trough the vast mountain
Running along with its kin
A human tripping over her chin
By the name of Din
She's frail and small with red eyes
The wolf glares at her common lies
With her came the darkness demise
Red were all the skies
She summoned an eternal dark
The cubs all started to bark
Momma wolf growled and marked
With her body she made an ark
The girl laughed hysterically here
The forest was filled with eyeing leer
The cubs were shaking with fear
Momma wolf kept her close to her dear
But the storm passed by a loyal knight
Before known they saw a calming light
Farore's howl soothed the fright
The girl fleed the haunted night
The woman kneeled for the wolf she saw
And a triangle glowed on her right paw
She is now the mother of three
But the fourth is chosen to set them free.
The one chosen by Farore to save the day
Her fourth son will keep the monsters at bay
Followed by a glowing star shouting ''Hey''
They will bring peace and keep it to stay
Dec 21, 2019
Dec 21, 2019 at 7:38 PM UTC
Its time to run
I have failed to learn
My mistakes are hot on pursuit
Am donned in nothing but my birthday suit
The hunter has become the hunted
My dark future is now haunted
Their love is gone
In place fury has been born
My pen has become my enemy
The wrong i have made him commit are many
Its time to hide
Time to tuck my creativity back into my mind
Writing i have to bade goodbye
My fake hope no one has to buy
For my poetry has to die
This will be my last piece
And hope my hunters will make peace
To all the ink i have spilled am sorry
The tormentor has fleed no more worry
I apologize for staining the paper
But from your world i will disappear like vapor
To all poetry fan its no time to cry
I woun't be there your tears to dry
Am getting tired of flight
But i have run off arsenals to fight
For those i have misled
Read this final piece and assume me dead
If you don't hear from me sooner
Know my mistakes made me a goner
Pen down
May 1, 2016
May 1, 2016 at 3:47 PM UTC
I loved it not when the bed grew cold
Birds chirped no more and their delight fleed
Day became as night, dark and forbidding
Mystery wrestled my mind restless
Around me, movement ceased,life ebbed away
I felt the breath fade faint
A joy departed never to be enjoyed
the stillness of it unsettled the springs of fluid drowning my eyes
and as the torrents cascaded, a trembling hand reached up.
But the deep called after me also
It held a gift to unravel
Scared and scathed though I was,
I somehow had to win some bread
With each step there grew greater uncertainty
I keep trudging on...
Scared.
Dec 29, 2015
Dec 29, 2015 at 2:25 PM UTC
Looking around to see
Corpse all around and
Everything deserted,
Weird thing is people
And the corpses are
battling people are
Losing till we fleed to
safer ground,
Listening you hear
Battle calls,
Looking around and having
An fear of heights, is
peaceful dream or a
Walk in the park,
Compared to what I see and
Hear
Mar 16, 2016
Mar 16, 2016 at 8:54 PM UTC