"illuminator" poems
Illuminator
amidst passing clouds, gleaming
Silent Crusader
Jun 16, 2016
Jun 16, 2016 at 1:00 PM UTC
She said:
I am RA
Goddess of the Sun
Sun which I created
From the glow in my Eye.
Rise and fall
But never fail
Illuminator
of the darkest day
Sole star
Souldier star
I am RA
Goddess of the Sun.
Then She said:
And I am KAMARIA
Goddess of the Moon
Moon which I moulded
From the art in my Touch
Day and night
But never dark
Gatekeeper
Of the twilight's paradise
True moon
Full moon
I am KAMARIA
Goddess of the Moon
She is the spirit of dawn,
The spirit of dusk.
She is the sun that she created,
The moon that she moulded.
She is a force
Unbound
Shift and shape at will.
She is RA KAMARIA
The Woman In The Mirror.
Nov 26, 2013
Nov 26, 2013 at 3:55 PM UTC
Sitting in this empty room.
As I watch the shadows creep to the door.
Sitting on my bed I see,
The bits of dust as they fall to the floor.
Its so unreal how time flies by;
When the sun shines in,
All the shadows die.
And by that time, I'm sitting inside.
Waiting for the moon; My time to abide.
But from the light there's always dark.
And from the truth, theres always a lie.
Beyond the shadows there lies a mark,
Hidden by dust from days gone by.
So now you see; Moonlight so dark,
The shadows that creep,
The dust shall part.
An illuminator that fails to reap.
The Dust, The Sand, The Shadows; they sleep.
In the middle of the night,
The sandman comes 'round.
Perfecting infection,
Yet making no sound.
Spraying your eyes,
With his hellish dust,
Rebirthing your nightmares,
Perfecting your lust.
The daylight creeps in,
As I slowly wake.
The nightmares I had,
Were too much to take.
The Sandman had come,
And the Sandman had gone,
And all he had left,
Was the Dust at Dawn.
Jul 26, 2011
Jul 26, 2011 at 6:39 AM UTC
Sometimes I don't know what is the best way to **** yourself
Am I too young to even plan this?
Or life isn't just for me
It seems like everyday I am dying slowly. I feel that I am suffocated in a closed room by people who are chaos to my thoughts and poison to my heart
I can't put all of my emotions in a tightly-closed jar because I fear that they will still come after me—
Seeping through my soul and in turn, will held me captive
A butterfly that has eluded to me; that's what you are
I tried so hard but I can't
Maybe if I die today; nothing will change
The stars will continue to appear
The sun will still give light at the surface of the Earth; able to provide sunshine to the people I left behind
The moon, the illuminator of darkness, despite its craters will always give hope in the absence of light
Is it me or my mind has completely gone wrong or my perception has just failed to look at the illusion this
world has cursed upon
c.j.d
Feb 14, 2015
Feb 14, 2015 at 10:48 PM UTC
I don't know...
Maybe it's cause, it's just one-of-those days.
But I wanna just give it away...
Maybe its because,
Im a little-bit crazy...
Lil-bit lazy.
Or maybe...
Its the story itself...
LONGING TO BE FREE... from ME!
HOW CAN IT BE?
how?
How can it be?
That You would use me?
(Back to the scene)
There's a mighty regime
"Illuminator" of darkened dreams
The Mark is seen
Then izzy starts to believe.
He embarks on the waters streams
"LIVING the dream"
He siphons others,
When well received.
All he achieves,
In just a few short weeks!
Making artists of thieves.
Conqueror of the disease,
of the fruit of deciet.
Not like art but of seeds,
Planting memory trees
In our children who need
Us
See Jesus.
Feb 28, 2015
Feb 28, 2015 at 1:25 PM UTC
Pale
Moon
Complete
Soft
Resting
Quietly
In
Morning sky
Placid
In victory
Illuminator
Of Night
Graceful
Harbinger
Of
New dawn
Sun
Rising
Golden
Glow
Dazzling
Showing me
How
To stand
I have to win
In the morning
To live out
My mission
Noble
Proud
Sep 26, 2018
Sep 26, 2018 at 2:31 AM UTC
i have not written a word of him-
since that moment i finally (reluctantly) let you cloud my mind over what i thought was my sunshine.
i thought you were the clouds ruining my day,
however, he was the clouds, blocking the blinding light that you knew i needed most.
i realize now that you are the brightest sunlight i have ever seen.
that your constant warmth and radiance enveloping me is the most powerful illuminator i will ever have.
i used to think that tall halogen lamp added a nice touch to my living room, until i found a more modern stainless steel one to replace it with instead. and even then, i allowed a crystal chandelier to hang from my ceiling. but none of them compare to the light i found hidden behind those clouds.
occasionally, i will have a rainy day where the old clouds form again and block my view of your sunshine. on those days, i feel like drowning in a puddle of my own tears and i tend to drown you too. i form imaginary clouds to try and block you out.
yet somehow, even when the thunderstorms roll in, you manage to clear them away and give me a rainbow.
you are God's Promise to me that the sun will always shine, and no matter how hard i try to cover you up, you always will be there waiting for me.
and i will bask in the sunlight forever <3
May 25, 2018
May 25, 2018 at 9:36 PM UTC
singed by acute crossroads
we are marooned through indecision-
pulling our weight
trying to lighten the load
we bare it as does the earth
and the sun lying on its cot
ready to fall beneath the resting place
the coal of the hearth, warm in rage
our reflections are true in its image
everything is a mirror
if you are willing to accept what you see.
our weight falls from pinning
beneath that hibernating skyline
as the sun turns it's red steel cheek.
the chains binding us to our burdens
fall with that sleeping illuminator
pulling us to the ground, the dirt
turned to mud with our spit,
the slime of creation in the eyes
of the god we have failed.
only once our tounges rest with the rocks
as the sun does with its cot,
may we (in our eyes) look up to the creator,
and ask him to break our chain.
Sep 26, 2018
Sep 26, 2018 at 5:26 PM UTC