As of late, they're starting to show
What are they you say? I don't know
I see black horns and red wings
Like bats out of hell with loose strings
I say to myself that I can handle,
But I can't help it but to leave a candle
Oh please don't let them fly
So may I ask? Are there demons nearby?

Serve it hot or cold:
It tells stories you've never told

Make it milk or dark
Oh I bet it'll start a spark

Try it with orange or any fruit
And you'll forget the right route

Taste it sweet and luscious ebony;
Perhaps something sweeter than honey
It may be less sweet than candy,
But it proves to be just as dandy

It's something you can't hate I bet
After all, nothing can beat good chocolate

Sweet and simple four-liner:
Oh there is nothing finer
Let it even shine or rain
None can spoil a good quatrain

I used to make hymns
and sweet songs for you
Now; I take your whims
and by God, I flew

It's nearing midnight again
Oh its somewhere past ten
Here I go, lights out
Just wanting to scream and shout

But maybe I'll just go outside
Give myself and the shore a stride
And as the ocean cries,
Perhaps I'll go chase some fireflies

Oh these fireflies; sweet and splendid
Not minding that they're being fended
I touch their light, it gives me kiss
Oh what joy, what simple bliss

Though sometimes you may get burned,
It's usually worth it. At least you learned
For every time you have it on your hand,
I promise you, it won't be like sand

I realize then to deep regret,
It's time to sleep. I had my set
But again I remember that tomorrow,
Won't be governed by sorrow

For at night fall, there is the shore
Nothing I would wish no-less or no-more
Oh midnight please arise,
So I can start chasing some fireflies

You know; I can't say
anything else but maybe
just this: I miss you.

The stars: are dying
They lived. So bright and, so high
I wish... I were... Them...

Two strangers and one night
All cheerful with delight
A night of sing and dance: Oh my...
A night in entrance: I don't lie

A stranger saying hi,
to a stranger passing by
Two people whom neither one knew,
Seem to be getting along with this strange brew

The other stranger, saying: "I love you"
While other people say: "So it's those two"
But looking at the time they say:
"Oh I must go my own way"

And so they thought that fate would betray
But to their surprise, fate led them to stay
Oh these two stranger-born lovers,
Are about to get their answers

Two strangers to show their colors
Two strangers ending a great day with their next-day errors
Oh to be in love and stupid,
Oh to be no less than enchanted

Then the next day comes: It doesn't feel blessed
Yet it also doesn't feel messed.
Now two strangers out of sight
To be forgotten by the next moonlight...

Two strangers last night
Were once cheerful with delight
In what was once a night of sing and dance
Became something of a sad romance

Show me your heart,
And I'll show you a work of art

I'll make it grand
I'll make it with allure
I'll make it to withstand
Even time and the impure

Give me that pen,
I'll make the horizons broaden

I'll let you see
The wonders of the universe
I'll show you that you're not just any
For you are a blessing, not a curse

How about just a smile,
And I'll walk with you down the aisle

We'll write of our adventures quaintly,
Be it with pens or pencils
Even with the most unlikely
of writing utensils

Death! Death! Oh you Death!
Let me borrow your sweet breath!
Let these people weep!
As I proceed to reap!

You there child!
Why are you exiled?
Did you take what is not yours?
Or have you had too much downpours?

Ergo state your name!
Don't bother showing shame
For it is here you shall depart!
For I shall take your heart

Oh you child named Lewis!
Get ready to lose your aegis!
Die Lewis! Die! Die! Die!
Look at these people. They don't cry

Death! Death! Oh you Death!
Thank you for your sweetest breath!
Die! Lewis Die!
But why is it I cry?

Would you like a leisurely stroll?
And while you're at it,
May I take your soul?
Just to acquit?

Start off through a forest:
Jaded leaves and sapphired seas
Paradise at it's best?
Oh just you wait for the breeze.

Now how about a valley?
Small, quaint and serene
Also free of anarchy.
But then again, what stops it from being obscene?

Onwards now, to an oasis
Shall you now quench your thirst?
Oh sweet bliss?
But did I mention, it's cursed?

Oh you lowly fool
You've made a deal with a ghoul
Someone who'll use you as a tool
No matter how cruel

So you say you want out?
All right then
But I'm sure you lout
That you'll come back again and again

So you didn't like that stroll?
So while I'm at it,
Why don't I give back your soul.
At least while you quit

It makes me blind,
It blows my mind,

It makes my soul bend,
It could even be God send

I bask in it's splendor
As if it was the sweet December.

I thought I only own the night's line
To think that I own something divine;
Something bathed in shine!
Who knew, that even the day is mine.

Might I die? May I leave?
Might you see, there is a need
You see it's pointless to grieve
So stop your tears; think of it as a deed

May I sleep, in your arms?
A final moment we'd be together
Might you kiss me? Don't be alarmed
your memory will last forever

How I'll miss you, how you'll miss me
This is the way it's supposed to be

I see a dazzling flame
Taking it's claim
I can see it swallow
The mightiest chariot of Apollo
I see it becoming a blazing wing,
As the sky started to sing
Hymns of burning spite
Blazing;
Forever under the sunlight
© 2011 Xilhouette

May I request a portrait of you?
Maybe dressed in cocktail blue?
How about in a cherry red?
Oh I'm sorry, am I too much of a dread?

It will be the best in my collection;
Along with my wonderful selection
Of candies and other sketches
That will tease my utmost senses

May I request you here?
I promise I won't hold you dear
Maybe if we'd just go out and eat,
My day will end up pretty neat

How about it?
Are you willing to submit?
For I want this friendship to renew.
So how about it? May I request a portrait of you?

The night is here and mine:
It's subtle and divine
Laced with shimmering stars
And neon wrappers of candy bars
The night is destined to shine

The night seems to cloak the moon
At just the right time; not so soon
This young poet is out to greet
A woman whom he'd love to meet
And the moon is simply in tune

But destined to be in night's way
The poet should just obey.
For the night is already subtle and divine,
And forever destined to shine;
The poet should just greet her: happy birthday

Silently staring into space
Glancing at that cold face

A face so pale, so dead
Lips won't smile, eyes red

Glaring at me with such cold
As if his own soul was sold

He lazily waved as I did
Oh what a simple way of being rid

Silently, I gain awesome fear
And daylight won't save me: it isn't as near

With each and every one of his snicker,
My fear becomes bigger.
How can I be so scared of the glimmer,
of a simple mirror?

This day, I'll study.
On second thought, never mind.
I'll procrastinate.

I've once seen people go in and out
of that beautiful gallery throughout

Awed with it's glittering splendor,
their eyes in a deep surrender

There stood a magnificent picture,
As if it was bathed in golden glitter
They'd always stop by to give it a praise
They would stand in front of it for days

For it was a painting wonderfully made,
Fine strokes of brush with marvelous shade

There it spoke only one language:
Perfection; an old dialect and adage

The people presented were curiously happy.
A child, an adult, fighting over candy
As the others just watched and laughed
Their joyously gay craft

The artist never thought of a glimpse of sorrow
Heck, the worst thing there was an unearthly wallow

And of course everything was accompanied by an aesthetic hue,
Colors that somehow don't know the word: adieu

But somehow I never seem to be amazed
of that painting people always crazed
For only I can see what it really is:
A picture no less than ****

They see fine strokes
When I see it in smokes

They see a marvelous shade
While I see a boring cascade

I beg them to give the gallery reprieve
But they never listen, they never leave

For I can see the colors dying
Yet why won't they start crying?
But I can't blame them for what they say,
Only I can see that picture fading away...

I swear it was moonlit
When I felt like ****

I did something wrong,
Yet I tried to stay strong

It was under the stars,
That I bore these scars

I felt it started out nice,
But who knew that I'd be left in the cold ice?

A voice from flickering air,
It simply left me bare.

I said: "I like you,
I want to know you"

I waited. And finally the message came.
Immediately, I felt more pathetic than lame

Bullet-like words struck my heart
wonderfully like a brilliant piece of art.

So my life, it just stopped then.
It'd be a failure to count to ten.
So yet again, I'll just pick up my pen:
"I know I'll never see you again"

So tonight it's just me
and my guitar
I guess it's alright to be
Gazing on that star

But tonight I own it;
I have it for my own
The wonderful night: moonlit
And the day: bemoan

The stars they seem to blind
These eyes of mine; tired
My guitar? Not that unkind
My pen? Truly inspired

The night is all mine
But it's saying: "get out of my sight"
So I reply: "I'll wait for the sun to shine
so maybe for now, goodnight"

Tomorrow might be a good day,
There is nothing else to say.
For I may have a date,
With a wonderful gal called fate.

And though the stage has been set,
I feel nothing,
I remain a silhouette,
As it's crumbling

Eating with myself;
Not the best thing to do huh?
I'd beg to differ.

We'll see birds flying
We'll see sun rising
We'll hear winds sighing
As for you, enticing

I'll hear fireworks roar
You'll see my eyes shine
For I love you forever more;
Complete and benign

I just hope this would happen
I just hope you were mine
I bet this day will be barren
But, if you're my valentine...

Wake up! It's morning!
See the clock at twelve and then,
Sleep now! It's morning!

I'm filled with wrath
And, I can't see the right path

This demonic energy
Messing with my memory

Making me numb
Making me succumb
This fleeting power
From this foolish anger

Those lame excuses for people
Who destroys such a thing called "peaceful"
They make me puke
They make me rebuke

Yet I'm so tired
I can't do anything even if I desired
Ergo let me rest
For it would be the best

If there's one thing I want to do:
That is to break my sanity
To shatter my head, and say adieu
Before I give into vanity

I want to pass away
Shut down and break
For I always say:
Life isn't something I can take

Oh just shoot me now
Give me a bullet in the head
So to all I can vow:
I am truly dead

Oh fill my eyes with hate
Fill it, and see your fate

Oh remove joy from my eyes.
It gives me nothing but sighs

Bring back the memory of anger
So the other memories, I can shatter

As for the olden cheer
Leave it be, give it a jeer

So fill me with spite
And get out of my sight

I just don't like the crust
This is what you should trust
But I like it in peaches and cream
Otherwise, It'd make me scream

So just open your mouth
And don't be uncouth
Don't be rude
Just have a taste of this sweet food

So now take it, and don't deny
That this thing tastes good and isn't dry
And I have a feeling we'll see eye to eye
Once you taste this delectable and delicious pie.

Just last night
he gave himself a fright
A little blood on the floor
A silhouette across his door

Blood seeping out...
Out and about
His face is pale,
And his body: frail

Knife in hand
A smile on his face: grand
Good 'ol Lewis is dead
On his good 'ol soft bed

So see him lifeless
See his unorthodox happiness
As the silhouette exits
Out of those forsaken derelicts...

He left a note on the floor saying:
"For the record, this is no slaying.
This is merely the right way of helping him.
For it is not right to leave your best friend in  whim.

So just face the fact,
that he isn't coming back.
Good 'ol Lewis is dead
And be thankful, you weren't at his stead."

Have you met good 'ol Lewis?
He'll be the best person you'll meet
I swear and I promise

He may be a bit shy
So just treat him well
Then again, He'll just give you a sigh

This guy you see, will always smile
No matter what you do
Even if your sin goes for a mile

And have you  met his best friend yet?
Not to boast, but it's basically me
Though in the end, I'm just a silhouette

But lately, he's feeling a bit down
And I want to help him out
Lately he's like a king, losing his crown

Anyway, lets help good 'ol Lewis out
And I know just the way to do so
And that dear friends, is what you shouldn't doubt...

The war has ended
Sadly, it left me bloodied
At least, there is peace

Finally, the mortal has died
At the very least, no one cried
Now it's time for the immortal to reign
So I ask you; will you remain sane?

On a tall glass
In quite a generous mass
Cold and fluffy,
Yet  somehow warm and puffy
Some praline, and nuts
With fresh banana cuts

Sensationally sweet,
Capable of a marvelous feat
of filling a stranger full
Otherwise, he won't be in a mull
Or in a daze
Just take a look at him in that sugared haze

Whether it's strawberry or mango
Or an orange doing the tango
I'd just like to add
That we like to go mad
Or we'd go for a scream
Over something cold, called: ice cream

It was before sunset,
The day we met.

Time stopped I swear
I even forgot, I care

It was then after dark
When she left a mark

Who knew, that my night
Was set to ignite

It was then the next day
I thought I knew my way

Then a message arrived
My sadness then deprived

Finally it was bliss
Something worthy to reminisce

Again, time stopped and then
I picked up my pen,
I counted to ten:
"I wish I could see you again"

Start with a dream
Feel that esteem
End with a smile
You'll find it worthwhile

If she would give you a kiss
You'll end up in bliss
If you can just feel her
Never again shall it blur

Remember that yesterday
Remember the way she would sway
So romantic the way you dance
May you repeat if you had a chance?

She’s so lovely don’t you think?
Why, you won’t even waste time to blink
But alas night will fall
And you shall say goodbye to that doll

Now in leaving
Just keep believing
That she will come back
To complete what you lack

She will give back your love
And again, shall you soar to the skies above

Close your eyes
on that cold dark night
Where your heart, cold as ice
Will know he's not always right

Rest your head
on that warm pillow
And imagine her face turn red
And yours sadder than a willow

Go to your slumber
And try to believe
That when you dream of her
You; wont be as somber

But for now just sleep unfurled
And think of her beam
For there is no better world
Than what is called: dream

I think he has done it all
To think he was ten feet tall
I guess one day he'd retire
To go home and play his lyre

To think an immortal can die
To think that the cold can cry
To think those who are above
Can learn how to love

I guess I was wrong
For all this long...

But when in doubt,
Or when I want to shout,
I always find it dandy
To go back to my candy

Wonderful
Simply wonderful
An amazing facade
A fantastic mask

Where oh where
Did I once see

By the sea
By these people?
Strangers in and out
Moving on?

Where oh where
Did I once grasp

Cold and empty;
The house of gold
The villa of superiority;
A broken bone

Where oh where
Is my only refuge

Silver pen,
Black ink,
White lie:
Comfort me

For I was once a god
For I was once in power
For there is no one I could need
For this silhouette is vanishing

Cold heart;
Blind eye;
A question,
An answer:

Why oh why
Am I unloved

I am simply
unloved

Once again, I'm in bliss
A feeling that I miss
Once again I can smile
Now without denial
For now, you make my day
Because you can make me say:
"Back then, it wasn't you
Now, I think I love you"

How long has it been
Since I felt like this
I know it isn't a sin
To be in bliss
But this just too great
Just too endearing
And as of date
I've stop hearing
Hearing her call
I've closed my ears
For I have heard it all
And I grow weary of my tears.

But at last I now know
That I can leave you and I be
Thank you, for letting me go
Thank you I am free

So I guess you can't stay,
We had such a nice day
But, now its time to go your own way;
Don't worry, we'll see each other someday...

And as the phoenix flies,
one day he just dies
Then gives birth to himself again
With his mind set on zen
Till he goes ablaze
Then the people are in a daze
Of his beautiful flame
For they know that its his name

Just let me finish this riff,
then pass that thing around
And give me a sniff
To hear better the sound

Dear God I love that vial
Okay now this time I won't lie
I just love my ******* smile
Oh and yes, I'm high

Watch a blue bird flutter
Watch it over the gutter
He'll fly to begin
Something we call: Imagine

Watch them sing and dance
Under a soft trance;
We like to call dream,
Under the moon's beam

For all his life he will fly
Believing that he won't die
Unless he neglects his flight
To the eternally bright light

Until one day he descends
To the earth's bitter ends
Giving his wings an inflammation.
Don't worry just keep in mind: This is imagination

It all starts with a pen.
Perhaps a line and then
Scribble round and about
Of course with some doubt
That you will like them,
Then after wards: "Yay! A poem!"
But if you think its like your 'femme'
Which is more impossible than a gem
I beg you just don't shout
Like an extremist devout...
Besides, if you think again,
It all starts with a pen

For you are my candy,
For you are my star,
For you make things "dandy"
Even if things don't get far

For you are my "sweetest thing"
For only you make me weak
For only you make me sing
"Lines of pure white" week after week

For only you make me smile
For you are always the only exception
For I made myself an exile
I wonder if you were a deception

Let me say I'm sorry
If you think this is weird
I just want you to tell you my story...
Even if after wards I may get seared

Now you may think I'm crazy
Now I think that you know
That my mind is growing hazy
So let me say something before I go:

Night time you smile at me
Infatuate me when you speak
Kindle thoughts here and there
Keeping me so weak
Indeed you amaze me, Nikki

I don't ask you to keep this
I don't mind if you give this back
But it will always be you who'll I miss
It's always you that keeps me intact

Once again I apologize
And also I shall rant:
"Finally, I can let go of my sighs
Without a single pant"

And do not be afraid to leave
Do not be afraid to reject
For I want you to conceive
that: This glorious poet shall always resurrect

So I've made my piece;
Now I will say this is not for me
Now this feeling shall never cease
Because this is for you, Nikki

Oh September, September
Lovely day today aye?
As I remember...
It's today! Happy birthday!

But, year after year
I've never called anyone dear;
Year after year,
no comes near
Each year is dry,
Not one tear to cry
And; I wonder why...
Will it be this way 'till I die?

Ah September, September
Give me a smile
One that would last for a while
Ah September, Please let me remember,
that nineteenth day,
that I did my way.
Oh it's September: happy birthday!
At least for today...