A collection of poetry |
Tattered Wings Above the earth the angel flies, Below his wings the children cry, Tear drops fall now from the sky, Upon the kids whoms hopes have died. And yet his eyes do water still, As he wonders why we kill, Hopeless hearts with voids to fill, Dieing dreams still unfulfilled. And as he lands upon the plains, The dead men now call him insane, His wings are torn and he is maimed, His hopes to help wash down the drain. And now the angel cannot stand, He has fallen by our hands, Just as the servants of the damned, We've slain the light that heals our land. And again the children cry, Upon the angel that has died, And while we look beyond the sky, Dumbly we still wonder why. Deadly Nectar The deceiver crawls like a snake on its belly Below my feet, below my being Yet the patterns on its back are beauty divine Its eyes like the olives upon the vine It slithers to my feet, bare and smelly Flaunts its fangs, pearly white and deceiving From them poison drops like a drum's steady beat Its venom so sweet, and its all I can eat Gawking over my untainted flesh It wants to feed, and I want the best Sinking its fangs far below my skin Its poison like sin, and I'm letting it in Sin and my innocence begin to mesh My vein start to burn, and my morals detest Venomous sin travels into my heart It turns black and corrupt, and from God it now parts Oceans Blood Like the blood that gives life Red roses are blooming A sea of beauty An ocean of times One carefully plucked Above all its beauty extends Into gentle hands it is brought Its petals so soft in my hands Now its vines entangle me Pumping life through my veins Like canals of blood Giving color to my plains Yet its thorns cut my flesh Blood drains down my skin Feeding its vines As my life starts to end Yet they yield nothing back Its water's my blood Stealing my purpose Giving me none Blood grows into thorns Veins constrict more It violently holds me I am its whore Like a lion it roars Scaring my soul It's no longer mine It's the roses to hold With tears I calm it Taming the vines Relaxing its anger Freeing my mind I drop from its grip Drink in clean air Stand free of its vines But the rose beckons my fear It stands soaked in my blood Drinks what is left And it dies at my feet Wishing me dead Drops on a Drum I see blood blood beneath my skin It's crawling out again It's longing to be free It tries so hard to breathe I hear blood blood beneath my skin It's knocking at the door Its beat I can't ignore Its presence doth implore I smell blood blood beneath my skin Its putrid scent won't end Its perfume stabs my mind Its smell is none but mine I feel blood blood beneath my skin It gushes through at last It trickles down my flesh Its red stream soaks my hand I see blood dropping on the floor A waterfall it forms A puddle it creates Now dirtied on the floor Floating A bridge is burning We have to move fast Carry your memories Leave the past If the burdens to bloated Then drop your memories load Let the memories float, let the memories float Run cross the bridge See what you now lack Either turn your head now Or long to go back See the other side See your memories fly Like a birds last song Watch memories die You can't reach your memories Your arms won't grow Just watch the memories float, let the memories float It's time to move forward You can't cry a bridge Don't carry dead memories Just leave the ledge Once in a blue moon, I'll return to this edge I'll grasp a near memory, and smile again Then let the frame fly, let it dance in the past I'll watch the memories float, let the memories float. Ashes in the Wind A fire has started A scorched leaf descends The smoke slows its fall But the flame reaches all Its old home a torch Its friend's decent ends But fuel for a fire Now ashes in the wind The flames draw closer Searing torment they send As a fuse its stem lights Soon it will end Like light on a candle Life and death blend A firefly dancing Till it's but ashes in the wind The fire soon ceases The leaf's fall did end And the ashes sit idly Waiting for the wind Lost in the Rift Love is the ocean, endless and deep Some soak their feet, others swim deep We harvest its life, we sell its fruit Provoking its tide, bringing us doom Its waters so vast, an endless abyss Where one can get lost, and die in its rift Its salty blue waters appear so sweet Swarming with sharks, ready to feed Their bites draw our blood, dye the water red One love is lost, another is fed Why did we bother to swim so deep? Where there's no turning back, without tears in the sea I'm sorry I swam so far from home I'm hopelessly lost, and now I'm alone I wish I could drown, here in the deep But I see new eyes, blue as the sea New tides to surf, new seas to search I'm willfully lost, searching alone |