The gray thick smoke will never leave,
Everywhere he turns there it is.
The bright orange flame will burn,
Everything he has worked for.
Trying to start over yet burned again,
His life in smoke suffocating,
He can't escape the fire.
He runs but it stays right by his side,
Where can he hide?
The fire it follows,
Burning everything he gains.
Leaving him with nothing,
Nothing but pain and ashes.
Together
From the dark abyss,
A light of hope breaks through.
An illumination,
vibrant colors fight away from the dark.
Dark quivers and fades away.
Blues of passion,
Reds of love mix and become one.
The nature of green dominates,
Controlling all that are free from dark.
They dance in rythem as one,
Soon fading away as a translucent image is cast.
Quickly changing into a rainbow of colors,
Shifing and turning together.
My heart softens as the colors seperate,
Love races through me as the colors expand.
A soft touch, and innocent look,
Not wanting the end to ever come.
Soon as it came it left as we seperate,
Waiting to meet again.
Waiting...
I am
I am water soft but dangerous,
The growth to life.
Like a hawk soaring high and adventurous,
Seaking for my prey.
As old as time,
I've been through a lot.
I am black dark and mysterous,
Hiding within the shadows,
Living within the hellish abyss,
Far from reach.
I am a razor,
Dangerous to touch.
I am loyal always there,
Never will I betray.
Me
In my past I was a island,
Far and alone.
In my childhood I was a cage,
Locked and never opened.
In the mirror I am a stone,
Breaking through the glass.
In my dreams I am a closed door,
Never to be opened.
In my fears I am a circle,
Running the same path again and again.
In my wishes I am a star,
Far from being granted.
In the future I'll be a book,
Full of knowledge and life.
Winter Whisper
Never beneath the dream of lies.
Visions of a frantic shadow.
A man alone with a knife,
Felt like it could manipulate his life
A repulsive scream and cry for death.
Pounded the blood of an innocent boy inside.
He must find a way to escape,
A way to hide from the pain.
Why was it him?
What did he do?
The hope of the knife would set him free,
The soft shine of the glare from the metal.
His sad eyes frown once again,
As he slowly fades away.
Leaving a trail of blood.
Morning
The break of the light opens my heart,
It speaks of soft words of love.
Slowly awakened by the gental rays of light,
Rubbing the dreams of luminous colors from my eyes.
Standing above the mist of hope.
I realize of a new day has begune.
Stepping out into another journey.
Awaiting for the future to come,
The tree's speak of untold stories.
As I leave for another journey,
On another trail to follow.
Choices to choose a destany upon me,
Choosing my fate weather or not I will go on.
Dark Light
The soft glow of greens break through the dark light,
Soft heavenly glows brighten the sky,
Above the deserted land.
The soft glow exstends high above,
Breaking through the dark light.
Very few can see the beauty it illuminates.
The soft hum rages across the land,
As its beauty can only be apprieciated by those who are open.
For those who cannot can see the dark light,
Are blinded by the dark abyss of the night sky.
Consuming what is hidden behind the dark light,
Fighting to break through, but only fails.
Yet one day its beauty will be harnessed,
Exploding into the night,
Making a bright night.
Nightmare
Escape this hellish nightmare.
How?
The dream gets worse.
Replace the diabolic killing,
With the perfect love.
Unnoticed hate inside,
Ashamed of disappearing into the dream.
Seeking for an escape.
Lost & Found
I've wondered what it was like,
To be found.
I stand alone with a hand reaching out,
No one knows where I am.
Its damp and dark,
I'm lost within my own galaxy.
Trying deperately to break free,
Only to be teared down from the skies.
Slowly giving up failing everytime.
I reach my hand up again,
And feel a warm soft hand clasp my own.
My head lifts up in one last hope,
I arise from this darkness.
Finally being pulled away from this world,
Embraced with love,
The gentle hand touches my soul setting it free.
I've been found!
Once again holding that hand never letting go.
A sense of happiness overwelms me,
Bringing a spark to my life.
How long will it last?
Its too good to be true,
Good things never last,
But somehow I feel hope and loved.
I never want to be lost again,
Holding so close to the one who saved me.
Never letting go.
Thank you for saving me.
The Hardest Thing To Find
The crash of lightning rips a hole,
A hole thorugh my head.
Spewing forth the knowledge of nothing,
Except what is to be like to gain everything,
And loose nothing.
Nothing to loose and everything to gain,
Being alone isn't fun in this world.
The greatest things are free,
Yet the hardest to get.
Your friendship is all I need.
Although true friendship is the hardest thing to find.
I've look so long for something true,
Its not easy to get things free.
Your love is all I need,
An all I'll ever need.
True love is the hardest thing to find,
Its far and deep with in the soul.
Why did it take so long to find,
Everything to make me happy?
It came so unexpected and gental.
To find what I have found and know,
Would never come again and is the hardest thing to find.
There was no help,
No guide,
No happiness,
It all just came.
The hardest thing free to find,
Came stumbling into my life.
A once in a life time freindship comes,
And only happens once.
A once in a life time love comes,
And only happens once.
I won't ever let it slip by,
I won't let it go,
Its all I have left,
Keeping me alive.
Here are some peoms that I DID NOT WRITE. They are some of the ones I like.
What Lips My Lips Have Kissed, and Where, and Why
I have forgotten my lips have kissed, and where and why,
I have forgotten, and what arms have lain
Under my head till morning; but the rain
Is full of ghosts tonight, that tap and sigh
Upon the glass and listen for reply,
And in my hear there stirs a quite pain
For unremembered lads that not again
Will turn to me at midnight with a cry.
Thus in the winter stands the lonely tree,
Nor knows what birds have vanished one by one,
Yet knows its boughs more silent than before:
I cannot say what loves have come and gone,
I only know that summer sang in me
A little while, that in me sings no more.
don't know the author :( but written in 1922
Don't know the title nor the author :(
Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer's lease hat all too short a date:
Sometimes too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimmed;
And every fair from fair sometime declines
By chance or nature's changing course untrimmed;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade,
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st;
Nor shall death brag thou wander'st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou grow'st:
So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.
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