Stripped of yellow,
our fading star is blue!
what hue will replace thee?
what of me will remain?
What lustral face will come
when the demons face their fate?
Only the moon will say,
whose back has yet to turn!
On the streets of decay,
an awful face replays;
mirrors cannot embrace
a heart made of lace,
whose words have effaced
these weary votes replaced.
Holes of despair
have opened our souls;
what once was grace
is time ... continue reading
Heart at play;
gambolled away
to beseech the day
where we shall stay!
On petal dreams,
we lay in silence; a blissful stream
did bring us thirst,
yet not the first,
as home flailed away with the wind.
Heart at play;
betroved away
to ... continue reading
Fear me not,
as I am me, and you are thee,
as heart separates to echos of three;
heart, a fickle thing,
clings to hope it's yet to grasp;
mind, a backseat,
begins again and hopes to last;
soul, a wayward thing,
begets the toll the lover cast.
Fear me not, ... continue reading
Slay the dragon,
flail thy sword, strike his heart;
where doth thou reveal the reins?
what of fire that consumes thy mind?
dawn still catches the eye of fame!
Merriment conveyed,
wasting away, in silent days;
noon fractured from violent plays!
Slay the ... continue reading
Hollow stone,
left alone;
bones broken
by eggshell words.
Hollow stone,
beating tones;
known faces
through every bird.
Hollow stone,
vacant thrown;
sewn rivers
to hopeful thirds.
Hollow stone,
left alone ...
Raindrops on strawberry seeds;
a mother catches all that she needs,
as summers hand prevails with greed;
what of winters heart believes?
Flailing leaves in summers bind;
a mother clutches all that she finds,
as foliage creeps into every line;
what of spring shall lead ... continue reading
I.
Upon the wildest landscapes,
my heart did flail around;
fractured skies did split the eyes,
as nowhere could I be found.
Honeybees play in rivers of roses,
and where their hearts rest?
nobody knows.
Fallen boughs cover the knolls
where arrows aim ... continue reading
Death, the sharpest knife;
in brilliance, it defines us.
Venerated, so many a night,
yet leaning from my sight,
its silent veil flails around
this heart of wasted time.
Morn catches a hopeful sun
the moon has yet to forgive;
what of it? what of me?
The ... continue reading
I am blue,
as are you.
I am red,
full of dread.
I am yellow,
a naughty fellow.
I am green,
so unseen.
I am white,
full of fight.
I am black,
my way back.
I am blue,
as are you.
I am pink,
where's the ink?
I am grey, ... continue reading
Leverage loses love
over onion oceans of old!
Faster failing fallacies
assemble as an apple,
whose whole world withers;
begat by beautiful bites.
Winters weather worries
as another angel ascends;
each ember echoes excuses,
yet yesterday yields
restless ... continue reading
There was a part of me that loved you,
there was a part that died; as suddenly
as you came, my heart did part the blood,
and through the path, I walked,
with no rhythm, and no sight,
as the walls came crashing down;
that part of me still loves you ...
Existence is alone,
therein lies the power;
life, a fickle thing, shuns
this waking hour.
Glory of omnipotence
leaves you and I alone;
no further dream is needed,
as existence will have grown.
What of love and family?
will peace cast a stone?
father, ... continue reading
There's a silence in fire,
an aching of hunger;
a future so opaque
these walls will all but dream.
Pining for the moon,
yearning for twilight;
a journey so unknown
the calls will all but scream.
There's a silence in fire,
a distance in the steps;
a ... continue reading