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Broken Wingz With broken wings, I take flight In this world of black and white Lost in time, lost in space The clock laughing in my face With these eyes that cannot see From these chains, my soul breaks free In this world of sin and lust All these faces I cannot trust There is no heaven, there is no hell i speak the truth I shouldn't tell With broken wings, my heart will break With such power, thier souls I take In this world of dust and blood "He" wont drown us with a flood Against this evil, we cannot win In this black fire, we burn for sin We dance within the burning flame For this demons, we cannot tame Answer to the Dark Lord's call With broken wings, from the sky i fall... |
| Dream Lover I dreamt last night Of a man's embrace Of his arms, his hands, His beloved face. Of his soft, sweet lips As they whispered to me Of sensuous kisses And old memories. I dreamt of his skin, So silky, so right And his quickening breath On a warm summer's night. In our hearts there was love In our souls there was joy, As we soared upon wings That none could destroy. But all too soon Fate stole him away As the waves pulled him under One hot summer's day. All the joy left my heart And a pain filled my soul 'Til my dream became empty And I less than whole. And then I awoke From that heartbreaking sleep But still the pain lingered; Like a knife wound, so deep... For 'twas not just a dream As I of all know, But a bitter-sweet mem'ry Of so long ago. |
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Fallen Angel The fallen angel smashed her head against the floor, Stood up and screamed, "I can't do this anymore" So she cried and tried so hard to find salvation in her life, But all she acquired was a flooded dark light That beat with the drums in a magical dance, Unraveling a new way of thinking that she would give a chance. And somebody else to guide her the way Would be the one to catch her when she fell again the next day. The fallen angel, knocked from stakes so high, Looked down at her broken life and started to cry. She ran and ran, but didn't get far, But running doesn't do much for bleeding scars. She stopped with a bang inside her mind, Looking so hard for something she never again will find. And fell to the ground, from height so low, Searching for knowledge that she never will know. A million fallen angels litter the ground, Bodies lay slain for miles around. To some, it's a tragedy, but those who remain, Are the lucky angels who fell, but broke the chains. And the angels still to tumble from everything they hate, Are doomed to hate the ground they hit, realizing much too late. So fall and fall, but remember that things will always change, And with one smack against the pavement, your life can rearrange. |
| The Hypocracy of Dependency The hypocracy Is to realize it's happening. It slows you down While life passes you by. And dependencies aren't even an issue anymore. Hypocracy at its best, it always gets me At the most unexpected time. And I realize I'm wrong, not in thought, but in truth, Still there's nothing I can do. So, depend on me, Dependency. One last time down the falls. And if you're weak, join the club. Brick by brick, we build the walls. And nothing else matters, what else do I have? besides this truth, this lie, that I've always denied. I can open my eyes, And I know now, that lying to myself is different than the world. And if I keep saying it, Then maybe it will come true. What else do I have besides you, dependency? Is this not what I've always denied? Just another ideal I've lost along the way. Just goes to show how hard I try. Everything I've hated, held away by its bitter end, comes back, shows me its seductive grin, kills me with kindness, like I always said it never would. Entangled in the web, Strangled beyond dead, What have I got to lose? Free falling through life, looking for that ever-sought-after solid ground, dependency, that so many but me have found. So I depend on this, to get me through, because what else have I got to lean on? And days go by, so monotonously, like night is the rewind, for everything old to come. To get through, I depend on you, Dependency. my solid ground, my crutch to lean on, And time after time I tell myself that this wasn't what I believed last year, but, come on now, We all have a little hypocracy in our blood. |
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Bathed in Misery I sit alone and I cry What is wrong with me All I want to do is die I can't find the strength And I often wonder why I scream out loud inside No one could ever know This pain that I hide All of those lonely nights I have sat in the dark and cried Please let me be I need to be alone I do not wish to be seen Leave me here in the dark To bathe in misery |
| A Moment of Hope Within this twilight world Lies emptiness and hate I seek an epic journey So that I might escape Far away from this reality To a world of ignorant bliss I come from pain and torment To embrace salvation's kiss I welcome a moment of hope As short as it may be But the hope always fades And I am left empty |
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