Poetry

POETRY

0194

seeing your name is just like a hug,
but you usually are sarcastic and smug,
then i say some words to lighten your day,
your replies to me feel like 'go away'
i be all happy and giggling at first,
your eyes stare back at me like being cursed,
a question i dare never ask you straight,
as being at this point is without your hate,
never pointing out a personality flaw,
to not mention anything more,
i remain silently by your side,
as behind your shadow i will hide,
my affection is yours but feels like lust,
eventually i feel it will lead to no trust,
now from below i just see a boob and a chin,
as the feeling fades of ever me seeing within.

Natures Pond

big boots flower walks down the dirt track,
coming to a pond all dull and black,
she places a seed into the ground,
then comes a rumbling shaking sound,
sprouting a vine that drinks up the pond,
turning the water clear like waving a wand,
she continues down and over a bridge of wood,
seeing down below she did not do good,
the little fish were happy with the dark,
now they are visible to the big hungry shark,
she takes her basket and rescues the fish,
taking them to another pond and making a wish,
setting free the small happy fish that swim,
as the sunsets and the lights begin to dim.

Sacrificial Altar of Blood

the blood flowed down the altar stone,
as the master cut through the rib bone,
pulling out the heart as it still beats hard,
while the mother of the victim is held by a guard,
looking at her son with his face turned blank,
with his life fading away into unconsciousness he sank,
watching as the blood streams down the masters wrist,
crushing the heart with his angered powerful fist,
turning to see the mother is next to be taken,
the clouds spin as the gods now awaken,
forming a face of anger looking down at the master,
the shock in his face not realizing the disaster,
as the mother escapes while they all look in amaze,
the master and his men are taken apart several ways,
she doesn't look back as they all in pain scream,
as her son is brought back to life as if a dream.

0188

she is a heart the beats to bring me back in line,
as the anger fades to the calming waters of feeling fine,
her art is curved in brushes of sweetness to my eyes,
blankets of golden silk rippled through the skies,
with softness on the pillow to dream of being more,
dancing on the clouds in circles never feeling sore,
if she lets go of me will i fall into the depths of hell,
where the evil in the darkness waits for when i fell,
reach out and hold on tight with grip slipping away,
as i wake to fear losing it each and every day.

Secrets Told

I am the told the secrets that no other was told,
trusted in the confidence to keep and to hold,
knowing both sides of each individual story,
if i was to tell one favored side to give glory,
but instead i just watch and understand the pain,
giving other things with nothing expected to gain,
buried deep within are the treasures of your tears,
but that's ok i will hold them until the sadness disappears.

Flight of Friendship

no gift of this world could thank you enough,
through the damages of friendship road getting rough,
reaching across to hold your hand while taking a chance,
together we braced it over the edge to enhance,
wind passes and flows by in spinning circles between,
as only you are the person who's shoulder i would lean,
falling down fast as only our friendship can save,
joining hands with stare in the eyes just before the wave,
the car now flies across the beach and over the surf,
because our friendship strong and so full of worth.

0191

oh little baby vampire, how you don't age,
sweet little baby vampire, so full of rage,
drink the life from your mother,
forever and never another,
oh sweet baby vampire, never grows,
as forever the yellow jaundice shows,
oh pale baby vampire, with little hands,
with never enough strength he demands,
blood drinking baby, eternally young,
oh vampire baby, your song has been sung.

Keeper of Treasures

sleeping dragon of solid rock,
holding the gates with arms to lock,
trespass beyond the thieves sneak,
as the dragons eye opens to peek,
veins within pulse to warm the blood,
as they push moisture turning rock to mud,
releasing the gate to follow the three,
venturing further beyond the great tree,
taking the treasures the shine,
as the dragons angers combine,
'thieves beware of stealing my gold'
a coming sound of a voice so old,
the thieves take their words to draw,
as the dragon shows one long claw,
revealing himself to the thieves that run,
as he places the treasure back one by one.

0187

when the smile of your face brightens up my life,
with a touch on your skin being a loving wife,
someone to hold and have forever in my arms,
special in these moments of ever caring charms,
remember each moment we share together in embrace,
to each minute with them put a smile on her face,
say the words with meaning and feeling with care,
you should also give a wanting special stare,
love each other until all else fades away,
her love will be your fuel for each coming day.

0185

I love all my friends especially when getting along.
I hate sex trolls coming while trying to listen to a song.
I love my groups of sharing moments at a club,
I hate the bumping mothnoobs that constantly rub,
I love the jokes we say and lame flirting we do,
I hate the shit that flows in a river pulsing poo,
I love the scenery made by people i know,
I hate the sadness i see that made some of my friends go.

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