The Pebble Poem Collection

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Pebble Poem Collection Intermediate

As suggested by Varun, I will put all my poems into this thread. I will update the main page with each writing. In order to keep feedback in line, I will continue to make specific threads for specific writings if they are considered 'exceptional'.

Current Poem Count: 230
Word Count: Roughly 36,648 (including titles)
Characters (no spaces): 153,848
With Spaces: 184,664


Lets begin:

Words come and go,
Just as the spring,
But the words and their meanings
Can last eternity

You speak of love
And of hate, the same
Yet you shut out hope
as an outdated grace

When you were young
You had dreams to be great
But the forge of life
Has caused them to fade

Now you are getting older
And wiser, some might say
But your life has lost its purpose
Making this your last day

You pull through a bit longer
Hoping to last the night
But near the break of dawn
You begin to lose the fight

When the clock hit twelve
You couldn't even stand
And facing the mirror, you bled
And cried with gun in hand

Tomorrow's always a mystery,
When today hides its face
And the world feels so empty,
When you run from its embrace

The echoes are always quiet,
When your voice refuses to sound,
And the world becomes chaotic,
When the caves become too loud

Your mirror becomes a martyr,
When you don't love your life,
And the world creeps around the corner,
Keeping your heart held back by knife

Tomorrow becomes apparent,
When today becomes your last,
And the world fades into darkness,
When your life becomes the past

With every step I take,
I move back five,
So scared, so cautious
With you on my mind

I don't want this to break,
This friendship we now have,
But I want so much more,
But am scared you won't see that

Every time I try and tell you,
Just how I feel,
Life rears its roaring head,
Why is it always so loud?

Am I sworn to secrecy,
By my own love of now,
Will you ever know,
Will my courage ever be found?

Four years I've known you,
Three I have cared,
Two of which I loved,
One of which I feared.

Give me a sign,
Your cryptic message can't be read
Show me that you care
And tell me you're still there

We began in a flash, a bright light, like a star.
We made our first appearance in this dance, this art.
I took your dark hand, stepped back and took a bow,
And we began to dance to the music's wondrous sound

At the start we looked odd, fumbling and stumbling across the floor.
But we stayed together and danced. Why? Oh, whatever for.
We put on our shoes and danced - making taps to the drums -
Clicking our heels in admiration of the light that made us one.

Silently mapping our movements, strutting across the stage.
Mirroring the true perfect one in this tap-dancing grace.
Don't fall, do not trip or stumble. I am but a shade of strength,
But I will pick you up in love. I just want you to stay.

The light grew brighter, and I saw you start to fade.
I felt myself leaving as well, I just wanted to dance today.
Hide from the light! Run from it's gleaming gaze.
Just stay here with me and dance the night away

The light that gave us our birth, the one that infused our soul,
Ate away at our dancing until we could dance no more.
Our shades dripped darkness from the steps we both took.
We bled from our souls, something no one could bear to look

We wanted to run, to escape, but instead we chose to dance,
Even into our deaths we stayed, looking at each other, in trance
We chose unified death over living separation,
For without this beautiful dance our death has no consolation

We were tap-dancing shadows masquerading in humanity,
Silently, secretly dancing til the light ceased us to be.
We are but tap-dancing shadows hiding from the sun
Making our silent mark on the world until we are finally gone.

Writers block, Writers block,
Always on my mind
Cannot sleep, Cannot think
And definitely cannot rhyme

Your presence is a mystery
I no longer write at will
You last for days, even weeks
With my pen remaining still

You make the paper laugh at me
There's little I can do
I try to run, I try to flee
But I cannot hide from you

Oh Writers Block, Writers Block
I'm praying you will end
Always present, Always watching
The paper's only friend

Life is like a riddle
Who's mystery cannot be solved
A question without answer
A lyric without song

It begins so loudly
With reaching for the light
Yet soon becomes soothing
Gaining peace through the night

Years go by,
And you think you've learned it all
But its still only the beginning
Just having learned how to crawl

Then the pace quickens,
And days begin to fly,
And before you have time to blink,
years have passed you by

Near the end of life,
As you draw your last breath,
You tell me words of wisdom
And seal it with your death

Death is like a riddle,
Who's mystery no man can solve
A question without answer
A quiet, somber song

Through every mountain, through any sea,
You never released your grip on me
No matter the question, or trial faced,
You only loved, and showed me grace

My eyes are open, but Im always on my knees,
I've prayed so hard, yet I'm struggling to believe,
Then you come close and whisper, softly in my ear,
Don't worry child, I will always be here

In my years past, both near and far,
I've tried to run from you, and who you are,
Though I struggled, and though I fought
You held me tight, and said I'm bought

My eyes are open, but Im always on my knees,
I've prayed so hard, yet I'm struggling to believe,
Then you come close and whisper, softly in my ear,
Don't worry child, I will always be here

I cry out, oh I believe
You never stopped, stopped loving me
So tear me down, then build me up,
Make me weak, you are enough

My heart is open, and my head held up high,
You heard my prayers, even in the darkest night,
And you stayed close and whispered still,
With my death you are fulfilled

Before me stands a wind,
Against me, it's force blows me back,
Every step forward is a fight,
To fall back, I'd rather die

The farther I push forward,
The harder these winds blow,
The progress that I have made,
Is a triumph I will never trade

I can see the end of my journey,
It stands in the distance clear,
The city shines as bright as the sun,
With a king so perfect with his son

Still I am pressing forward,
And every step I take I fight,
But I now know my path is true,
And that one day I will finally see you

I should of seen this coming
A thousand miles away
Your voice, always wandering
A window into beauty, every day

I should have heard you coming
A minute from my heart
Your eyes so beautiful,
Captured me from the start

I should have seen you looking
For your place next to me
Your touch, so tenderly
Makes my heart bleed

I should have heard you crying
A moment in the past
Your life, so effectively
I just wish we could last

Eight days before tomorrow,
I walked up to your side
I asked how you were,
You smiled and said 'alright'
I took your word,
Went away and let you be
While you were dying inside.

Seven days before tomorrow,
You walked by in the hall,
I gave you a smile,
As you glanced back at me
I knew you weren't okay,
Something wasn’t right,
But I just let you be

Six days before tomorrow,
You sat next to me that day
Your voice was quiet,
Remaining nearly silent,
Didn't eat a thing on your plate.
Even though I asked several times,
You said you just weren't hungry

Five days before tomorrow,
I saw you running up to me
Your eyes looked like glass,
Red at the sides.
Your was face tattered black,
By the bruises of your own admission

Four day before tomorrow,
I saw your head wrapped in your arms
I thought you were asleep,
But you were waiting for someone,
Someone to see if you were alright
No one ever came, you left at the bell
With tear stains on your sleeves

Three days before tomorrow,
I saw you leaning against the wall,
You got up and left,
But that wasn't all.
Up on your sleeve, right in the middle
A stain of red seeped through,
From the lashes you gave the night before

Two days before tomorrow,
My phone ringed to your line,
The hour was late, running at 10:57
And I was too busy to listen,
I moved it back to silent
I didn't want to waste my time,
But now I see that I wouldn't

One day before tomorrow,
I didn't see you that day
It was quiet 'round town,
No one knew what to say.
You handed in your resignation,
With a scribbled letter and a bullet,
Marked dead at 10:58

Have you seen me here,
Standing

Have you seen me,
Crying

Have you heard me,
Screaming

Have you heard me,
Dying

Have you missed me?

I can't stand,
I can't even cry,
My screams are silent,
Moments wasted, all to die

Have you seen me here,
Falling on my knees

Have you seen me,
Bleeding in my heart

Have you heard me,
Speaking from my soul

Have you heard me,
Dying forever slowly

Have you forgotten me?

I'm always falling,
My heart's been begged to bleed
My soul, lost the words to say
I am dying, forever slowly

Have you felt me here,
Running

Have you felt me,
Loving

Have you felt me,
Trying

Do you feel me,
Forever dying

I'm always running,
I can't stand, I hate who I am,
But I'm falling short,
In this life, this scam

I'm pushing to love,
But tears have scarred my soul
I feel something deep inside,
But I'm bleeding, I know

I'm trying to survive,
Trying to scream out in pain,
While speaking out my mind,
But this is all in vain

I am forever dying,
Slowly deep down inside,
The days I have left is uncertain,
In this forever dying life

I don't hear your voice
The calm, soothing sound,
I miss it in my heart,
Every moment we are apart.

The world all surrounding,
Has hidden your face from sight,
I can't remember it's beauty,
It is but a faded memory.

I no longer feel your touch,
We've put this distance between us.
I am numbed to its joy,
Something not even a kiss could employ

A silence in a forest,
Or a veil on wedding's day,
Even being numb to the core,
I will still love you, forevermore

I see you off in the distance, in a world I know I cannot reach,
I dream of flying off to meet you, to see you face to face,
But this chasm between us, this great and awe inspiring divide,
Serves its purpose well, by making it impossible to see you tonight

You soar up high above me, high above my simple paths,
I am like a useless creature, compared to your glorious beauty,
I take out my looking glass, to get a better gaze of you,
But you radiate so brightly, it is of so little use

So I will wait year upon year, to see if you and I will meet,
Whether I fly up to you, or you come down to me,
But if and when we do meet, I doubt I'll know what to say,
Even though I write it down every single day

Three years passed, from the place I spoke before,
Little has happened here, but change is in the air,
I see you coming down to see me, coming down from home,
You say hello and greet me, and I no longer feel alone

As we spent the day together, you showed me how to dream,
My once dreary life began to breathe in and out again,
You began to show me the stars and described the way they shine,
All the while I was dreaming, wishing you were mine

You said you'd have to go, but that you'd come back the next day,
I watched you fly back into the sky, as I smiled and said goodbye
I finally went to bed, but I found there was no sleep,
I continued my thoughts of you, and how you made me weak

I waited till the next day, and cautiously watched the skies,
I sat where we had said farewell, but you, I could not find
The day turned to night, and in your stead the moon said hello,
But even the moon's beauty, your absence hurt more than you know

When I went to bed, sleep eluded me just as before,
But I found a way to find my rest, but I wish it was not so,
I discovered that if I cried, I would dream once again
But those dreams were not pleasant, but rather filled with pain

The next day I returned, hoping you'd do the same,
And much to my delight, I saw you come to greet me
You said hello and apologized for the day before,
That is was not your fault, you were kept behind locked doors

I asked if you wanted to go across the mountain,
To take a trip along the beautiful sea
But you shook your head to tell me no,
I was curious as to why, and said I didn't want to know

I persisted in my asking, and you finally gave in and said,
I am in love with someone else, and now I must go,
You fled back to your homestead, the place in the stars,
There I was below, holding my shattered heart

You escaped my grasp, just as I always knew you would,
But even through this rejection, I will love you still,
I cannot blame you, for not seeing me in your love's light
Because there's someone else aligned in the stars that you see at night

We began in a flash,
A bright light, like a star
We made our first appearance,
In this dance, this art

I took your shadowed hand,
Stepped back and took a bow,
And we began to dance,
To the music's wondrous sound

At the start we looked odd,
Fumbling and stumbling across the floor
But we stayed together and danced,
Why? Oh, whatever for.

We put on our shoes and danced,
Making taps to the drums
Clicking our heels in admiration
Of the light that made us one

The light grew brighter,
And I saw you start to fade,
I felt myself leaving as well,
I just wanted to dance today

The light that gave us our birth,
The one that infused our soul,
Ate away at our dancing
Until we could dance no more

We're tap-dancing shadows
Masquerading in humanity,
Silently, secretly dancing
To our heart's beating drum

Hide from the light,
Run from it's gleaming gaze.
Just stay here with me
And dance the night away

Silently mapping our movements
Strutting across the stage
Mirroring the true perfect one
In this tap-dancing grace

Don't fall, do not trip or stumble,
I am but a shade of strength,
But I will pick you up in love,
I just want you to stay

We are but tap-dancing shadows,
Hiding from the sun
Making our silent mark on the world
Until we are finally gone

I write not of a man,
Nor of a beast some may say.
I tell you of a friend,
That loves me everyday.

His face is simple,
Scrunched up as can be
But as cute as a button,
as any man can see

He is a simple friend,
And doesn’t wish for much
All he needs is my love
Waiting for my touch

He waits at the door,
for when I come home
He wags his tail in excitement
His mouth fills with foam

I kneel down,
to show him I care,
He barks in enjoyment,
And gives a loving stare

He and I are friends to death,
I would say,
But I found it to be much more,
When it was his last day

My dearest friend,
It has been a good 10 years,
But your life is at an end.

The doctor says you are sick,
And too weak to go on,
I made you proud,
and argued you were so strong

But then I looked at your eyes,
And saw the love that you had.
I thought of me being alone,
And your eyes were so sad

You pressed on,
through both life and death.
Braver than any man
Braver than me at my best

I hid my face,
as a tear slipped away
I lost my friend,
My best friend that day

I dug him a grave,
it rests in the back,
so that everytime I see it,
I remember our past.

No, I write of no man at all,
Nor of a beast some may say,
But of my dog, my friend
That loved me everyday

The quiet stirs,
It echoes deep within
Its silence is loud
And I know it will never end

I scream out,
To try and cure its rage
But no matter how loud I am
No noise is ever made

I try to cry,
But the tears have left my soul
I am but a quiet man in sorrow
But no man will ever know

So let the quiet stir
Have it never leave
Let the silence manifest and roar
For I shall never let it end

Is that your reflection?
Can I come and see?
It looks so familiar...
Like an old version of me

Your face looks the same
Just higher off the ground
Your shoulders are broader
And eyes the same golden brown

Can that truly be you?
I say it cannot be
You look too familiar,
It must be me

Do I not know my own face?
Have I changed who I am?
Am I so different from before
This disgrace I now see?

I don't hear your voice
The calm, soothing sound,
I miss it in my heart,
Every moment we are apart.

The world all surrounding,
Has hidden your face from sight,
I can't remember it's beauty,
It is but a faded memory.

I no longer feel your touch,
We've put this distance between us.
I am numbed to its joy,
Something not even a kiss could employ

A silence in a forest,
Or a veil on wedding's day,
Even being numb to the core,
I will still love you, forevermore

What do you do?
When your heart becomes broken?
Are you to piece it back together?
Grab some tape and glue and apply to the cracks?

Maybe I'm suppose to let it stay broken,
To let the heart heal itself?
Let the heart slowly wrap itself back over
and create a scar over the pain?

But what if my heart never heals?
If I am to remain broken and shattered,
Never to set foot across the line of love,
That I so desperately desire?

What if there are certain people,
That, instead of finding love,
Are here solely for the purpose to be rejected,
As to give credence to the definition?

What if in order for those accepted to feel accepted,
Must be encompassed by those whom society rejects?
Those which put their heart on the line only for it to die,
And for the world to crack and shatter it.

Would acceptance truly exist if not for rejection?
If rejection did not exist, would acceptance not fade,
Into something much different and callous?
Acceptance would simply become a set standard.

The special aspect of acceptance,
The very definition of intimacy, would be altered,
In order for some to be happy,
Some, if not most, must suffer in pain.

I suppose this reigns true throughout the world, no?
In order for their to be joy, there must be pain,
In order for there to be peace, there must be some chaos,
In order for there to be love, the must be an idea of hate.

While being rejected may not equate itself to hate,
It certainly does not equate itself to love.
If it is not an extreme, not one of the two,
Which is it, as it must be defined, correct?

What if rejection and acceptance,
In and of themselves, are emotions,
Or, if you're prefer, extensions of emotions
Extensions of one of two very powerful emotions

One emotion is love, of course,
But we are still at a loss to the second,
The alternate driving factor in rejection.
But something that is not hate

So, we must look at acceptance.
Acceptance is the product of love,
Or a baser function of the sort,
And this love takes form into acceptance

As rejection is the opposite of acceptance,
Or the absence of acceptance, rather,
Then rejection may also be defined,
As the very absence of acceptance's cause

Thus, rejection is defined as the absence of love,
Or the absence of a baser form of love.
Then we must define the name of absence of love,
Which is not hate, for it is not in this extreme.

Absence of love toward another,
In the sense of romantic love,
Means the lack of desire for intimacy,
The lack of desire for exposure with said person

In a sense of speaking, if you will,
Absence of love is solitude,
Thus, rejection is someone else pushing
Their desire for solitude onto you, and only you

This begs the question, though,
If everyone were to be rejected,
Would love still exist as it does now?
Or would it die just as it does in hearts of the currently rejected?

And if rejection were the set standard,
would it be considered rejection?
Would anyone feel denied love or unloved,
If love ceased to exist?

You don't know what I've seen,
What I've felt and what I've dreamed
It's like a shadow encased in glass,
Trying to fight everything

Pressing against the glass walls,
Trying to escape the crystal cage,
Seeing life revolve around me,
And realizing it and I could never be.

Growing steadily, silently screaming,
With the glass walls taking in the sound,
Of every heart beat's plea to be free
And echoing in reply with captivity

I see life's inner workings,
Whilst I remain in my glass cage
Watching the clocks and lives pass by,
Simply waiting for my time to die

The corners of the cage are cracked,
From me attempts to break the seam,
But these walls just won't budge,
I am forever captive, the world, my judge

I have begun to try and fall,
Tried to slip or stumble,
Maybe to start a new life someplace,
But each time I do, I remain in the same glass cage

What can break this fragile glass?
Does anything here have this power?
What could forge a life brand new?
Could it be me, or even you?

You walk past my glass cage,
Staring into my captive little life,
And then move of with your own,
Letting me die, quietly alone

All it would take is a stone,
A small rock, maybe even a pebble,
To break this broken life,
And trade love for all this strife

Until that day comes, however,
I must remain in this litle glass box,
Counting up the moments of resistance,
Until the shadow of death gloriously visits

This little glass box, more like a cage,
Letting me see the joy's of life,
What a cruelty this cage portrays,
Showing a love I cannot partake

In my shattered glass cage.

I try to walk,
But I fall every time,
I try to dance,
But Im to afraid to try

Won't you let me go,
Let me be free and fly,
Won't you set me off,
On the journey of my life

I'm tied to you,
Bound by soul and heart,
I'm bound to you,
To run, I can't start

I've tried to learn,
That we can never be,
I've tried to leave,
But your voice keeps calling

I don't know how I feel,
If this is love or not,
I don't feel my heart's beat,
To love you, I ought

Should I stay here,
Or do you want me gone,
I want to stay here,
But if I do, I can't go on

Give me a window to your world,
Let me see with your eyes
Give me glimpse of your view,
And what you see this time

I know you don't feel,
The same way I do,
But no matter the price,
I will always love you

I see my world through a filter,
Something that hides part or all.
I sometimes have glimpses of the whole,
Only for them to run back behind its wall.

What I can see now is beauty,
But I am forced to know there's more.
While uncertain if it is much darker,
I am assured there's much in store.

I often wonder what may lie beyond,
These walls that hide my view.
Only tales and rumors I have heard,
But I doubt these men have a clue.

Why these extra truths have been hidden,
That I may never find or deduce,
But it lets enough in for me to live,
So I suppose it has served its proper use.


Im swaying on a bridge,
A connector of two dreams
I must choose to cross,
Or decide to remain the same.

A very unstable bridge it is,
Worn from time and neglect
Its barely even passable,
Without falling and losing both

The ropes are unraveling,
These rails are useless,
No safety, no protection
One false step and I lose

Should I remain here,
In this safe haven I call home?
My dream would go away,
My love, no longer there each day

If I were to cross, to be brave,
To take the first step and follow through,
And continue on to success,
What could bar me then?

The path may be dangerous,
But the reward is too great
I've made my choice,
I will fail or fall

As I take the first step,
The beams break under my weight,
I try to hold on,
But I feel I'm falling

In the midst of my struggle,
I hold my dream in mind,
And it, and she, gives me the strength,
To climb and take a step again.

I've made it halfway,
Only to repeat the same distance.
But I looked back, back from where I came
I remembered the ease, the peace

I felt a gust a wind,
Blow across my back,
Pushing me forward, to the goal
I turned ahead and pressed on again

One more step to take,
I can see her face
Smiling so brightly,
On this perfect day

Up the spiral I go
As far as I can see
No one knows who I am
Nor of whom I seek

This spiral is my own
And is different to each man
But all must climb this tower
To find the master plan

Steadily I climb
These stairs which plague my soul
But for when I shall reach the end
I can never know

I reach for the light
To find the man I seek
But when I open the door,
All I see is me

I see you through these bars,
Like a cage around my soul.
I want to escape, to be free,
But I'm too afraid to try and go

The bars are made of glass,
I can break them at any time.
If only I wasn't so afraid,
If only I chose to fight

You walk past my cage,
Each and every day we speak,
Every time I see your face,
I dream of what we could be

One day, I say it in my heart,
I tell myself I will tell you,
Tell you just how I feel.
But do you feel this too?

A new day, you walk by again,
One hand grasping out the cage,
With the other holding back my mouth,
So I let you pass, yet another day

A week goes by, a month and then a year
But time can't relinquish this fear
My heart is too fragile for love,
Yet this hope is still here

I decide to take the jump,
And tell you how I feel,
To shatter this cage of my heart,
This heart that may never heal

I call you to the side,
In quiet secrecy, I require.
I begin to tell you my soul,
The pain is almost too much to bear

I spill everything I am,
And I tell you how I feel,
I put my heart on the line,
Finally open, I'm finally real

Walls 100 feet surround me
My own little world inside
In this little rut, I tread.
But we can call it life

Towers of shadow all above,
With my hopes locked up tight
On this deadly battlefield, I walk.
That I manage to call life

Blue skies speckled with clouds of grey
Mark the dreams that can’t be won
In this expansive world, I live.
A race that must be walked, not run.

A silhouette of a beauty,
Standing in the midst of the crowd,
On the ballroom floor, I dance
To a life worth living now.

A change is coming,
A raging river it shall be
Tearing down the walls of this rut,
Making life anew for me

With every step I take with you,
The towers crumble down,
My hopes and dreams come running,
To join this beautiful life I found

I've tired of fighting,
Of working against the world.
I've been worn thin,
From the trials of this life

I'm broken deep within,
From the wars I've fought.
I've given up on time,
Its healing, I can't find

They say I should press on,
To rise from the ashes and be reborn
They say I should fight
And take the darkness to light.

But my voice has faded,
From the power it once had.
My strength has already gone,
This battle cannot be won.

I've seen my walls fall,
To the ground they all went.
My hearts been stained,
Filled with hate and pain

Who am I to fight this,
To face the trials of this life?
Is this not what You wanted,
For me to suffer in silence?

I am but a fragile boy,
Just a shattered piece of glass,
Trapped inside a broken soul
Whose face I no longer know.

I've been told to let go,
To release my grasp on hate,
I've tried to listen and obey,
But hate's all I have left.

When I was younger,
I looked up to the sky and dreamed.
I saw the clouds soar,
I believed there was always more.

I believed I was unbreakable,
That the world would never win.
I had a joy that couldn't gray,
No matter how dark the day.

When did that end,
How did it fall away?
How does the joy that never dies,
Simply escape in the night?

I've seen the pain filled world,
Noted the lives it daily claims.
I've stared into the lives,
Of those who wished to die.

They told me a phrase,
A platitude, if you will.
They said that the trial only ever wins,
If you let it steal your smile.

Today we begin, bright with cheer,
And dress the tree and deck the halls,
Its the splendid time of year,
Where winter is born from fall

And on that day, 25th it be,
Red and green spread galore,
All the kids fast asleep
To see what Santa has in store

Up and early, they storm the room
Waking everyone, they cheer and scream
To discover what was left by Santa, or so they presume
And smile with delight, they received their dream

They kids finish their day,
With the joy present from the start,
With good fun and play,
And family at heart

Loud whispers, Quiet screams
Tiny voices, All surround me
Blackened colors, Bright nights,
Darkness, Is all that I see

Flowing oceans, Static streams
Washes of water, All surround me
Voiceless thunder, Crying sky
Is all that's left to see

Look around, all that you see
What do you hear, is it silence
Is it me?
Listen up, all that you hear
What do you see, is it bright
Is it fear?

Opened eyes, None can see
Praying hands, All surround me
Hope filled wonder, Deadly cries
Silence, All for my mind

Loving faces, Hateful eyes
Trembling tears, All surround me
Faceless Beauty, Blood stained lies
Lifeless dreams, Is all I will see

Look around you. Do you now see?
The quiet world, screaming to breathe,
All the children, crying to dream,
The opened eyes refusing to see?
With lifeless dreams, refusing to be.

Every night I can't sleep,
Waiting to see your eyes,
Every morning I miss you,
and die a bit inside

Then your face comes back around,
And your eyes meet mine,
I put my hand into a wave,
And you whisper 'hi'

We go through our day,
Having each in mind,
Dreading the very moment,
Where me must say goodbye

I wait for each night,
Wishing you were there,
And count moments til morning,
To begin the cycle again

Absent heart, where have you gone?
Why have you forsaken me, oh kindred soul?
Life more abundantly, why have you run?
Joy, love and peace...what have I done?

Every step I take is simply silent,
As if my body is no longer here,
I'm waiting for the taps of my feet to hit the floor,
But this shattered heart can hear...no more

Why hast love forsaken me,
Left me here to rot?
Was it I that abandoned you?
Oh, love, whatever did I do?

Did I turn my back to your call,
Maybe silence your wise words?
Or did you leave arbitrarily,
Oh Love, please remember me.

The pieces are much too small
Scattered and thrown across the world
A shattered heart, I cannot repair.
And a pain in my soul, I no longer wish to bear

Hear me, oh Love, quietest of your kin,
Listen to my weak, patient voice.
Should you wish to return, to see my face,
My heart is now broken, you have not a place

Posted is a sign of vacancy,
Not for of love, you see, but of hate.
Hate needs not a heart for a room,
Only a mind for it to consume

Why is this love taunting me?
Why is it so cruel?
Tell my why its so painful,
To tell you how I feel

This love is like an evil game,
Using doubt as it's tool
I wish you could know,
But this love is much to cruel

You tell me I'm small,
Too small to carry this burden
You say I'm not strong enough
To be the one you need

How can you say I'm small,
With a heart so open and wide
How am I not strong enough,
When I carry the world on my mind

You spread whispers of rumors,
Saying how I can't be loved
You speak my world into chaos
Without any just cause

If I am truly unloved,
Then why do people say they care?
If my world is in chaos,
Then why does life stay here

You say I'm worthless,
As valuable as a grain of sand
You tell me I'm unworthy,
Too unworthy to take a breath

Have I lost my worth?
Worth less than these tears I cry?
Am I actually unworthy?
Should I just slowly die?

In the world of my mistakes,
there's a penance that can't be paid
In the realm of my regret,
this guilt just won't relent

There's a hollow world,
knocking at the surface
There's a beating heart,
breaking just to find it

When my world falls down,
and darkness closes in around me
When the light goes out,
I cry for you to save me

There's a still small voice,
whispering in the dark
There's a bleeding heart,
breaking just to find it.

Woe to those who live,
Those who wail with breath,
They know not the joy one finds,
After feeling the kiss of death

Take my hand,
Let us fly
Take a stand,
And believe tonight

Up up and away,
Soar up above,
Trust me and stay,
Accept me in love

Faith keeps us afloat,
Singing the bird's song,
Joyful in every note
Flying all day long

Don't let doubt flow,
Keep it at mind's bay,
It belongs far below,
I don't want you to fade

Fear is a weakness,
And with it, doubt,
A temporary sickness
In which we all fight and bout

I can feel your heart,
The pain you hold deep down,
Trying to hide it from the start,
But now, you see, it's found

The clouds hear your cry,
Tearing down their cheer,
And no more can you fly,
Because of your sadness, doubt and fear

You had the world in hand,
The skies at your call,
But you thew it all away,
Even though you had it all

You saw the beauty,
But denied its power,
With negativity you fell,
Wilted like a dying flower

Now we fly above you,
Few as we may be,
But we soar up on high,
Beyond what you could dream

Oh precious fallen angel,
How does it feel?
To be torn from flight,
And humbled to a kneel?

Was the pessimism worth it,
Worth this pain and death?
Instead, wouldn't you admit,
Be denied of love, bereft?

To all of you still flying,
Listen close to my voice,
Whether you are living or dying,
Is all in your mind's choice

You may choose life,
To choose to soar with pride,
Or you may choose pain and strife,
And become forever dead inside.

When will it rain?
When can my tears be masked
By that which God sends?
The tears from the sky.

Every drop is like thunder,
Every gasp, the greatest shock
When will it rain?
When can I mask this pain?

I've held it in too long,
I can't be seen like this,
But I'm not this strong
I need the rain.

The clouds are always with me,
Even with the sun's shine
The storm is always raging
Ruling in my mind

Is it so that you feel superior?
That you can rise above?
Or is it much simpler than that?
I don't understand, I wont understand
I refuse to accept that you think you are above us
That you think you are more than me.

You claim the sky is your limit,
but in-fact, you have limited yourself
We have no limits, as none have been set
We can do anything we set our minds to
But you, you have made it so that there are things impossible
And now, you will contemplate whether or not it is in your bounds
Of this sky you so claim to fly to

You can have this talk, have this “way” about yourself
But you are no different, we are all the same
Does a side of a coin think itself superior to the other
Simply because one side has a face and is different?
No, it doesn't. That side has the same value and purpose as the other
You are merely part of a collective whole

So tell me why you wish to fly?
It is only limiting what you are capable of, isn't it?
Or am I missing something? Are these limits your security?
Is it that without your limits, you cease to feel purpose?
That without reaching your limits, you have made no progress?

Then you are wrong.
Progress is not and cannot be measured by reaching one's limits
Not even by surpassing them
Progress is surpassing the limits in which others believe you have
You have set the limit for yourself to be the sky
But I have set your limits higher
Your potential exceeds your wildest dreams,
Yet you refuse to accept it

I crafted you into who you are
I molded you into who you were
I gave your direction for who you would be
Call me what you wish,
Whether it be God, mother, father, brother, sister
I am all of them, for I want to see this progress
But these limits you have set, do not allow this

So do not fly. Do not dream of flying
Because once you have flown too high,
You will doubt you can go higher
While you should have aspirations and goals
Do not limit yourself by them

So what is your answer, my friend?
Why do you wish to fly?
Is it so you feel superior?
To give your life meaning or direction?
There isn't simply one right or wrong answer,
But there is your answer,
Which is all that matters to me.

Why do you fly?
Do you not realize what that does
To reach out and touch the sky
And claim you rose above?

You say you are so great,
Big and tall and strong
But with this dream, you have weakened
And your life is a hollow song

For now we are greater than you
Oh flier of skies,
For we have no limits,
Other than our minds

With this dream you hold,
You will question every choice
Contemplating its probability
While silencing your voice

You may talk how you wish,
And act how you may,
But you are no different,
No matter what words you can say

Does one side of a coin
Think itself better than the other?
No, for the coins are equal,
In both purpose and of measure

So tell me why you wish to fly?
It is only limiting what you do.
Or am I blind to something greater?
Something more than me or you

Is this dream your security?
That without these limits,
You no longer feel a purpose
And your progress begins to cease?

Then you are mistaken,
And have measured your life all wrong.
Your dreams are only guides
But these limits blur the lines

Progress is not measured by reaching your limits
And surpassing them has no effect
For once you pass your limits,
What will be your purpose then?

Surpassing yourself is moot,
And results in a hollow fade
but surpassing limits placed by others
Is how progress shall be made

You have limited yourself to the sky,
But I have your limits higher
Your potential exceeds your wildest dreams
Yet you think it is an impossible feat

I saw you grow,
And I crafted who you are.
I molded you into who you were
And tried to guide you for who you'd be

You can call me what you wish
I go by many names,
Whether it be God, mother, father, brother or sister
I am all of them, can't you see?

We are all the same, in a sense
As we want to see you grow
But these limits you have set,
Deny your predestined glow

So do not fly,
Do not even dream of it,
Because once you fly too high
You will doubt you can go higher

So, what is your answer, my friend?
Why do you wish to fly?
Is it so you feel a purpose?
A way to live before you die?

There is not a single answer
One being right or wrong,
But there is your answer,
Which is all that matters to me.

The pain is hidden
As if it wasn't there
it eats at me within
I wish it would end tonight

Fear grips me
that I might let it out
It consumes me
but it all changes now

In this

Masquerade
Don't hide your face from me
Masquerade
This mask is its own captivity
Masquerade
and there's nothing to set me free

I have this love
burrowed down inside
It shines through
but only in the night

I try to let it go
but regret holds me back
It consumes me
but I'm changing it once and for all

In this

Masquerade
Don't hide your face from me
Masquerade
This mask is its own captivity
Masquerade
and there's nothing to set me free

So let the mask fade away
and begin your new day
Let the mask fade away
and show the world your true face

Away from the

Masquerade
I wont hide my face
Masquerade
Im no longer its slave
Masquerade
I have been set free

from the

Masquerade

Everyday I'm faced with a decision,
A battle between right and wrong.
But is this wrong?
Can it be wrong to feel for someone you can never have?
Is it wrong to love someone, even at all?
If it is wrong, then why love?
If it is wrong, then why have the emotion exist.
No, it can't be wrong...but can it be fair?
If I'm constantly turning in the night telling myself it can be
Only to wake up the next and be told it isn't,
Told that friendship is where the line is drawn,
Is it fair for me to advance,
Knowing full well it can tear the friendship apart?

It can't be wrong, but it certainly isn't right.
So what is it? Is it neutral?
How could anything this complex ever be neutral?
Something so beautiful as this, with such an ugly alternative,
Can it truly cancel each other out in equal opposition?
If it does, then it is no longer a question of fairness,
Nor one of right or wrong.

I am faced with a new question entirely.
One that is equally important but infinitely more sinister.
One capable of driving mad even the strongest of minds...
It is one of risk versus benefit.
In my grasp is one of four worlds,
Only one of which I control
I can choose not to speak, not to tell you how each day I die inside
How I'm crying every time you turn your face and walk away.
I can choose to bottle up my emotions
I can choose this friendship we have over that which I desire so much more
and choose to only express them through hollow words scrawled across a page.
I can choose to be silent, and be alone...be without you. I could.

I can choose to tell you. To tell you how every word you say I drink up like honey,
How every graceful pose you make is one that angels are jealous of,
How beauty itself manifested itself in you as a being.
But what if you choose to deny me? To deny the reciprocation of those feelings I have
Thus putting me in the exact state of my very first option,
Only this time the option of being friends can fade.
The very presence that you bring each day is important as breath and blood,
And if that were to go, the life I now have becomes hollow
One of bitter loneliness, of solitude and defiance toward love.
Only now with the knowing that despite my strongest wants and strongest feelings,
Nothing ever mattered. I can choose to speak,
Just as you can choose to deny. I could.

The third option is but one of consolation,
One where I express to you how I feel, and you simply say you don't.
You offer a friendship as some sort of consolation prize,
While the trophy, one of a relationship with you, is given out to someone else,
With me forced to sit back in the sidelines and watch helplessly and hopelessly,
Just as some other passerby lives the dreams I dreamed and the life I wanted.
To watch as everything I tried to build with you
just crumble and fade behind my own jealousy of love and hatred toward the other.
That isn't peace. That isn't love. That is torment. That is torture.
But I could choose to undergo this pain, just to see you. I could.

The fourth is the only beauty in this hideous monstrosity of a masterpiece
The fourth is the only one keeping hope alive in the middle of the night,
The fourth is...the fourth will forever be the one telling me that a reciprocated love is possible,
That despite my flaws and failures that someone out there would still choose me.
The fourth is one where we both enter a world where we both are open and free
The fourth we can be mutually accepted in a love only few have come to truly know.
I can choose this, we can choose this. We could.

All but one option brings peace. All but one.
Two of the remaining three give a consolation,
If you consider masked pain filled with love consolatory.
And then one. The last remaining one that gives my mind screams and horrors in the dead of night,
The one that brings tears across this page as I'm reading it,
Simply due to the very thought burning inside my blackened soul,
The very thought of being alone.

If I choose nothing, I lose.
If I choose you, the odds are stacked against me two to one
If the two over powers the one, then I may as well flip a coin,
One of pain with absence, or one of torment and watching it unfold.
But if it were the one of love...

What is a face to you
A canvas for writing with nothing to see
A pale set of eyes, with no color or hope in between
Maybe a slight glimpse of love, for those of you who dream
What is a face to you
????? Do still you see????? If so, then tell me!
Why are you always silent
????? Are you afraid????? If you can, then tell me!
Do you see a quiet story that remains quietly untold, by a face shut closed by another's hate?
Or maybe a voice that cries out it's story, using its canvas as it's platform to stand on and scream
Or the one that tries to speak, but is silenced by those who may no longer care for you or me
Maybe a river, where many a tear has run
.........Leaving the past the face had seen before
Letting go of what must be forgotten
..........Washing the paintings on his canvas
Reteaching himself what it means to close the pale eyes, and reinvite the color
To tell hope there is a place between the eyes, behind the once hollow face
That the glimpse of love will become a ray, just as the gray had won
So tell me what you see
_____________Maybe pale eyes to color
Maybe a blank canvas
______________that still needs it's paint
Or is the work done, to be left tainted
Only time can tell you and me

A
tiny
single
streaming
tear, flows out
from his eyes, just
As he begins to hear
The man says he is gone
Never to return to his lonely son
That in the midst of battle, his father
Was the first that won. The man left, gone
To tell other families the news, and more tears
Were to be cried that day, by more than just a son
The next was his wife, or widow she is called now
With blonde hair, but her blue eyes were not found
A mother and a father, who lost their only child
The ceremony was held, a sad, somber one
No tears were cried, except by the son
When all was over, said and done
The son ran to his room
And began to cry
Again


Any comments/critiques are welcomed either here or on their main page. Thanks :)

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Poems yet to be personally ranked:

Even when my life crumbles,
And I feel like I'm falling apart
I know you are here,
And Your word will not pass away

Even when my friends pass,
No longer to be by my side,
I know You are here,
And Your word will not pass away

Even when I breathe my last breath,
And go to meet You in the sky,
I know You are here,
And Your word will not pass away

Even when Heaven and Earth passes,
And eternity is my reality,
I know You are here,
And Your Word will not pass away

Matthew 24:35

You've been missing,
For years it so seems.
Devoted to another,
With different goals, different dreams.

I've called your name,
But You didn't ever come.
Too worried, over occupied,
With making the next great sum.

Come back to me child,
For I have much more to give.
Come and serve me again,
And I will show you how to truly live

You cannot serve two masters,
Whether money or me, you must decide.
But I warn you of the former,
It finds difficulty moving into eternal life.

Matthew 6:24

Dear Mr. Christian,
I have a prayer for your life.
I pray that you become great,
Walking daily in midst of Christ.

I pray you would be holy,
With a beloved, compassionate heart,
Withstanding the trials you face,
And your life be His work of art.

I pray you would be kind,
In all meekness and humility,
Waiting on God for all things,
For His way is best, you see?

I pray you would forgive,
Even those deemed unworthy.
For you were once forgiven,
On the day Christ gave completely

And above all, I pray you would love,
Binding the prior in harmony,
In order to live as Christ did act.
To live the life He wants you to be

Colossians 3:12

Oh for Your love to cross,
From ocean to ocean, from sea to sea.
That no depths of these waters,
Could separate You from me

Oh for Your love to stand,
Against all that has been or will be,
That despite the powers of this life,
They cannot separate You from me

Oh for Your love to press on,
Through the principalities or tyrants I face.
That despite each regulation and law,
They cannot separate me from Your love and grace

Oh for Your love to conquer,
Both that which is life and death,
Even to withstand the tests of time,
I know Your love remains, beyond final breath.

I can't hold you closer.
I've crushed the love we once had.
I have to let go, but I can't...
Without you, I am callous and clad

We once shared something,
A mutual respect from one to the other.
But I've grown too close for comfort,
And I know separation is the answer

I know you still love me,
But I no longer feel the passion.
Each day I can feel you falling away,
As I become evermore pale and ashen

Tell me to leave, let me go
For I can't bear to speak such a phrase.
So long you have been my world's center
Dreaming of you all of my days

I have a hole in my heart,
Caused by your distancing away.
A hole I thought only you could fill,
But you're gone, and I'm out of words to say

So let me fade into your past,
That we may part both as friends.
But I will never let you truly leave.
In my heart you shall stay, til the very end

Goodbye yesterday,
The day I knew so well,
Familiarized with so long,
But now all your time is gone.

Goodbye yesterday,
Oh, loather of tomorrow.
We had a good run, you and I,
But this future I refuse to deny.

Goodbye yesterday,
The life I once held dear.
I'm ready to embrace the new
Don't worry, I will never forget you.

Goodbye yesterday,
The day I came to love.
So long to the day before.
I have greater things in store.

When did things fall,
When did I let them crumble?
When did I wait for things to fail,
When did I stand and let things be?
When did I watch as everything tore apart?
When did I stay away when I smelled it burning?
When did I turn my back when I knew the gun was loaded?
When did I let the world crowd in, into a place they did not belong?
When did I take in the lies that you kept passing off as the final truth?


Why did I wait, why did I wait, why did I wait to say
Why did I wait, why did I wait, why did I wait to say, to say
It was you, all along, the whole reason I'm writing this song
It was you, to this day, the only reason I'm writing this song
All this time I watched as you faded away,
All this time I watched til your very last day
Why did I wait, why did I wait, why did I wait
Why did I wait, why did I wait, why did I wait
To say...I loved you

Did,
Did you see?
Did you see me?
Did you see me when I,
When I sat on the brink,

Did,
Did you hear?
Did you hear me?
Did you hear me when I,
When I cried out in pain

Did,
Did you feel?
Did you feel me?
Did you feel me when I,
When I tried to piece back together

Did,
Did you answer?
Did you answer me?
Did you answer me when I,
When I called out your name

Why didn't,
Why didn't you come,
Why didn't you come to me?
Why didn't you come to me when I,
When I was standing at your door

You shut your eyes,
And refused to hear,
You numbed yourself,
So you didn't have to feel

You shut out my voice,
When I called out your name
You shut the door in my face
But this ends all the same

Despite all my attempts
You refused my aid,
You shut out my voice of hope,
And let hate cause your fade

Now the brink has fallen,
And you're not there to hear my voice
Now your home lies empty
But you were right, it was your choice

When you get to heaven,
Don't say you were all forsaken,
You always had me by your side,
But my love was never taken

Oh to have made the manger,
Where the Lord of Lords did lie,
To create the very first bed,
To usher in a life born to die

Oh to construct the ship,
Where He crossed across the sea,
To supply the tools He required
How blessed the hands must be

Oh to weave to crown of thorns,
That would grace my King's face,
To be so close to my God
Maliciously basking in his precious grace

Oh to hold the lash,
That let Him bleed for me,
To open the 40 stripes on his back,
What a gift, they could not see

Oh to scrawl the letter above his head,
Mocking the truth, King of Jews,
To proclaim, however tauntingly,
The truth He gave, they did not choose

Oh to hammer in the nails
That secured His place for death
To be placed on a blessed hill,
From life to final breath

Oh to craft the cross,
Where my king, my savior died
To mold the beams together
Where my ransom was supplied

Oh to roll the stone away,
That removed death's painful sting
To watch as Christ walked in victory
To Him, I owe everything

Oh to see His face waiting,
Standing at the pearled gates
To hear “Well done, faithful servant”
And enter into heaven, singing His praise

I tried to put words to sorrow,
To describe its echoing absence.
I tried to paint a picture of it,
But what I did never made sense

I tried to form pain into meter,
And loneliness into rhyme,
I tried to add a plot with drama,
But I failed every time

I tried to weave love into a novel
And turn happiness into prose,
But each attempt fell short,
I wondered why...I hardly know

I tried to write an elegy to hate,
And a sermon to my anger,
But both are very much alive,
And their affects are never over

I wanted to tell a story of beauty,
To proclaim its very being to all,
But, as it seems, one cannot
Whilst looking out life's prison wall

Emotions cannot be written of.
They transcend the realm of words.
Love, pain, and hate are only felt,
Write of emotion? Oh, how absurd.

Before me stands an empty pew,
One characterized by ritualistic abandon.
This pew resembles approximately nothing,
All the while meaning everything.

Buried in this pew's fabric are small prints,
From when it was frequented long ago.
With slight wrinkles and stains,
The worn, empty pew remains.

Are there no more to left to join,
None in need of this pew's potential?
Or are we simply too idle and numb?
Too shy to petition more to come...

Where are the men and woman,
Those we claim to love in Christ?
Why have we let them fall away?
Why have we left the pew empty today?

Where are their voices?
Do you not hear their absence?
Does it not echo within your very soul,
And cause an emptiness you can't console?

Before me stands an empty pew,
With invisible names scratched in.
It is of the names of those still lost,
Those still in the dark of the Cross

Behind me stands another pew,
Filled with pride-filled singers and pastors.
They pass by this pew day by day,
They just turn their head and walk away.

They stand before the crowds and preach love,
Whilst being consumed with their passive hate.
Leaving lost the ones they never knew
On this forever empty pew

You turned your back on me,
Slammed the door back in my face,
And stormed off into the distance.
Left me so out of mind, out of place

And there I stood, staring out the window,
Waiting to see if you'd return,
But it became apparent after the years,
That your love I would never earn

I'll be long gone when you're laid to rest
I'll be long gone, this I confess
My name will be an echo, you don't want to hear
And when you die, I'll be no where near

You always were beside me,
But your mind was always someplace else,
Your presence was more an insult than a blessing,
But you cared not how I felt

All I ever wanted, or wished I could have,
Was only a kind word, or a pat on my back.
But instead you gave a blank response,
That even my greatest attempts couldn't crack

So Im gonna be long gone when you're laid to rest
Yes, I'll be long gone, oh this I confess
My name will be an echo, that you'll never hear
And when you die away, I'll be no where near

You abandoned me by heart and mind,
So I'm leavin' you behind.
I'm turning my back on you,
With memories I wish I never knew
And I'll be long gone.

Let the air flow through you
In and through your soul
Vivaciously you now stride
Every moment, you are alive

Letting go of the burden inside
Omitting the bitterness you held before
Valuing those that stand beside you
Every moment, loving them through and through

Holding on to the wonder, the beauty
Over the darkness in which you reside
Perhaps the reason you choose to take a breath,
Every moment, holding to hope instead of death

Disregarding what the shadows say,
Recreating the life once held inside
Emulate these ideals in your mind
And see just how you'll come alive
Making a home in the dreams you find.

Cause I'm afraid
To be the one
I know I'm not
And I cant run,
I'm too weak
Don't shy away,
Don't you believe?
Are you the one
That calls my name?
The one that claims
He'll save the day?
Don't tell me a lie,
Please,
Don't let me die.

Can I accept,
There's more
Than this
That I can be
Anything I dream?
Not to run away,
But wait another day
Will I believe,
That I could be
Greater than all of this
What if?

The silence here
Screams its true
That I'm not alone,
When I'm here
With you
Listen closely now
My life is found
Even through the dark,
Its just beginning to start
And the cracks may show,
But no one will know
When the light breaks through
I know deep down,
It's true​

There is an inherent beauty,
In what we call being flawed.
Where imperfection takes the mask,
And throws it away, revealing all.

Where once revealed in truth,
And it's actuality displayed to all,
The very imperfection we feared,
Creates a beauty we know not what to call

The person that has been shattered,
To pieces and beyond all repair,
Has a capability to still perform,
And that a use is still there

Brokenness in and of itself is a virtue,
Most doubt this aspect, counting it a vice,
But miss the actual meaning in being broken,
So this may come as a glaring surprise

Brokenness sets us equal to one another,
Whilst setting us apart, different in our style.
It makes you something greater than yourself,
This alone gives enough reason to smile.

Even further, this state of shattered we earned,
Gives us strength, a certain state of being,
All the while making us weaker.
This opposition makes us greater than we could ever dream

There's inherent beauty in being flawed.

Being broken isn't something for us to shy away,
To take a step back and conceal from the start.
It is a glorious badge of courage to be brandished,
And proudly worn and displayed across our hearts

Being broken means you have seen struggle,
That you know hardship in all its power.
This struggle means you have experience,
And experience means so much more

Don't cry because you're broken,
Don't cry because you're flawed,
Because you feel without a place,
Left out alone to die by all.

There's a place for everything.
Being broken scars us, gives us a jagged edge.
But THAT edge fits somewhere perfectly,
It fits somewhere beautifully.

There's an art-form that takes fragments,
Pieces them together to create something new,
The outcome is of such beauty,
That words hardly know what to do.

We are this artwork, this masterpiece.
We are these shattered pieces put back together,
To resemble something greater, stronger,
And more beautiful than ever seen before

It shows something of us,
That the chaos and darkness we saw,
Did not define us indefinitely,
But let us shine through our flaw

It shows us we are beauty's very definition,
Even though our jagged edges are ugly,
We appear beautifully made and perfect,
Among the surrounding brokenness.

There's beauty in being broken.
You are beautiful for being broken.

Tell me that you love me
That you want to hold me close
That despite whatever may come against us,
You'll never let me go

Tell me that you want me,
That no matter who may come,
I will always be the one you love most,
That I'll always be the one you love

Tell me that you are here,
And that you'll never leave my side
That even if the world tries to destroy us,
You'll stay till life bids us to die

Tell me that I am strong,
If not in my physicality,
Then by another medium,
That I provide a sense of safety

Tell me that I am your security,
Like you are to me just now,
That even though we struggle,
I would never truly let you down

Tell me that you love me,
Not because you feel you have to,
Or because you have a sense of duty,
But because you truly feel you do

Tell me that you love me,
That even when rejected by all that surround me,
You would stand tall and proud,
In your beauty, still accepting

Tell me that you love me,
When the whole world screams around me,
You alone would be the silence,
The life of a soul, still dreaming

Tell me that you love me,
That deep down you feel this too.
Tell me that you love me,
The very same as I do you.

Step one foot closer,
Reach out, take my hand.
Come walk with me,
And trace our footsteps in the sand.

Stepping in harmonious unison,
Where each step I take, you follow,
Making our mark in the sands,
So that the world may now know

Let each grain filter through,
And never let us grow tired.
Just keep walking side by side,
To satisfy our mutual desire

Each step we take together,
The closer I grow to you.
I never want this to end,
I wouldn't know what to do.

It was a cold morning day,
And was my first day back at school.
Dropped in new surrounding,
I knew not what to do.

I walked into my first class,
Staring down at my shoes.
I looked up for a moment,
And there...I saw you

For the very first time,
I saw your beautiful face.
I hushed down my ideas of love,
Sitting down, out of place

Something felt different though,
As if I suddenly lived and died,
I couldn't keep my mind off you,
No matter how hard I tried.

The teacher began the class,
But I hardly even listened.
All I could think about,
Is when I'd see you again

The hour passed slowly by,
And the bell sounded for me to leave.
But you came up to meet me.
An event I could hardly believe.

Your soft voice welcomed me,
Saying to make this place my home.
You told me if I ever needed a friend,
You'd make sure I wasn't alone

Then you turned and walked away,
With a beautiful laugh and grin.
I simply could not wait,
Until I would see you again.

The school day passed by,
And I went to tuck myself into bed.
But my mind wouldn't let go,
Constantly pondering what you had said.

I could feel you deep down,
A feeling I had never felt before.
I could hardly even contain it,
With it bursting at my heart's door.

When I finally did fall asleep,
You then captured my very dreams.
What must have been love at first sight,
You were all I could think of, or so it seemed.

A few days went past,
A week, a month and then a year.
Your presence never left my mind,
You were the one for me, that much was clear

Although you and I were close,
You seemed leagues beyond my range.
You were perfection personified.
With nothing I would change.

However, I began to think...why not?
If I ask you out, and you say no,
Then nothing would really change,
But if I never ask, I never know.

The answer to an unasked question,
Or so I recited to myself each night,
Is an answer that is always a no,
So I decided to ask you, despite my fright.

I walked straight up to you,
With a false sense of confidence.
I told you just how I felt,
With no regard of the consequence

Once I finished, you stared at me silently,
I slowly started to turn red,
When you spoke out loud,
With a resounding, glorious yes!

A smile I could not hold back,
Began to etch itself on my face.
Finally the one I adored,
I would be able to embrace.

The next coming weekend was our date,
Set in stone by eagerness and anxiety
I thought I was the only one excited.
But seeing your face...it wasn't just me

I came up to your front door,
Gave it a hard knock and waited.
Up came your father, glaring down at me
And all my excitement soon abated.

High above he towered over,
With you beautifully hiding behind him.
Then you walked out in front and said,
“Bye daddy. I'll be back by 10.”

I took you by the hand and a sigh of relief.
As I walked you over to the car.
“You look beautiful,” I said,
“You're perfect...just the way you are.”

I drove us to our destination,
The beginning of the life we'd create,
The entire time went abundantly well,
Us meeting? Must be fate.

When we both had finished,
And all was said and done,
I drove you back to your home,
Just before 9:51

About a week or two passed,
And I grew eager for another adventure.
Each moment I didn't see you,
Was nothing but emotional torture.

I called you up on the phone,
But you answered only in tears.
I asked if you were all right,
Then your mourning became clear

Your mother had just passed away,
The one woman you were close to,
Now gone before your very eyes...
And there was nothing you nor I could do

I did my best to console you,
To lifted your fallen chin a bit higher,
But each attempt resulted the same,
With you crying all the louder.

I continued to try and comfort you,
Throughout the next few weeks.
Eventually you came to terms with it,
That there was still hope, no matter how bleak.

I tried to show you the stars,
How they shined with such glory,
And how no matter life's struggle,
They'd still hold the same beauty

I showed you the moon,
How no matter how dark the night became,
It would still reflect the sun's beauty,
And that life would remain the same

You turned to me and hugged me,
Giving me a kiss on the cheek
You thanked me for all I had done,
Throughout the last couple weeks.

Soon you and I were ready to graduate,
It appeared the years just passed us by.
It was but months away,
And time was on the brink, ready to fly

I remember that day,
In all the torment that it wrought.
Only a few months to go,
But he pulled you out, without second thought.

Your father, still traumatized by the death,
Decided that the one last woman in his world,
I just was not good enough for.
So there I stood alone...denied.

He said I wasn't tall, strong or smart enough,
Not good enough for the daughter he loved.
You tried to tell him otherwise,
But rejected the premise, as his was above

I remember seeing you pack your things,
With a held back tears and hate,
Just months from being free,
But we were both a bit too late.

I stood there in the road,
Watching the truck take you away,
I broke down in tears,
Our journey together, our last day

That night I looked up to the stars,
Still shining as bright as they did before,
But I couldn't appreciate their beauty,
They didn't mean anything any more

I looked up for the moon,
But it was nowhere to be seen.
The night I needed its light the most,
The reflection refused to intervene

Years went on passed,
But I couldn't manage to move on,
Every time I saw a happy couple,
I could only ever think of you.

I wondered where you were,
If you were happy in your new home.
I wondered if I was still your love,
If I remained you one last hope.

College came and went by,
I got a purposeless degree in a life,
As meaningless as anything else.
I felt like I may as well die

It appeared as if love rejected me,
As if the the emotion was offended,
By my inability to accept my loss,
And how abruptly it all ended.

In truth, love did not reject me.
I turned my back on its embrace.
Love and I became bitter enemies,
The moment I couldn't see your face

But time heals all wounds,
Or so they say, to remedy our soul,
Eventually I pressed on with love,
I found someone I loved, I reached my 'goal'

Somehow the relationship felt almost empty,
I felt some pull towards her, but nothing like you.
She made me feel accepted,
But you...you made me feel brand new

Twenty years from the day we parted,
I was sitting at a desk at my work.
Finally the clock rolled through,
So off to my home I'd return.

As I walked out to my apartment,
I heard a laugh oh too familiar.
I turned around in a flash,
Hoping I'd see you here

You were nowhere to be found,
So I turned back and walked further on,
But there it was again, the laugh,
The world's most precious song

There I stood on the sidewalk,
Staring around for a hope of a dead dream.
But there around the corner...there you were,
With a smile shining like a beam

I could not contain myself,
As my walk turned into a run,
I didn't want to stop this adventure.
I simply knew you were still the one.

Off in the distance, you noticed me.
You dropped your drink in amazement,
And started running to me, the same.
There we stood together, again.

For an hour we stood there quietly,
Staring into each other's eyes,
Simply watching our years,
After all this time, and our forced goodbye

I broke the first sentence,
Asking how you have been all these years.
I wanted to know every detail,
All your loves, hopes, and fears

You told me you had tried to find someone,
And had even found a food good men,
But you simply didn't love them...
So you had to make it end.

After you told me the times of your life,
We went out for a walk at night.
You asked me how I had been,
But all I wanted to say was...all right.

You asked me for more detail,
And I could not simply refuse.
I told you how I felt tired and restless,
And that my life was of no use.

I saw your face lose its shade,
As you became a very pale.
You saw that the love for others had died,
I felt as if though I had failed.

Then you took me by the hand,
And pointed up into the night sky,
You told me how life would still go on,
Just take it from the night.

You showed me the stars,
How they shined with such glory,
And how no matter life's struggle,
They'd still hold the same beauty

You then showed me the moon,
How no matter how dark the night became,
It would still reflect the sun's beauty,
And that life would still remain.

Friday, March 1st, 2002
The first day we met,
You said and waved hello,
And at first sight, I just knew

Two days went past,
And we saw each other again,
It was fate, the lining of the stars,
That you and I, we would last

You walked up to me,
As I was to shy to do the same,
You said hello and shook my hand
I asked you out, to see if you and I could be

You said you would go,
And I jumped for joy inside,
I asked about this coming weekend,
And you said you'd let me know

I called to confirm out meet,
And you said tomorrow would be good,
I hung up the phone to prepare,
Feeling accomplished in my lover's feat

I fell tired, and went to bed,
Woke up the next day,
Dressed up in Sunday's best,
You looked beautiful as well, I said

We drove to our dinner,
Looked up to each other,
Staring quietly into each other's eyes,
And I swear, I saw a glimmer

Once we finished and I payed,
You and I walked out to a movie,
I then took you home,
And asked if you had a nice day

You said it was fun,
Gave me a hug coupled with a grin,
Walked into your apartment,
Signaling for the night, we were done

Sunday, March 3rd, 2002
Two days passed by,
With me restraining not to call,
What to do? I had not a clue

Finally the time grew near
So I picked up my phone,
And punched in your number,
Then paused with aching fear

The past two days I waited,
Anxiously and eagerly I stood,
Then when the moment finally came,
I stood silent in fear, confidence vacated

I stared at my phone for hours,
For what seemed like days,
Were only minutes scrolling past,
What am I? A coward.

Finally, gaining the backbone,
I grabbed the phone and hit call,
I waited for your voice to answer
But only ever heard the tone

On the last ring of the call,
You answered and said, “Hello?”
I said, “Hey, it's me.”
And said no more, that was all.

I realized I wasn't clear,
So I mentioned my name,
You replied in excitement,
Destroying any remaining fear

I asked you out again,
But before I could finish asking,
You gave a delightful YES!
Everything was going exactly to plan.

The date went like the last,
Perfect and joyful as could be,
I dropped you off at your home,
Our first moments, I would never pass

A month passed, then a year
Time went by so fast,
But with you, it went slow
Our memories, beautiful tears

Tuesday, April 8th, 2003
I sat at my desk thinking,
Writing a poem for you,
A present for our year anniversary

It didn't amount to much, I know,
But it was from my heart,
And thats all that would matter.
Here it is, as follows:

“Your brown hair flows down,
Cascading like a river,
And just around the corner,
Are your deep brown eyes.

A face as smooth as alabaster,
And a tone, precious as the star,
But I love much more who you are,
Than the beauty I see each day

You're kind in midst of anger,
Forgiving, even when in pain,
A love so great, I cannot contain,
You truly are too perfect to be real

Every moment we are together,
I feel blessed beyond compare,
I love you more than I can bear,
And I want to be with you, forever”

I closed down the computer,
And headed to your place,
You let me me in with a hug and kiss,
A glimpse to our perfect future

I handed you my letter,
You stepped back and held a tear,
Then the floodgates opened,
You jumped in my arms and said, “You remembered.”

Saturday, June 19th, 2004
I took you to the beach.
While we were lying on the sand,
I told you I loved you, the one I adore

I stood up, and took you by the hand,
Knelt down on my right knee
And asked your hand in marriage,
Kneeling down in the sand

Your eyes instantly shined,
Holding back tears of joy,
With a smile brighter than the sun,
And you said yes, you were mine

I got off my knee, slipping on the ring,
I gave you a kiss and danced inside.
Finally we would be together forever,
Bound by a love, everlasting

Sunday, October 2nd, 2005
I stood at the front of the altar,
Waiting for you to come down the aisle,
For us to pledge to our new life

The doors opened wide,
With you glowing dressed in white.
Beautified head-to-toe, perfect
And there you went, to my side

The entire church went silent,
As I stared deeply into your eyes,
We both said I do and goodbye
And off on our honeymoon we went

Tuesday, July 17th, 2007
The day our first child came to life,
After nine months of anticipation,
We held our little piece of heaven

We named you after your granddad,
In remembrance of his life,
We held you close and tight,
You made us so joyful and glad

Such a small, precious little creation,
We never wanted to let you go,
But the doctors needed to examine,
We never knew what would happen

The child we so cherished and loved,
Joined the saints in the stars that night.
Despite our love, we couldn't save him,
Why did you let this happen, oh God above?

When we received the dreadful news,
The doctor came in with stifled tears.
His hands shook holding his clipboard,
Never looking up from his shoes

“We-we couldn't save him,” he said
And he turned and walked out the door,
I could hear his sigh of desperation,
Coupled with her screams of dread

Her face looked shattered and pale,
From the loss we both sustained,
But it hit her more than me,
I tried to help, but to no avail

A month or two went past,
Then you came up to me and said,
“I-I think we should try again.”
Both our hearts appeared healed, at last

Wednesday, October 24th, 2007
To the hospital we both went.
The doctor came in, file in hand
With a joyful expression

He said you were with child!
And in a few months we would know,
If it would be a boy or girl
All we could do is sit and smile

Friday, March 7th, 2008
What a glorious day it was.
In came the doctor with his device,
Determining boy or girl, it was the day

In came the ultrasound,
And we saw our first glimpse
Into the man you'd become
All we had were smiles and laughter abound

Such a small creation you were,
Something so small in this large world,
But you were our beautiful baby,
And nothing else even mattered.

Wednesday, July 30th, 2008
Round two of giving birth,
Up to the hospital we went,
Hoping we would have a different fate

The child came through perfectly,
More beautiful than I could imagine.
The doctor placed you in our arms,
We loved him more than anything

As we held him tightly,
We discussed what him would be named.
The debate then ensued,
Finally deciding to call him Chaney,

I saw him begin to grow,
To see his hands unball,
Waiting for him to start to talk,
Watching his face gain its glow

It didn't seem long til his first word,
As it echoed through his mouth.
He uttered a mumbled phrase
First Mama, then Dada, and Yes the third

Friday, June 6th, 2009
He took his first steps alone.
He stumbled just a bit,
But it didn't matter. He did fine.

All his mother and I could do is grin,
Looking at each other with joy.
We couldn't contain our excitement,
This love, we never wanted to end

Thursday, August 19th, 2010,
I headed out for my job.
I left a bit late that day,
I couldn't know death would strike again.

He ran up to the door,
To try and wave goodbye.
I couldn't see him waving,
I heard him yelling, but not what for.

I suppose when I didn't wave goodbye,
He wanted to tell me up close.
He ran up behind my car,
I didn't see him, so put it in drive.

I pulled forward and heard small cries ,
I immediately ran out to look,
To see what was making the sound
And I refused to believe my eyes.

There he lay, in a pool of blood and bone,
In shrieks of pain and anguish,
I panicked, watching him die.
I reversed, and got paramedics on the phone.

Screaming at the very sight,
His mother ran out the door.
There were no bars held on the tears,
As she held his head by his side.

Chaney only lasted minutes,
He had lost too much blood.
His chest was all but flattened,
His body nearly split

This marked the end of children,
With two ending too soon.
One by the hand of fate,
The other...I refuse to say again.

She blamed me for his death,
I suppose she a right in doing so.
I was so rushed in my own life,
So much that I caused him to draw his last breath

Years went by,
And depression began to set in.
I could see you start to fade
I could feel your heart begin to die

I knew something had to change,
To bring you back, to save you
From the depressive void you were in.
But you and I had become so estranged.

You were but a distant wanderer,
And I the simple passerby,
I wanted to get closer,
But with each attempt, you only got farther

Saturday, October 2nd, 2012
Our seventh anniversary.
I decided I would make one last attempt,
To save us both, instead of a forever farewell

Another poem I would write,
This time more from my heart.
I would tell you how much I loved you,
And how you alone were my life's light.

“I don't hear your voice
The calm, soothing sound,
I miss it in my heart,
Every moment we are apart.

The world all surrounding,
Has hidden your face from sight,
I can't remember it's beauty,
It is but a faded memory.

I no longer feel your touch,
We've put this distance between us.
I am numbed to its joy,
Something not even a kiss could employ

A silence in a forest,
Or a veil on wedding's day,
Even being numb to the core,
I will still love you, forevermore”

I walked up to you,
To hand you my little letter.
You took the letter and read the poem,
You had no idea what to do.

I told you I'd always love you,
That I'd never let you go.
I said that you would always be mine.
That I would be without a clue

Your hands began to shake,
Holding the honesty scrawled before your eyes.
Your tear worn eyes began to glossen,
And your emotional walls began to break.

You broke down in tears,
Flooding the poem in sadness and joy.
You gave me the first hug in months,
The first time I saw joy in years

Tuesday, December 4th, 2012
To the hospital we both went.
The doctor came in, file in hand
But we left overwhelmed

You were diagnosed with terminal cancer,
One with no hope of a resolution,
All we could do is hope and pray,
Pray there might ever be an answer

Each month that passed by,
I saw you start to fade more.
Near the end of it all,
It was as if there was no life

I did my best to console you,
To try and make you see some joy.
But you shut everything out.
There was nothing anyone could do.

Saturday, March 1st, 2013
I took you by the hand.
Six years from when we first met,
Would be the last day you'd be seen

When the time finally came,
You let out all that you bottled in.
You showed a side I didn't know existed,
But your life, we still couldn't save

In the hospital bed you lay,
Holding my hand tightly,
Telling me you loved me,
And that you were so afraid

I told you everything would be just fine
And that I loved you more than life,
I gave you a kiss on the cheek,
And then I heard you flatline

All I could do was sit and cry,
I couldn't speak, I was silent.
Holding the still warm hand,
Of my now deceased wife

Now the stars don't seem to shine,
They are but shades of their former selves,
They don't dance with the same fervency,
Ever since the night you died

Every night since then,
I just sit and watch the sky.
I can't imagine a life without you,
When you died, that was my end.

Saturday, March 1st, 2014
I am sitting at my desk.
One year since your final breath,
I am staring at this pain filled screen

Here lies your memory,
And our lives together.
Describing the love we shared,
Your personality, perfection, and beauty.

Friday, March 1st, 2002
The first day we met,
You said and waved hello,
And at first sight, I just knew

Two days went past,
And we saw each other again,
It was fate, the lining of the stars,
That you and I, we would last

You walked up to me,
As I was to shy to do the same,
You said hello and shook my hand
I asked you out, to see if you and I could be

You said you would go,
And I jumped for joy inside,
I asked about this coming weekend,
And you said you'd let me know

I called to confirm out meet,
And you said tomorrow would be good,
I hung up the phone to prepare,
Feeling accomplished in my lover's feat

I fell tired, and went to bed,
Woke up the next day,
Dressed up in Sunday's best,
You looked beautiful as well, I said

We drove to our dinner,
Looked up to each other,
Staring quietly into each other's eyes,
And I swear, I saw a glimmer

Once we finished and I payed,
You and I walked out to a movie,
I then took you home,
And asked if you had a nice day

You said it was fun,
Gave me a hug coupled with a grin,
Walked into your apartment,
Signaling for the night, we were done

Sunday, March 3rd, 2002
Two days passed by,
With me restraining not to call,
What to do? I had not a clue

Finally the time grew near
So I picked up my phone,
And punched in your number,
Then paused with aching fear

The past two days I waited,
Anxiously and eagerly I stood,
Then when the moment finally came,
I stood silent in fear, confidence vacated

I stared at my phone for hours,
For what seemed like days,
Were only minutes scrolling past,
What am I? A coward.

Finally, gaining the backbone,
I grabbed the phone and hit call,
I waited for your voice to answer
But only ever heard the tone

On the last ring of the call,
You answered and said, “Hello?”
I said, “Hey, it's me.”
And said no more, that was all.

I realized I wasn't clear,
So I mentioned my name,
You replied in excitement,
Destroying any remaining fear

I asked you out again,
But before I could finish asking,
You gave a delightful YES!
Everything was going exactly to plan.

The date went like the last,
Perfect and joyful as could be,
I dropped you off at your home,
Our first moments, I would never pass

A month passed, then a year
Time went by so fast,
But with you, it went slow
Our memories, beautiful tears

Tuesday, April 8th, 2003
I sat at my desk thinking,
Writing a poem for you,
A present for our year anniversary

It didn't amount to much, I know,
But it was from my heart,
And thats all that would matter.
Here it is, as follows:

“Your brown hair flows down,
Cascading like a river,
And just around the corner,
Are your deep brown eyes.

A face as smooth as alabaster,
And a tone, precious as the star,
But I love much more who you are,
Than the beauty I see each day

You're kind in midst of anger,
Forgiving, even when in pain,
A love so great, I cannot contain,
You truly are too perfect to be real

Every moment we are together,
I feel blessed beyond compare,
I love you more than I can bear,
And I want to be with you, forever”

I closed down the computer,
And headed to your place,
You let me me in with a hug and kiss,
A glimpse to our perfect future

I handed you my letter,
You steeped back and held a tear,
Then the floodgates opened,
You jumped in my arms and said, “You remembered.”

Saturday, June 19th, 2004
I took you to the beach.
While we were lying on the sand,
I told you I loved you, the one I adore

I stood up, and took you by the hand,
Knelt down on my right knee
And asked your hand in marriage,
Kneeling down in the sand

Your eyes instantly shined,
Holding back tears of joy,
With a smile brighter than the sun,
And you said yes, you were mine

I got off my knee, slipping on the ring,
I gave you a kiss and danced inside.
Finally we would be together forever,
Bound by a love, everlasting

Sunday, October 2nd, 2005
I stood at the front of the altar,
Waiting for you to come down the aisle,
For us to pledge to our new life

The doors opened wide,
With you glowing dressed in white.
Beautified head-to-toe, perfect
And there you went, to my side

The entire church went silent,
As I stared deeply into your eyes,
We both said I do and goodbye
And off on our honeymoon we went

Tuesday, July 17th, 2007
The day our first child came to life,
After nine months of anticipation,
We held our little piece of heaven

A small, precious little creation,
You were kept under watch
To make sure you would be safe
But the unspeakable happened.

The child we cherished and loved,
Joined the saints in the stars that night,
Our love couldn't save his defected heart,
Why did this happen, oh God above?

Her face looked shattered and pale,
From the loss we both sustained,
But it hit her more than me,
I tried to help, but to no avail

Wednesday, October 24th, 2007
To the hospital we both went.
The doctor came in, file in hand
But we left with only depression

You were diagnosed with terminal cancer,
One with no hope of a resolution,
All we could do is hope and pray,
Pray there might ever be an answer

Each month that passed by,
I saw you start to fade more.
Near the end of it all,
It was as if there was no life

Saturday, March 1st, 2008
I took you by the hand.
Six years from when we first met,
Would be our final day

In the hospital bed you lay,
Holding my hand tightly,
Telling me you loved me,
And that you were so afraid

I told you everything would be just fine
And that I loved you more than life,
I gave you a kiss on the cheek,
And then I heard you flatline

All I could do was sit and cry,
I couldn't speak, I was silent.
Holding the still warm hand,
Of my now deceased wife

Now the stars don't seem to shine,
They are but shades of their former selves,
They don't dance with the same fervency,
Ever since the night you died

Saturday, March 1st, 2014
I am sitting at my desk.
Six years since your final breath,
I am staring at a pain filled screen

Here lies your memory,
And our lives together.
Describing the love we shared,
Your personality, perfection, and beauty.

Today you wake up, today you sleep
Some do these at the same time
Sleeping through their lives
In an attempt to become numb

You walk through your day trying to hide
Tip-toeing across the border of safety and danger
Knowing that the moment these shadows guarding your presence fade
You are the first target, the only target, they will see

Their voices bombard you,
Telling you of your unworthiness, of your faults
Speaking both lies mixed with truths forcing you to believe
Forcing you to accept what you are told

They slowly pick apart the walls you forged in the night
Those you crafted slowly and carefully,
Making certain not a crack of weakness was to be seen
Lest they find your dying heart begging to bleed

Once they've covered the barrier,
Climbed over and upon it,
They fire their arrows at your already wounded soul
All the while you aimlessly try to defend an unwinnable battle

And in the quiet, when everything has shattered all around you
You alone should piece it back together,
Holding the puzzle pieces of a broken world
In the palms of bloodstained hands.

That in the midst of the quiet voices,
You alone should be the silence.
The voice of reason in the world that rejects you.
The backbone of a peace you cannot partake.

And despite the few kind words tossed about by those who care,
You are to ignore the constant battery of assaults,
The undying and unending battle that rages within,
Telling you both to go on, and to quit.

For in these loud halls there are but two voices
One that guides, leads and uplifts,
And one that rips through the very fabric of your being
Both voices, so quiet, yet all too loud.

Then through the progression of a hollow life
You come to a fork in the path,
One leads to death,
and the other to a pain filled life

And in this inner turmoil your soul screams the two sides
What is the point of fighting, if peace is never an option
Why continue if no progression will ever be made,
Other than a clock scrolling up the minutes of resistance

The two quiet voices become louder and louder,
And eventually, although only two voices remain,
Your own mind is filled with the sound of thousands of screams
Some familiar, and some as foreign as the peace you seek

And as you plead for the voices to be silent,
Simply to let you make your mind,
Both become all the louder telling you what to do
Telling you both to live...and to die.

When the weak grow strong
When the silent speak their mind,
And the deaf begin to sing,
What joy will we then find?

When the pained begin to dance,
When the depressed dream again,
And the broken-hearted believe,
What life will we have then?

When the loved show acceptance,
And the accepted show that love,
To those in need the most,
What could we not rise above?

When the dead begin to breath,
When the hated begin to open,
And the world spreads its arms,
Will we not be the chosen?

There's something broken,
Something that goes unnoticed
And remains left unspoken.

We all sense it in our vision,
That longing for a bit more,
Kept from us by invisible division

We long for something better,
Something beyond our grasp,
Something greater, something bigger

Even if we remain unaware,
Our hearts ache for this perfection,
Because, deep down, we know it's there

The world we live now,
Is corrupt beyond repair,
But this perfection stays unfound

What is this brokenness,
This forever-elusive perfection,
The Utopia with no address?

The absence is ourselves,
We are the cause of imbalance,
The destruction of perfection

Our very presence seeps with death,
Polluting the morality of the world,
With each and every breath

Every word we let out is bitter,
Even kindness has a twinge of hate,
And love is but a distant figure

I look at you for a moment,
Then dart back to my desk.
As graceful as a shining angel,
As compared to me, grotesque

Each word you sing and say,
Is like a jewel in the sand,
Beauty in the midst of all,
My very heart, they could command

You have me under your spell,
I'm caught up in your trance
I'm trapped here now,
In this one way romance

I asked you if you'd like to go out,
But you just politely declined.
I felt a whole in my heart,
But standing next to you? I didn't mind

Your words cut like swords,
With an edge that can't be seen,
Even though breaking my heart,
You still meant everything to me.

You have me under your spell,
I'm caught up in your trance
I'm trapped here now,
In this one way romance

Years went and passed by,
With persistent attempts from me.
All denied as adamantly as the first,
So I decided to leave you be

At first the world felt empty,
That it should cease to spin on,
But given time and healing,
I let go and you were gone.

You had me under your spell,
I was caught up in your trance
Trapped back then,
In that one way romance

Another year scrolled across the sky,
When I heard your knock at my door.
You asked if I'd like to go out,
But I didn't feel love for you anymore.

Your voice was like a whisper,
But I couldn't bear to hear the sound.
I politely declined your offer,
Then you left as I turned around.

Your spell had weakened,
I broke from your trance.
Welcome to the other side,
Of the one way romance.

Next section: The rest of em

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Deathnote666

Phrourach
This is our allaince chant!

Wolowizard, Wolowizard,Wolowizard,Wolowiiard,Wolowizard, Fossils fun world we love you, Bob Fossil king of the zoo!
 

a pebble

Strategos
Writer's Block

Writer's Block

Writers block, Writers block,
Always on my mind
Cannot sleep, Cannot think
And definitely cannot rhyme

Your presence is a mystery
I no longer write at will
You last for days, even weeks
With my pen remaining still

You make the paper laugh at me
There's little I can do
I try to run, I try to flee
But I cannot hide from you

Oh Writers Block, Writers Block
I'm praying you will end
Always present, Always watching
The paper's only friend

I got bored lol
 

a pebble

Strategos
Words and Dreams

Words and Dreams - Me
____________________

Words come and go,
Just as the spring,
But the words and their meanings
Can last eternity

You speak of love
And of hate, the same
Yet you shut out hope
as an outdated grace

When you were young
You had dreams to be great
But the forge of life
Has caused them to fade

Now you are getting older
And wiser, some might say
But your life has lost its purpose
Making this your last day

You pull through a bit longer
Hoping to last the night
But near the break of dawn
You begin to lose the fight

When the clock hit twelve
You couldn't even stand
And facing the mirror, you bled
And cried with gun in hand
 

Varun

Strategos
This one is good too! A good topic choice. Sorry, I cannot give you more reps. :(

P.S. Why don't you create a single thread and post everything in it? Something like mine.
 

a pebble

Strategos
This one is good too! A good topic choice. Sorry, I cannot give you more reps. :(

P.S. Why don't you create a single thread and post everything in it? Something like mine.
Thanks...

I guess I could do that...too late now I though :p lol
 

Gouenji36

Guest
i've been in a writters block for 8 months..and then came back with 2 chapters..then went on a writer block for a month..
what should i do? they want me to continue the story...and its a hit so i don't mind but can't think of anything. and if i do i just end up bored when i get to typing
 

Varun

Strategos
i've been in a writters block for 8 months..and then came back with 2 chapters..then went on a writer block for a month..
what should i do? they want me to continue the story...and its a hit so i don't mind but can't think of anything. and if i do i just end up bored when i get to typing
Well, here's is my advice. Review. Go back to your roots. Gather all those ideas that you had when you first started writing. If ou don't remember the ideas, remember the feeling that you had while writing. Writer's block is something that occurs when you have completely lost the imagination or part of it for that particular topic. Also, look up for some ideas regarding that topic in books or the net (Just for reference) Whenever you sit for writing (or typing) just keep on brainstorming ideas and/or write them in a book and view them daily.

Hope this helps.
 

a pebble

Strategos
Another technique is, and its painfully simplistic, waiting. Just waiting, not thinking about that work and coming back a week later can be an incredible way to free up your mind.

As Varun said, writers block stems from the loss of imagination. While writing, you pour your imagination out into words, and sometimes it just runs out. Let the imagination slowly come back after a while :)
 

Venomvine The Warped

Guest
I know a true poem when I see it, and I know this is an extraordinary poem. +rep
 

Venomvine The Warped

Guest
Writer's Block

Writers block, Writers block,
Always on my mind
Cannot sleep, Cannot think
And definitely cannot rhyme

Your presence is a mystery
I no longer write at will
You last for days, even weeks
With my pen remaining still

You make the paper laugh at me
There's little I can do
I try to run, I try to flee
But I cannot hide from you

Oh Writers Block, Writers Block
I'm praying you will end
Always present, Always watching
The paper's only friend

I got bored lol
Another great story. I cannot +rep you at the time, but I rated your thread five stars.
 

a pebble

Strategos
The Riddle

Life is like a riddle
Who's mystery cannot be solved
A question without answer
A lyric without song

It begins so loudly
With reaching for the light
Yet soon becomes soothing
Gaining peace through the night

Years go by,
And you think you've learned it all
But its still only the beginning
Just having learned how to crawl

Then the pace quickens,
And days begin to fly,
And before you have time to blink,
years have passed you by

Near the end of life,
As you draw your last breath,
You tell me words of wisdom
And seal it with your death

Death is like a riddle,
Who's mystery no man can solve
A question without answer
A quiet, somber song

~By Apebble
 

a pebble

Strategos
Why Do You Fly?

Is it so that you feel superior?
That you can rise above?
Or is it much simpler than that?
I don't understand, I wont understand
I refuse to accept that you think you are above us
That you think you are more than me.

You claim the sky is your limit,
but in-fact, you have limited yourself
We have no limits, as none have been set
We can do anything we set our minds to
But you, you have made it so that there are things impossible
And now, you will contemplate whether or not it is in your bounds
Of this sky you so claim to fly to

You can have this talk, have this “way” about yourself
But you are no different, we are all the same
Does a side of a coin think itself superior to the other
Simply because one side has a face and is different?
No, it doesn't. That side has the same value and purpose as the other
You are merely part of a collective whole

So tell me why you wish to fly?
It is only limiting what you are capable of, isn't it?
Or am I missing something? Are these limits your security?
Is it that without your limits, you cease to feel purpose?
That without reaching your limits, you have made no progress?

Then you are wrong.
Progress is not and cannot be measured by reaching one's limits
Not even by surpassing them
Progress is surpassing the limits in which others believe you have
You have set the limit for yourself to be the sky
But I have set your limits higher
Your potential exceeds your wildest dreams,
Yet you refuse to accept it

I crafted you into who you are
I molded you into who you were
I gave your direction for who you would be
Call me what you wish,
Whether it be God, mother, father, brother, sister
I am all of them, for I want to see this progress
But these limits you have set, do not allow this

So do not fly. Do not dream of flying
Because once you have flown too high,
You will doubt you can go higher
While you should have aspirations and goals
Do not limit yourself by them

So what is your answer, my friend?
Why do you wish to fly?
Is it so you feel superior?
To give your life meaning or direction?
There isn't simply one right or wrong answer,
But there is your answer,
Which is all that matters to me.
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This is my first non-rhyming poem, and quite frankly, even though I did what I despise about poetry, this writing has done something my other have yet to do. This one is honest. It is me, not limiting it by word choice. It is an exact reflection of myself, which is exactly what writing is meant to be, what literature was ever all about. You may not like it, you may hate it in fact, but it doesn't matter because as long as it has purpose to someone, even if that one is only myself, it has served a purpose.

I hope you enjoyed it, however, and as always BE HONEST. I'd much rather have harsh realism than sugar-coated and hollow compliments.