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Details | Narrative | |

The Clouds

THERE HE WAS HOLDING OUT HIS HAND.

My voice=
God, can I hold your hand and go with you?

Gods voice~
My sweet child, it is I who will walk with you now! You walked down my path with and without faith. You took my protection to ease your pain. My shielded wings comfort you during your moments of suffering while your life staggered across the earth... Your love and devotion is what made you strong. Every time your dreams were broken. You managed to build more dreams in their place. You called my name during your happiest and saddest moments. You always ran up to me when you fell behind. Your secrets became our private talks. The key to your heart was always unlocked. I was there during your trials and troubles of tribulations. We could not speak, but it was my light that would not allow you to get weak.

My voice=
Is this that dream of beauty? The one in the book my preacher spoke of. 
Yes! I remember it now it is called paradise. I felt this company once before, Lord.
Many times, I have forsaken this light, and still it never left my door.
I felt it the day I was born, and the day I became baptized in your holy name.
I felt this light before, can you explain it some more? 
Lord pleases clarify that day I fell down to my knees and accepted Jesus as my savior? 
Every day since, I felt as if you stood away and walked on by, allowing me to face my own failures’.  Was my life a waste in this impossible world?"

Gods voice~  
My child, this is the everlasting light you will feel every time your body is re-born onto a new road.  This light never left you. 
My sweet child did you not listen, Matthew *19:26* MY SON looked at them and said, "With man this is impossible, but with ME all things are possible. My child you were not searching for the right answers.

My voice= 
My Lord everyone told me if I prayed you would come. Did I not pray right?

Gods voice~ 
My child sometimes your heart asked for more than life itself, which left questions for someone else.  
At times how could I answer when you shunned heaven away from your eyes?
The obvious question is whether this is the final immersing of your souls disguises.

My voice= 
Lord, I have other questions to ask. 
What should I expect out of my personal sins? My testimonial sits in the palm of your hand.
My mind and my heart's inner core have been wicked since my adolescence days. 
How is it that I am in your promise land?

Gods voice~  
Getting right with me has brought you here!

My voice= 
One more question My Heavenly Father.
Can I see her?  I meant, could I see them? My Daughter, Mother's and Sisters~

by;PD


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

Gracie's Prayer

Gracies's Prayer  


.   (Dear Mommy)

Amazing grace, how sweet the taste.
A song I dread up to these days.

Mommy can you hold my hands?
Show me how to make God understand?
Hold my hands and show me how to pray, 
and maybe than he will listen to the words I say!

Mommy how do I ask God, 
If I can keep you for another day.
I promise this time to pray everyday!

Mommy can you share them beautiful and sweet words before you say good-bye.
I thank you for the shoes, you showed me how to tie.

Mommy now what am I going to do when I want to talk and be with you?"
Now who's gonna take care of me when I'm feeling blue?

Mommy Can you still protect me?"

Like them days you defended me, no matter the trouble I was in.
Mommy!  That is when you thought me the meaning of sin.

Mommy you always explained the reasons why I was here.
You also taught me, how to face away from fear.
Now how am I going to find my way home?
Are you still going to whisper them words  that says, "I'M NOT ALONE!"

**

Mommy why is everyone offering their sympathy?
Nothing compares to the way your heart was supportive when it came to me.

Mommy how can you make the suffering stop?
Mommy you are all I got.
Mommy I have no cure for what is in you.
All I can offer is what's in me. 
Mommy can we go and play outside. 
Please hold my hand and take me with you to the other-side.
The place you always spoke of when it came to Amazing Grace.
The sweet surrender resting place..

***

Mommy I'm here to visit you again.
A place where baskets are offered by family and friends.
Mommy can I stay here forever with you?
Hold me the way you use too.
Mad, and sad you washed away my tears.
Reading a book called "The 3 little pigs."
Mommy can you sing that lullaby song of praise?

Mommy can you hear me?

***** (metaphor)

Digging deep into the ground, 
There and only there can you be found.
One last breath, shared with the open skies.
Mommy can I go with you?

*dedicated  to  my mom*

By:PD


Details | Free verse | |

Sweet Suburbia

Driving down the street,
sweet suburbia exhales,
scents of butter pecans
and apple blossoms penetrate the wind,
but secrets hide behind this serene atmosphere.

Momma's passed out on the couch,
Jack's become her best friend.
She has numbed out the pain around her,
rejects the truth.

Bobby loves his gun,
he knows how to make it all come to an end.
One day he'll have the courage,
and take everyone else with him.

Suzy hides in her closet,
she doesn't want daddy to find her,
have his ways like he does.
She just wants to fade away and die.

Papa's working late,
thinking of his sweet desert,
no one knows the world he creates,
while he pushes reality away.

Mittens sits in the windowsill,
watches the strangers pass by,
his tail twitching back and forth,
the only thing that knows the truth behind the doors.

While the house silently cries,
the world will still drive by.
Smell the sweetness in the wind,
be hypnotized,
by a sweet suburban lie.


Details | Dramatic monologue | |

My Window

In the middle of my plain white wall
There is a plain white window
And next to my plain white window
Is where I sit in a plain white dress
On a plain white chair
And every morning the sun rises
And every evening the sun sets
I see them all from my window
They are very pretty
With many colors
And then one day
A man stops by my window
He calls to me as I sit
In my plain white dress
On my plain white chair
He calls to me to tell me of the world
That I may come and join him
But I have seen the troubles of the world
All beyond my window
And I say to him I'd rather stay
And sit here by my window
Where troubles cannot reach me
He smiles a sweet sad smile as he walks away
Though the next day he is back again
And he talks to me of grass
Of green lush grass that is soft enough to walk on barefoot
I tell him of the glass that is hidden among the blades
He just smiles a sweet sad smile as he walks away
And back again he comes
To tell me of the ocean and sandy beaches
With white sand so pure you can lay naked upon it
I shake my head and tell of the pirates
That come to kidnap young and pretty girls
He smiles his sweet sad smile as he walks away
The next day he walks softly to my window
And he tells me of a garden untouched by men
Where flowers are the size of children
And blooms reach to the heavens
He tells me of the grass that hides no glass
Of a sky that is of the brightest blue
And a stream that is so pure you can
Be unwary of drinking from it
He talks of fish and birds of indescribable beauty
All this he tells me is mine
I must only leave my window and I may see it
I shake my head sadly as I tell him
I am afraid the world holds too much danger
For even if there were such a place
What misfortunes may befall me
On my way to this so called garden
He smiles a very sad smile and as he walks away
He says that paradise belongs to those who
Take risks and battle hardships to reach it
These are the words I remember as I watch the sun set
And the next day when he comes
To my plain white window
He will see me missing in my plain white dress
On an empty plain white chair
For I have gone to walk on glass and battle pirates
On my way to paradises garden


Details | Free verse | |

The Softness of a Country Rose for Mary Jo Hoose

A stranger lifted me up today
While I was lost in my own self-centered universe, 
Silently crying about nobody else reading, commenting or caring 
About anything I’ve said, 
Considering myself poetically dead.  

I’ve been more concerned with the encroaching materialistic  
Responsibilities, requirements and concerns of living 
Instead of turning my attentions outward towards others 
And lifting myself out of this whirl pool of self-pity 
Into the ocean of giving.    

When to my wondrous delight dark turned to light 
As out of seemingly nowhere a fellow poet spoke gently and composed: 
“Your poetry is like the softness of a country rose.”
And while I know not where she lives and breathes
This furtherance of feeling was shared with me:
“I too am blue as sky is gray and nothing more will do today
Except ethereal connections are how we poets play.”

I was more than moved, to say the least
How this gypsy out of cyber space 
Renewed my poetic vow:
To speak the truth simple, plain and clear 
As I know how.  
And how 
My words and hers connected 
Through the vacuum of space and time 
Is a story for another day and rhyme. 

Until then, I stand transformed  
By those few words she engendered – 
And would give anything to tell her   
How sweet and kind her words were rendered.          


Details | Lyric | |

Every Twist and Turn

Winter days are cold and gray while summer’s warm and bright. 
Snow covered mountain tops melt away when the time is right.  
Pouring rains and hurricanes will stir up now and then.  
Storms appear from year to year no less than dear old friends.  

                                       Refrain:
All the good and bad and sweet and sad pass by us every one; 
all the lows and highs and tear filled eyes and races still not run.  
All the  gentleness and sweet success and love along the way, 
everything we’ve learned every twist and turn 
every moment of each day. 


Guitar songs and things we long for growing up too fast; 
rocket dreams and what it means to let go of the past.  
Picking, choosing, winning, losing, walking in the rain; 
home run balls and strike-out calls are how we play the game.

                                      Refrain:
All the good and bad and sweet and sad pass by us every one; 
all the lows and highs and tear filled eyes and races still not run.  
All the  gentleness and sweet success and love along the way, 
everything we’ve learned every twist and turn 
every moment of each day. 


Early morning rise and shine the sky is painted bright; 
so many hues for me and you to make us feel all right. 
‘Till the end of day as sunshine fades and darkness closes in; 
we say our prayers to God somewhere wondering 
where does this life end.    


                                      Refrain:
All the good and bad and sweet and sad pass by us every one; 
all the lows and highs and tear filled eyes and races still not run. 
All the  gentleness and sweet success and love along the way, 
everything we’ve learned every twist and turn 
every moment of each day. 

All the   gentleness and sweet success and love along the way, 
everything we’ve learned every twist and turn 
every moment of each day. 


Details | Free verse | |

Heroin Hero

  Alone; as you lie on your bed
The stars brighten, serene
Such an ecstatically lovely scene
While these visions float in your head
Imagining hues of purple: divisions of colorful red
Teardrop sparks sprinkle the room
All around in sweetness croon
The words unheard, not said.
   Beauty beheld in radiant eyes
In you resides the strength of Achilles
Though at war within your smile is silly
All and sundry cries
A child unknown, underlies
This babe: birthed in the lion’s den
Whimpering song of saddened sin
Precious glowing guise.
   A moments life on a dealers rate
Mommy’s whoring liquid lance
Living within your secret trance
Ungodly was to procreate
Yet yours is to a tempted fate
To feel, to float, to steal a scream
A life conceived within a dream
With this are you given another date.
   Heaven awaits sweet heroin hero
Innocent babe with your precious grin
What you have now is only ten
Seconds counted backwards to zero
Alone to dwell in your place of limbo
A pasture for you, a bed of clouds
One more broken breath allowed
Goodbye sweet heroin hero.


   BY: DARREN J McMURRAY
       January 21,2008


Details | I do not know? | |

O Child of Sweet Sweet Sorrow

O child of sweet sweet sorrow, why is it that your lonely inspirations are often wiped away and your dreams are put to death with each tear? O child of sweet sweet sorrow, your anguish shows, it is not with out dreams for the world you seem to know. Even so, you mourn for that which you do not have. You wipe away your crimson tears, dress and redress your wounds. Asahmed of who you are, a coward for who you're not, lie low and gain your strength at night, run away at dawn. Your silver thoughts are all you have, O child of gentle night, hide your lonely face and dream before the dawn is soon in sight. You answer for their each mistake, a victim of your own. Come alive here in beautiful night, but at dawn soon take flight. You have your hopes, you have your dreams, but you lock them so tightly away. When that they seep out, you just let them go, left to fall away with your tears. Why are you so afraid to fight to keep your dreams? Why o child of sweet sweet sorrow, are your inspirations wiped away with that fake plastic smile, and your aspirations seem to fall away in the form of your tears?


Details | I do not know? | |

Lost Childhood

My sweet tortured soul,
stares back at me through the window,
slowly floating away from me,
stareing back with sad twinkling eyes,
tears running down her face,
as she sing my sweet childhood lulliby,
wishing me goodbye,
as I seep into darkness,
revieling my hidden self,
alone and helpless,
it floats away,
what I was is no more,
only the cold and malice remain,
as my childish soul glides to fair heaven,
with only a half-hearted soul remaining.


Details | I do not know? | |

THE LITTLE CHRISTINGLE GIRL

Oh sweet little Christingle girl
Your daddy is so very far away
“Bring my daddy safely home”
These are the words you pray

Oh sweet little Christingle girl
Daddy is away at the war
“Bring my daddy safely home
Bring him safely to our door”

Oh sweet little Christingle girl
How she misses daddy far away
How sad she is, he won’t be home
To be with them on Christmas day

At Sunday school she made a christingle 
She took an orange to represent the world.
And to symbolize the blood Christ shed
She took the red ribbon from her curls

Then she decorated four tooth picks 
With fruits and sweets and marshmallows
These she placed in the four corners
To represented all the earthly souls

Then finally in the centre of the orange
She stood a single candle of purest white
And when lit, the candle represented
The world filled with Christ’s loving light

The sweet little Christingle girl
Took it home with her that day
And stood it in the window
So daddy would find his way

And the sweet little Christingle girl
With her daddy so very far away
Knew that when he did come home
That would be their Christmas day


Details | Ballad | |

London

She called herself London
On that day 
She fell from the sky
Child of apple blossoms
Dancing wildly
Into your mind

The snake that hung from her neck
Bites your hand
Expels you from Eden
Tears into the cool flesh
Of your madness
Posing as reason

London
Kisses you like a sweet lover
As though she really cares
Lets you 
Taste the passionate orchard
In her body’s secret lair

London
Wrestles with all your demons
Nothing quite compares
To the pain 
The indecent pleasure
In the waters that you share

Her name was London
Call her London

She called herself London
On that night
She prayed to the moon
Apollo’s lyre
Played darkly
In a portent 
Of your own doom

The hell she hides 
In her soul
Toxic drug you’ll never escape
You crave the milk of her touch
Her strange and dangerous ways

London
Kisses you like a sweet lover
As though she really cares
Lets you 
Taste the passionate orchard
In her body’s secret lair

London
Wrestles with all your demons
Nothing quite compares
To the pain 
The indecent pleasure
In the waters that you share  

Her name was London
Call her London

My baby, London
Call her London
My moon-girl, London 
Call her London

I love her, London
Call her London
Forever, London 

I call her London……


Details | ABC | |

A Shady Tree

I know its the summer time because of how naturally 
Your beauty compliments the caress of a summer breeze
As I watch the world from beneath a shady tree
I take in the delightful comfort of everything I see
But in the same breath I am holding up my hands
Lord will you please give me back the things I no longer have
They are even more a part of me now that they are gone 
As the sun falls below where the horizon is still holding on
Somewhere between the falling light and a star lit night
Is a dream that last forever and will never say goodbye
As the wind gently blows through the brush and shakes the leaves
It begins to hum a melody that I want to sing
At that very moment I smile for all the joy I have
Its so uplifting for me to see melancholy dance
Soon the morning sun will rise and capture my eyes
As I watch the hand of God paint a brand new sky
With every stroke of color I swallow all my pride
And I find a new place to dream of endless times
If I should ever get to the place I left my broken heart
Only then will I believe this brand new day will start
Again Im reminded of why my heart beats so restlessly
Only the speed of thought and my soul beneath this tree


Details | Free verse | |

Philokalia (Love of Beauty)

Unforgettable sweet horizon like the sleeping woman's hips...
Tortuous destiny whose yellow sadness tips
With centuries of sacred silence ;

After I pass the sacred glass beads through
Since the pink dawn and the sweet dew;
After I live "Philokalia", blessing the Lord's name
With one thousand sad prayers,
With faith that can move the mountains,
With complete devotion and obedience,
Silent like a statue of long endurance,
Could I remember her again?

From eternity, for ever had been
Above the waters without border,
The light of that very beginning in no world
And no time, but this cloud and the first Word
Who changed the trembling no time's order,
So that the paradise still mirrors in her eyes green…

Beard like our bishop, you'll wear: 
Lost you'll be for this world, my friend…
But your secret mad hope still moves like a lizard
In front of the rocks with human face.
With "Philokalia", your dreams will ascend...

Maybe, from heaven will drop a tear:
With bitter taste of grass and leaves of any honey September;
And the dawn with scent of woman will rest in no time's amber. 


Details | Free verse | |

Thoughts of You

Random thoughts of you run
randomly throughout my mind,
as I hold, looking through a simple picture of you and I,
smiles and holding each other,
embracing warmth brings me to sanity,
watching your hand on my forearm,
as you gaze into my eyes.
Oh the tears flood such emotion,
only you and I now in such madness we call love,
such madness we all call life,
such madness we all call reality.

Thoughts of me without you,
I cannot bear to see such a sight in mind,
to hear such words that tear my heart out
and sadness stabs me rapidly in the back,
and I can't bear to see such a sight as this.
Thoughts of you
running randomly throughout my mind,
my hair turns silver and white with stress
of not being with you,
and my liver covered with cancer,
and lungs black with smoke,
and stomach embraced with ulcers.

All I ask for you,
is not to be a thought anymore,
and come back to me in flesh and bone
in a portrait painting of you in reality
come to me with your beauty and glory
and kind heart and hold me again,
and let me kiss you again and love you again,
and call you mine again.
Don't say it is impossible,
when you know and I know,
that it is in fact possible
to love each other once again.


Details | Elegy | |

MAMA

You gave the gift of life to me 
And through your love you set me free 
Where in this world would I be
Without you. 

I have your star that shines on me 
Burning bright and endlessly 
Shows me how I need to be
Without you. 

The first embrace we ever seek 
The first sweet kiss upon the cheek 
The first word that we ever speak is Mama 
The light forever in my eyes 
The angel walking by my side 
The word that wells me up inside is Mama. 

En el duro camino andamos 
Te veo momentos de oro 
El angel de pie a mi lado, Mama 

La luz que brilla en mis ojos  
Ella que me quita el dolor 
Con su alma nunca estoy solo, Mama. 

On fields of destruction soldiers die 
Sent there by leaders who just lie 
And as they fall the young men cry for Mama. 

And so the circle closes fast 
The future will be as the past 
The first word spoken and the last 
Mama.

The first embrace we ever seek 
The first sweet kiss upon the cheek 
The first word that we ever speak is Mama 
The light forever in my eyes 
The angel walking by my side 
The word that wells me up inside is Mama 
Mama, Mama. 

SEE THIS SUNG ON YOUTUBE: LOUIS SPENCE. MAMA  

THANK YOU.











Details | Lyric | |

It's My Birthday, It is Your Birthday

It’s My Birthday

It’s my birthday…  I look out the window there is no one for me owe so, owe so lonely poor me . 

It’s my  birthday…  you surprise me, with a Barber-Q grill  with a cooler that chills with a grin we show white grills.

Happy Birthday… it’s my Birthday I am still waiting,  it   is almost the end of my the day, just waiting on you to wish me a happy birthday which, well make my day. 

It’s my birthday…you do not remember that day, can we go out for we can remember that day?

It’s my birthday… I can share it or alone, some share it with a twin, or with a friend and the ones who stay to the ends like a good friend.

It my birthday…  its looks like another day to me I just need someone or something to comfort with me a room full of women and with hand full men, a juice in cup, juice in glass, with a sweet lady and grill on cut grass that may make every day feel like my birthday, with a touch of class. 
 
It’s your birthday… it’s your birthday you should all-ways win on your birthday, if do not have a mate you sneak and go on second party date form those who may player hate.  
  
Happy Birthday, Happy Birthday!  it comes and go, I see you come through, looking out my window with a hand full company that is what a party really should need, yes it’s sweet, sweet with music and sweet with treats or  it must be the money, or food, or brinks, or just me.


Poetry 7/7/12 by author Keith K. Relf


Details | Light Poetry | |

Don't Tell Me No Lies

Don't tell me you love me, when you've done something wrong. Don't tell me you love me, when you have broken my heart. Don't tll me no stories, don't tell me no lies. Don't tell me you'll change, that things will be right - for when something is broken - you can't make it right. Don't try the sweet talk. It's not going to work. I've been through that road, so many a time before. The sweet talk is nothing, but a way to tell lies, with a touch of sweetness, but they are still lies. I'm begging you - don't even try...
10/25/2012 Written by Lucilla M. Carrillo


Details | Free verse | |

When a Man cries Himself to Sleep

When a man cries himself to sleep,
it is a sad sight to see,
tears roll off his cheek
and onto his bed sheets and pillow case.
When you hear his somber cries,
you can feel his pain
when he wimpers like a child who treds in fear.
No one knows what they do to a man
when they play with his emotions,
lead him on,
take advantage of him.
They don't know what they do to an innocent man
looking for love.
They break his heart that is full of love,
they stab him in the back
when he needs them at his most vulnerable moment
they laugh at him, and tease him,
Do they know what they do to a man?
They slowly kill a man, who just wants a simple kiss on the lips,
they kill a dreamer, a good man, with a big heart.
They drive a man to his bed,
with tears running down his face
and force him to dream of nightmares.
When a man cries himself to sleep, 
it is that saddest thing to see.
Goodnight and sweet dreams...


Details | Rhyme | |

Experiencing Cloud Seven

You make me feel so complete	 
You brought me up to my feet	 
You make me experience cloud seven 	
You brought me to your heaven 

Your words implant seeds of growth
Your eyes, an undying oath
You quench me with serpentine poetry  
You gave in to gravity 

You melted my heart of ice 
I’m your living sacrifice 
You watched over me with glistening eyes  
Your warmth never screams goodbyes   


Details | Free verse | |

An Unfinished Story

Step by step,
hand in hand,
I was always there for you.
Ups and downs,
lost and found,
I was always there for you.

Even though you never believed in us before,
and you chose the most hurtful way to slam the door,
I was always there for you.

You moved on quickly, never looked behind,
even though I smile today, it still hurts when I rewind.
Through happiness and pain,
every loss and every gain,
I have always been there for you.

The question still exists, the question about us,
my beautiful dreams went up in dust.

Now that you are here in front of me,
it brings back a rush of old memories.
You say hello, you said goodbye before,
I still believe that we could have had so much more.

Step by step,
hand in hand,
I will always be there for you.
through lows and highs,
till the day I die,
I will always be there for you.


Details | Quatrain | |

Eleanor

The ocean waves are calm tonight
they gently brush the shore
The breeze now constant in my face
I’m here sweet Elenor 

My troubled mind it finds a friend
in rhythmic ocean sounds
The moon is watching over me
as darkness now surrounds

The walk along the beach at night
is healing for my soul
It helps me set priorities
some things I can’t control

Each night I come to share with you
the details of my life
I wish that I could hold you love
I miss you my sweet wife


Details | Free verse | |

Mom, I'm pregnant

         Mom, I'm pregnant
Mom, I can't forget how i was born
Came from a lovely couple as yours
sixteen years ago, I was a love result
every action marries with a reaction
Now, I'm facing my reaction sadly
 
Mom, I was blind by my love 
I listened to his mouth without tasting it
I looked through his eyes but not his heart
I believed in his words, his caresses
I got caught in his sweet romantic lies

Mom, I gave my sixteen years to him   
I wanted to enjoy the feeling of love
I couldn't wait, he took my virginity
Some mistakes can't be erase mom
he left me with a nine month gift paper

Mom, I'm pregnant, I'm losing my shape
I'm losing personality, my sweet life is gone
Now, all my time is stole by an innocent
Can I be able envelop him by affection???
The word 'Ready' is totally out of my path


Details | Lyric | |

A little Blue Dress

An evening on the shore
Where two people were made one
But became something more
The night of fun had begun
But there was more instore
A little blue dress had won
her smile had left mine floored
A sweet laugh that tied my tounge
Eyes that let my mind soar but
Before I could take a breath,
 my heart had plunged
deep into a sea of uncertanty
I was Wrapped up in a dream, 
Relations seemed to be something I had yet to feel in a while
A distance in between not emotions but miles
Years of built up blockades eroding at a rapid rate
Resesitating my ability to trust another mate
Her words that seemed strong as oak had me hanging on by a rope
Lured me in with a sweet false hope
So I poured my heart and her response was to choke
Pokin at the fact that Im the one who has to cope
Little did she know it was more than my heart that just broke
Now Ive lost it, trying to proccess these lies are making me naceous
Next time be more cautious my mother said, 
Its becoming a grind to deal with these losses again
And even though I feel as If I fell apart and landed flat on my face
God showed me I hit the ball out of the park and now were winning the race


Details | Haiku | |

Little Dog Sleeps

in cool, green grass my little dog's at rest -- rain clouds remain in shades of pink the sunsets low -- I call her name fragrant sweet pea swaying in the spring breeze -- moonlit memories *for my little Sweet Pea, now chasing cats in Heaven (?1995 - March 13, 2012) She always kept us on our toes. The house is too quiet without her.


Details | Ode | |

Dear Sweet Queen of Vanity

I write this letter to bid you a final farewell.
and I truly hope it finds you well and fair.
You see I’ve based my life upon your 
being,
and every vain symbol and element you 
bare.

But now the time has come to cut you 
loose,
and sever this bond you and I have 
created.
I wish to live my life not based upon looks;
nor this persona of beauty you have 
delegated.

I know it won’t take very long to replace 
me –
For others like me you will certainly 
convene.
Who will rally in pride and assemble in 
deceit,
all in the name of Sweet Vanity their 
Queen.

They will bow their heads, proclaim their 
trust,
in you, my Sweet Queen and irrefutably 
follow.
Bidding well to their pride, masked in 
conceit – 
Your pill of selfishness they’ll surely 
swallow.

But as for you and I, we will no longer exist 
– 
in an egotistic relationship, shallow and 
bleak.
I must move on and proclaim my lost 
throne, 
of the missing girl now superficial and 
weak.

You see I’ve lived the hell and know too 
well,
the curse you have upon the weak and 
weary.
My beauty lies within, and not what is 
seen – 	
Goodbye my Sweet Queen of Vanities 
dreary.


Details | Quatrain | |

My Bedroom

The door of my bedroom is closed
Sunlight filters in through the curtain
I quietly lie down in bed
In this my sweet little haven

My cozy warm bedroom is safe
I feel my soul is truly free
No one dares to harm me in here
The whole world can just let me be

I pull up the covers real tight
As I hug close my teddy bear
I revert to being a child
A child with no worry or care

My eyes wonder around the room
But focus on a memory 
My rapid breathing evens out
As I relive sweet history

The people outside of my room
Leave me filled with stifling fear
I am left confused and unsure
As I brush away a stray tear

I’ve forgotten how to mingle
Socializing just gives me stress
Whatever I may say or do
Leaves me an emotional mess

Yet here in my room I am free
To converse with great eloquence
I talk to me, myself, and I
With such amazing confidence

I simply write and write and write
I resolve to love, laugh and live
I have not a single worry
About what I should do or give

Do you think that I’m a recluse?
A modern day hermit, you say?
It could be, but this I do know
I’m having a wonderful day!


Details | Rhyme | |

Peace be with you little ones

Peace be with you little ones,
As you make your journey home,
So early in the day it seems,
To come upon your lives’ sweet gloam.

Peace be with you little ones,
Your smiles brightened up the earth,
And though we might no longer see,
They still in heaven spread their mirth.

Peace be with you little ones,
And those who would your guardians be,
There should be no cost put on lives,
So easily lost in tragedy.

Peace be with you little ones,
As you make your journey home,
So early in the day it seems,
To come upon your lives’ sweet gloam.

For the children and adults who lost their lives in Newtown Connecticut


Details | Verse | |

Oh Sweet Dreamer

Tuesday, October 29, 2012
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Oh Sweet Dreamer
Where have you gone?
Lost in this world-tormented, withdrawn
Find your way from reality
Back to sweet serenity

Oh sweet dreamer
Where have you gone?
The sky is brightening-almost dawn
leave this place of false enchantment-be free
Find your way back to the dream-back to me

Oh sweet dreamer
Oh sweet dreamer
In a wave if darkness I search for you with this song
you've been gone for far too long
Oh sweet dreamer

Sweet Dreamer
Where have you gone
Come back to me before I fade at the break of dawn
For years have I been searching for you
Have you been searching for me too?

Oh sweet dreamer
Oh sweet dreamer
Find your way from reality
Back to sweet serenity
Back to me...
Oh sweet dreamer
Where have you gone?
Oh sweet dreamer
return to me, before the dawn


Details | Couplet | |

Kiss the rain

Hello, darling come right in
I want to feel you on skin
Hold me, do not let me go
I hide feelings that you don’t know
Do you miss me, my sweet love?
My little angel from above
I daydream of you repeatedly
But do you ever think of me?
I need to see your lovely face
Your smile that sent me up to space
I crave the sound of your sweet voice
As I remember when you made me rejoice
I’m going crazy day by day
The more that you are far away
I kiss the rain in thought of you
My neighbors think I’m crazy too
All I beg is that you don’t forget
Together until death; Romeo and Juliet
My mind’s shutting down, my heart’s getting cold
There is nothing left to hold
So I kiss the rain to feel your touch
As I remember that sweet rush
Only dark clouds since you have gone
Raindrops falling one by one
I feel them pressing on my lips
I feel them sliding on my hips
And I imagine you right next to me
Here to stay for eternity


Details | Ballade | |

In Waiting

You are gone from us
But we are never alone.
We gather here now
To lay down your stone.

One of remembrance
One to mark your resting place
You will never be forgotten.
Memories nothing can ever erase
No one will ever forget
Your sweet embrace.
We can not forget
Your shining face.

The path of White Light
Came to bring you home
We listen for your voice
Descending from the whispering dome.

‘Twas not more than this
Eight moons since your pass
Unto the beauty unknown
You have entered sweet bliss
Where all shall forever last
To see our King sit upon His throne.

For you were to all
Such sweet company
The joy of your face
Curls of such mahogany.

We all hope to see
You awaiting us some day
Arms outstretched in longing
On the beach of an emerald bay.

We are in longing
As we lay down your stone
To see you again
In a world He calls His own.


Details | Rhyme | |

Life is but a song

a thunderous drum beat 
or a sweet soothing melody 
life flows up and down 
like the scales of harmony 

Imagine-John Lennon 

it's never been hard to see 
the pain that resides in me 
for my heart lies upon my sleeve 
Kevlar shirts to keep me warm 
to protect others from a rising storm 
that could easily be unleashed 
transforming man to beast 

Cats and the Cradles-Harry Chapin 

Promises turned to lies 
viewed through blackened eyes 
your oaths I despise 
to love, teach and protect 
became nothing more than neglect 
the mythical part of parenthood 
has always been the word "good" 

A horse with no name-America 

lost without a name 
guilt, shame 
another fault 
to believe in the adult 
as seering hatred burned 
a child learned 
trust must be earned 
carved upon stone 
to atone 
for empty sand 
we didn't understand 
the times 
the crimes 
nor the rhymes 

The Reasons-Earth, Wind, and Fire 

my existence 
the persistence 
of something to give 
a reason to live 
to help others 
sisters and brothers 
sharing, comparing 
our pain 
their rain 
sunny skies 
victorious sighs 
no longer numb 
we have overcome 

Unchained Melody-Al Green 

childhood just a memory 
that disappointed me 
with the pain it brought 
but the lessons wrought 
worth more than gold 
needing to be told 
to let go 
the music like tears 
must flow 

a thunderous drum beat 
or a sweet soothing melody 
life flows up and down 
like the scales of harmony........... 


Details | Prose Poetry | |

Brave Soldier

Eleven years ago, my father died.
Divorced from my mother when I was two, 
he was a stranger to me most of my life.
I had no tears as the Marine handed me the flag.
He said, "This is a gift from the President of the
United States in honor of the service that your father
gave to his country". 

Five years ago, as my mother died,
I touched her face and held her hand -
something she never allowed when we were children.
I told her everything was all right
and she could let go.
My eyes were dry, she had no funeral.

Later that year,
my husband packed his suitcase.
He told me of his plans
to find his "spiritual path", and left.
I said nothing and went inside.

But last night, my sweet little Aussie
stumbled and fell, unable to move.
With wide eyes slightly opaque,
her dear face grey around the muzzle,
she told me, its time.

This sweet companion,
faithful and brave, has only asked
for my presence in her life.

This morning, I awoke,
and I cried a  child,
with my mouth open,
eyes streaming,
nose running.


Details | Rhyme | |

Brittney Sweet Brittney

Brittney sweet Brittney
why did you leave that day
why would you ever 
want yourself to go away
I know they said
you weren't in love
but I know what ya'll had 
was a love from above
I guess maybe it was your time 
to be gods angel
but Brittney you left us all
mixed up and strangled
you were only fifteen 
when you took your last breath
I guess they really did 
put you and Sean to the test
you said in a note your love
was like Romeo and Juliet
a love ones heart 
could never forget
Sean said even death 
couldn't do your love apart
This you meant because march 20th
you stopped your hearts
together you lay there in silence
as I weep and ask god for his guidance
Brittney sweet Brittney 
why did you have to go away..


Details | Rhyme | |

Lost Soul

oh sweet spector
is that you I see
peaking from the old pine tree
oh sweet spector
why do you roam
looking for family
looking for home
oh sweet spector 
is that you I see
are you trying to frighten me
I feel your sorrow
I feel your pain
standing there in the rain
oh sweet spector 
is that you I see
do you wish to speak to me
long dark hair flowing down
she wanders the night in her evening gown
oh sweet spector
poor lost soul
where did you come from 
where will you go


Details | Free verse | |

The silvery sun

Miles apart, we sit and stare
blindly at everything around
seeing you in everything I see
heartless; yet with love abound.

I know that you feel the same as me
like being intervened during a suspense story
reminiscing about our sweet past
living no more, living only in memories.

The night's candles are extinguished
and the sun shines no more
a pale reflex of Cynthia's brow
casting an evil shadow on my door

I can't seem to get out
oh! Sweet love help me open the door
and step outside to see the sun
shining brightly as ever before

I look at the sun, you look at the sun
it'll never change, it will always remain
I look at the sun, and see you looking at it
we see each other through the golden silvery sun
eternally together in our reflected manifestations.


Details | Free verse | |

Tonight

Tonight
a demon kissed my heart
a shallow ease
trapped in a winter breeze
paved from blood and sweat
a soul on the table for a bet
remember
I must have taken this death note
and wrote sweet surrender
with rose petal debris

Tonight
my tongue licked the pavement
an awful taste
but assuredly to be the final time
with a lament written in rhyme
a heartless dance for the martyr
remember
I must have swallowed the sun
because the cold seeps within
dripping with angel blood

Tonight
a song etched across my heart
a sharp blade of reality
a depressing clarity
with no remorse nor sincerity
remember
I must have taken this death note
and wrote sweet surrender
with a faithless pen


Details | Free verse | |

Goodbye, My Sweet Angel

Goodbye, My Sweet Angel

Tears trickle down her freckled cheeks
Eyes red and blurred
She gazed at me 
Trapped inside her father's speeding truck
I following , running screaming her name
She, screaming mine
Legs burning, stinging, tiring
Tears running down my face
Her dainty red nose, pressed against the glass
Weaker with every stride
Petite hands, pressed to the window
My pace slows, can not go any longer
Yelling her sweet name
Sobbing, to my knees
The truck, disappearing, gone
I had lost her
Goodbye, my sweet angel


Details | Dramatic Verse (Verse Drama) | |

Fragmented Dreams

Last night I dreamt I fell in love again 
With the sweet purple flame of desire 
I remembered the honeyed taste of you 
As it filled my loins with fire 

Your once remembered taste 
So sweet upon my tongue 
Your skin, so soft it glowed 
In dreams you were so young 

Your scent began to fill the air
Your beauty so naked, so real
As I held you in my arms once more 
My heart began to heal 

My lifeless soul- such agony and pain 
Your void I cannot fill 
As tears began to fill my eyes 
I wonder...
When will my broken heart heal?


Details | Free verse | |

Deadly Valentine

These red flames of the burning sun, 
remind me of my everlasting hell.

My skin melts and falls rotten, 
like spoiled fruits that grow old.

Tormented daily by thoughts of you, 
like fire its burning inside my soul.

You move slowly in my head, 
making my dead brain itch.

I feel pain in every limb, 
pins and needles poke me.

I am unable even to smile; 
my muscles have stopped obeying me.

If this pain goes on, I will go numb, 
because my senses are slowly dying.

My blood boils with my impossible desires, 
of seeing your beautiful face again.

I have lost my ability to dream, 
through all my sleepless nights.

I cry for you night and day, 
my tear drops have turned to blood.

Everything around me has died out, 
plants have turned black, and music has turned into silence.

All colors have faded away, 
just like the leaves of autumn.

And like my skin has become rigid, 
my soul has become weak and hollow.

My heart wrapped by razor wire, 
I know soon enough it will stop.

Hammers beating through my chest, 
even my lungs have abandoned me.

What is life if not with you; 
an empty shell lost in the sea.

I wish if you were here with me, 
without you my heart stops to beat.

And all my memory has been erased, 
except of the day that you left.

And there’s not enough roses I can collect, 
to sweeten the smell of your grave.

My sweet love, oh my sweet remorse, 
we were supposed to go together.

But I am condemned to live, 
with the memory of your death.

And every February 14th, 
your image like knives stabs my heart.

Misery has already taken my life, 
so what is the point of my existence.

Today is when I take my life, 
as a memory of our deadly valentine.


Details | Rhyme | |

The Rose

bullets, and hearts
lifeless bodies piled in carts
a lonlely mortition chewing over sweet tarts,
ironic, bitter sweet
blood can boil if you can bring the heat
and the dead can move, provided with a heart beat
black roses on my grave
mourn my loss on this day
blood dripping from my heart every which way
injured, batterd, buised and tattered 
you destroyed it all like it never even mattered 
falling roses in the sky
drops of blood spatter my eye
i told you i would love you until i die
my word is true, i was nobody until i found you
but you dont love me do you
bloody petals on the floor
you say nothing because you love me no more 
heart beat stops
face flops
knees weak and my body drops
exctacsy to heartbreak 
fearless too forsake
death is welcome but never comes
your the woman to seduce, but never succumbs 
to entrap but never loves 
it makes no sence like poisonous doves
looks to thrill 
designed to kill 
you say that you wont but i know that you will
your heart constricts mine till it lays still
your auburn eyes can paralyze
your intoxicating presence washes over me like the tides 
lips so beautiful, do they speak nothing but lies?
so seductive you hold my heart as it dies
cunning and deceptive crocodile tears instigate angel cries 
the personification of beauty 
the face of an angel 
the heart of the devil
your siren song, sang to my heart sweet and long 
draws me in, i cant resist for it is too strong
i want you to love me
to breath me
im writhing 
and seething 
seeking
and weeping
thinking as im dreaming
on what my dependence on you is meaning
i want to hate you but your part of my being
and now i am seeing
that i must catch the falling rose in the wind
present it to you, and steal your heart then
The blood on the petals are angel tears
for the fallen angel has realised her fears
she has fallen for a mortal 
a boy
who was nothing more than a toy
being played to her ploy
and she takes this defeat with joy
the blackest heart has been turned pure
fallen angel fell for my lure 
my arrow aimed at her heart oh so sure
and she is mine.... forever more


Details | Rhyme | |

For When You Are Six

A baby girl born in April, pink, perfect and brand new

A proud young father, smile on my face, tear in my eye, what else could I do

We connected immediately, your eyes big and bright like mine

The feeling that flowed through me, I had never felt so fine

I watched you grow up, one, then two, my princess, my sweet little girl

I held you and kept you safe, like an oyster does a pearl

One day something inside of me broke and I went away making everyone sad

I know that I hurt you baby, you have every right to be mad

For several years now, I haven’t been a very good dad, not seeing you very many 
times

But this time Sarah, I hope to makeup for my crimes

I will to be there for you, more than I ever had before; I’m not trying to be funny

I only hope one day you can forgive me for what I have done sweet Sarah honey


Details | Free verse | |

the sweeter the bitter

THE SWEETER, THE BITTER
The sweeter the bitter, the bitter the sweeter;
There is nothing like a free lunch, the sweeter the bitter
Lift me high so you can pull me down, the sweeter the bitter
Only my loved ones can hurt me, the sweeter the bitter
You sing only sweet melodies to entice me not knowing you are luring friendily to win me and satisfy your secret but wicked ambitions, the sweeter the bitter
I have fought so hard for you so if you can’t praise me, don’t shame me
The sweeter the bitter
Inside the gun is complete darkness but a bullet remains harmless until it sees a little light
Bigger baits attract worthy fishes. The sweeter the bitter
Why has a whole brain been reduced to a common sweet? The sweeter the bitter
In times of light I bloom, so you hold me tight and look at me in the eyes saying “you are simply the best”
Now there is darkness which has covered even the whitest snow, yes I am doomed  but stop telling serpent that I am the worst. The sweeter the bitter
Please tell me just one thing in this world that is always sweet but never bitter, the sweeter the bitter
No pain means no gain, the more you build the more you destroy, for perfect peace we should wage tougher wars the sweeter the bitter
Bear the pains to live death will soon embrace you, crown you, honour you and reveal all your hidden achievements. The dead enjoys more than the living the sweeter the bitter
The closer the light the hotter it becomes
Gaining one friend brings you more than one enemy
Sugar is sweet but could be very dangerous the sweeter the bitter
How I was born is not how I will die the sweeter the bitter
You have done things so great in the world but why do you bother to see the end of the sea
When you do anything possible to start your living just be wise death will certainly drag you and end the living the sweeter the bitter
To enjoy every bit of peace we must tolerate every bit of bitterness
Democracy, election and good governance are all sweet why then do we turn them bitter
The sweeter the bitter
Ironically you are for the nation but your selfish desires scatters the whole nation the sweeter the bitter
A word to the wise they say is enough; this is sweet but very bitter. So I say the sweeter the bitter.
                                                                     By    GODFRED K.B.ADJEI
                   tel:0270800513,email:gak_brant@yahoo.com
            facebook:GODFRED KB ADJEI
                                                                       


Details | Lyric | |

Fly

Don't you wish you could fly? Don't you wish you could fly? Decisions are capable of control, Then you feel like a mole, Deep in the ground, Far away from sound. Things get you down, You can't fit into the crown, You lay in front of an ice cream shop, Your friends are playing ninja in the handicap spot. You feel like you want to cry, Don't you wish you could fly, Fly, fly away, to a place far from here, I don't know what to do, But I still miss you, You're sweet and pure, You're my only cure. Now I want to fly away. Dreaming of a beautiful land, When you dug your feet into the sand, I get beaten, When your so smitten, Because you're not mine. You feel like you want to cry, Don't you wish you could fly, Fly, fly away, to a place far from here, I don't know what to do, But I still miss you, You're sweet and pure, You're my only cure. Now I want to fly away. Fly, fly, fly. Fly like a butterfly, Away from troubles, That make you cry, When come in doubles. You feel like you want to cry, Don't you wish you could fly, Fly, fly away, to a place far from here, I don't know what to do, But I still miss you, You're sweet and pure, You're my only cure. Now I want to fly away. Flap your wings and, Fly.


Details | Rhyme | |

Missing Notes

I now tell you of an ancient world; 
whose very essence became unfurled. 
Allowing apathy and hate to rend and tear, 
at the souls of the beings that lived down there. 

This happened such a very long time ago, 
that my recollections of it; they come and go. 
I speak of a people much like you and I, 
full of dreams, desires and visions; eager to try. 

They started to covet what the other one had; 
and greed fueled the flames of a people gone mad. 
Soon armies fought armies, over the color of one's skin, 
and decency fled the lost, those corrupted by greed's sin. 

Love became an unwanted burden when people chased after sex, 
loose morals, lustful appetites came gleefully next. 
Abortion took innocent souls and the notes that they sang, 
and angels wept for the music lost as God's toll bells rang. 

Others boarded the train on a one-stop ride, 
at break-neck speed to the station called Suicide, 
More fell to the wielding of gun, rope and knife, 
as murder claimed, sons, daughters, husbands and wives. 

Those beings soon forgot the notes that each of them played, 
and their world grew silent as the last musician left the stage. 
All was dark until the sweet notes of our rebirth, 
for now we sing happily on this planet called Earth. 

Each person has musical notes to be played, 
some loud, some soft, but not a one can we trade. 
Every note is unique and contained in our spirit, 
and released only when someone is willing to hear it. 

One day hopefully in our future, the music will come awake, 
we'll no longer know hatred and the sadness it makes. 
There will be no missing notes, we'd have learned from our past, 
for Earth's sweet tones will be resounding clearly at last! 

©03/07/2012 


Details | I do not know? | |

Ilion

To the one I see in a star
The brightest of them all and the 
Closest to my heart.

My Evening Star, sweet Ilion,
How you’ve helped me so.
You’ve healed me
And you’ve guided me,
But I’m afraid I must go.

For that one day is coming
So much sooner than I‘d like.
That one heart broken day where I will no longer see his
Beautiful blue eyes.

My Evening Star, so much loved, my
Star of Ilion.
I have but one request-
Take care of him when I’ve gone.

Ilion, he’s my life.
Precious Wolf Boy.
Nicodu Blue.
And when I move to that foreign place,
Give my heart to him
Because I leave it with you.

Ilion, my heart is his,
And it has been for awhile.
I just wish I could hold him,
To say I love him,
See him smile.

Take care of him, don’t leave his side,
Ilion listen to me!
Please just do this one request.
Please don’t leave him.
For me.

Ilion, you take care. How I’ll miss you so.
And remember, dear Evening, I will ALWAYS be there when the night sky is cold.
And when you miss me, let Nick know,
And you both can send me smiles.
I will always catch them, I promise,
And return them ten fold.

I love you, I’ll miss you.
Evening Star, sweet Ilion.
Remember to take care of Nick, but for now, I have to go.


Details | Rhyme | |

Obscene Obsession

"Are you alone? A raspy Renfield exclaimed,
The phone static like frenzied bugs contained.
I hang up the phone in a disgusted huff,
This guy so creepy, I've had enough.
 

Three AM the phone again starts to ring,
Not quite awake, almost dropping the thing.
"Are you alone?" I heard with a raspy breath,
My patience gone, I cursed for his imminent death.
 

"Listen you pervert leave me alone."
my fingers shook as I clinched the phone.
A malevolence laugh my only reward,
A chill down my spine, I had struck a cord.
 

"You know, little darlin' I'm coming for you,
I'm going to f**k you up bad and relish begging you'll do.
I left you a present outside your door,
I hope you like it my sweet little whore."
 

I slam the phone down with violent force,
Hoping I took out his eardrum in the course.
My knees shook as I went to the door,
I wasn't expecting the bloody gore.
 

A bow of royal blue around it's neck
Not quite believing I had to double check.
A crusty headless kitten was placed in an ornate box,
My eyes dart up and down gloomy abandon street blocks.


Thunder and lightning a perfect horror scene,
A nightmare from a Freddy krueger's dream.
Wet footsteps flickered in the flashing porch entrance,
Slamming, bolting the door, survival adrenaline intense.
 

I nearly peed my pants when the phone again rings,
"Are you alone", a childish voice off-key sings.
"Listen you sick creep, I'm calling the cops,
I'll have you arrested unless this stops."
 

"Awe you wound me, my sweet little whore,
You should answer your front door."
As he said that I heard an eerie knock,
I almost passed out from the shock.
 

According to things I've read,
If I didn't act now I'd surly be dead.
I pick up the phone to make that 911 call,
I couldn't get reception, no dial tone at all.
 

In frustration threw the phone across the room,
It exploded in pieces like a sonic boom.
Another slow knock jolted me to action,
I had to find some way for a distraction.
 

Over-cast rain, curtained the flashing hills,
Wrapped in a blanket to ward off chills.
"Here little kitty, kitty let me in," an eerie call, with a knock,
"Not by hairs on my chinny chin chin." Thank God for a heavy lock.
 

Glancing at the portable phone in pieces, poor thing,
But incredibly I heard it  begin a distorted ring.
In the front window a silhouette flashed with a knife,
I opened my parched lips screaming for dear life.


Suddenly in my head a gentle whisper said,
Escape through the back door or you're already dead.
I tripped over the blanket, as I tossed it to the floor,
"Come out, come out my little sex kitten whore."

 ****! Why didn't I think of the other door sooner,
By now I'm thinking things couldn't get loonier.
Running like a bat out of hell, I flung open the back door,
"HELLO! Johnny's hooome. it's to late to run anymore."


Details | Rhyme | |

The Ghost On The Stage

The Ghost on the stage, blinded by rage.
We all burn in the fire, of never ending hate.
Who now is the liar, who now controls fate?
The Ghost on the stage, trapped in his cage.
No soul left, for the saving prayer.
The omnipotent theft, adds a new player.
Familiarity in the air, death so near.
Who is there to scare, all cower in fear.
Bitterness has left it's taste, of sweet death.
Worship such a waste, giving away sweet breath.
The Ghost on the stage, has an inner war to wage.
The laughing will never cease, its knowing hold.
No such thing as peace, as my heart grows cold.
Lies so humble, in a world of pain.
Lives will crumble, driving all insane.
Genocide, sweeping the land.
All have died, under the malevolent hand.
What's the choice, the final decision?
Who's the voice, killing with such precision?
Pull away the knife, beneath the skin.
What's the meaning of life, for none can win.
Turn the page, for the Ghost leaves the stage.
Now it's time, for this to end.
The unknowing rhyme rhyme, carried on the wind.
Death lurks, silently in the shadows.


Details | Rhyme | |

Depth

Into the madness I dive,
At ones glance I've been revived,
But Since my soul is absent,
I'm zombie to the average mind,
The damage that has been done can make a mind go collateral,
And now I'm searching for other Reckless souls to be compatible,
Clouds scattering a mind that's potent like EVER CLEAR,
Drunk off of the thrill,
High from the fame,
Seduced by her sweet poison,
This isn't a fair game,
Insanity causing membranes to change,
Depth at it's lowest levels,
Touching Hell's surface What's on your mind?
Sin,
Who's on the grind?
Him,
Who gets to shine?
Them,
Who gets the vine that has sweet poison grapes upon its vine?
Maybe it's a trap,
The bait on the end of the line,
But GahDamn those lips are fine,
And those hips i plan to make mine,
The depth of beauty is hard to find,
And now I've learned to surpass the surface,
I'm numb drowning in dumb,
This is how i truly feel,
The depths have gotten me gone,
*****gets imaginative when you're always alone,
But once i was a King,
Sitting upon his throne,
Now dethroned,
Feelings postponed,
And in the depths I am sinking,
Linking my mind to Common Sense asking questions like,
What were you thinking?
Because Lust is like Free Base,
To whereas Love is like Cocaine,
Substitute a little Mary Jane to ease my pain,
Mali is always absent because her mind is deranged,
So while you're out here selling lies,
Hell I'm out here selling PAIN......


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Like A Flower

Like a Flower
So full of Love
You gave it to me
And how I dreamed of

Holding you tight
Smelling your sweet perfume
Watching my smile
Cause you to Bloom

And when the Hardships came
To water your Roots
You drowned with the pouring Rain
And washed away with our future pursuits.

Like a Flower
On Death's bed
You utter your sweet last words
But now... you're dead.


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Dauphin Island Bridge

four sweet smiling babies on the front page of the paper
four sweet little lives that are no more
My throat is tight My hands are clenched My heart is broken
My eyes flood as my knees hit the floor
How in the hell could there even be an explanation
Could the white dope really bring a man so low
the pretty lady on the TV says it's a complicated situation
and a bunch of other crap that I don't want to know
Held in the arms they loved and trusted
Thrown some eighty feet into the bay
I'm bitter disillusioned and disgusted
and I'm not the only one who feels that way

My God it's so damn hard to keep believing
Is this the way you really meant for it to be
It's getting dark - a half an hour past grieving
Lets have a heart to heart just you and me
I've found this big black book of contradictions
Though I like what the red letters have to say
I hope I have the strength of my convictions
but what the hell is free will anyway

It's easy now to believe in the devil
It's good to have some where to put the blame
but I can't keep from thinking we're the trouble
If we don't own up, How can we ever change
I want to know if you're tight with the preacher
Who tells us about peace and love and hell
Have you got some connection with the teacher
who teaches us just how to hate and kill

This here geopolitical situation
is a little more than greedy cold and hard
What's all this talk about hell and damnation
There's plenty of that right here in my back yard
where four sweet smiling babies are on the front page of the paper
three so far have washed up on the shore
I guess there must be hell fire and damnation
Cause there just has to be a heaven for those four 
 
 
Author's Comments : 
This is for those babies, and God. 
 


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Oh! Virginia

Oh! Virginia
Tonight your image passed through my mind
Your long flowing hair your soft sweet smile
Brought me back to December in the pines

Oh! Virginia
your image always fades away with the wine
I still wonder how I can go on without you
And how I could have been so blind

Oh! Virginia
Your aroma still lingers in my mind
Now I have this piercing pain inside my heart
And last night I just set down and cried

Oh! Virginia
I wish you would just send me a sign
Cause my days are filled with flashes of you
Virginia I'm sorry that I crossed that line

Oh! Virginia
Tonight your image passed through my mind
Your long flowing hair your soft sweet smile
Brought me back to December in the pines


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Just Listen

Close your eyes...
Close your eyes my sweet girl.
Dream...
Dream happy dreams my sweet girl.
Stop crying...
Stop crying my sweet girl.
Talk to me...
Tell me what's wrong my sweet girl.


No.
I will not.

I will not close my eyes
-In fear of what might find me

No.

I will not dream any dreams
-In fear that I might not come back

No.

I will not stop crying
-I'm afraid I do not know how

No.

I will not talk to you
-For you will not understand, you will never understand, no one will ever understand...
I don't understand.

So open your eyes my dear friend
-Bask in the knowledge of knowing…knowing life, death, love 
[.For I can not.]

So dream my dear friend,
-Drift to a place where all is well, where no harm can come to you 
[.For I will not.]

So shed a tear my dear friend,
-And with those tears comes love, happiness and peace 
[.Though not for I.]

So talk to me my dear friend,
-Tell me your story, your happy ending. How all is well and kind and how this knowledge of yourself has brought you life. 
No confusion.

No loneliness.

No pain. 

Tell me about your happy ending 
[.For I do not have one.] 


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A Sweet Little Girl; Dedicated to Haleigh Poutre

A sweet little girl,
In a great big, scary world;
Trying to live a life,
Filled with oh so much strife.
She puts on a smile,
Pretends it's fine for a while.
With every passing day,
Her childhood's being ripped away.
How is it that we couldn't see,
That she was really down upon her knees?
Praying for anyone to speak their mind.
Hoping that someone would finally find,
A way to get her out of this mess,
Without forcing her to have to confess,
That someone she trusted was hurting her so.
She must have wondered how no one could know.
But somehow someone continued to hurt the child,
Even though some minor reports were filed.
Everyday now must bring us disgrace,
While we remember each bruise we saw on her face.
She lived such a brutal life but was oh so bold,
And she was so very convincing with each story she told.
Then came that fateful night,
When someone finally extinguished her light.
Now she's tucked in a hospital bed,
Permanently trapped inside of her head.
Please let her pain end in another way!
We can't go back I'm so very sorry to say;
A sweet little girl now locked in a cave,
A beautiful life we all could have saved.


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the mirror

i sit here alone, with all my friends around me
a smoking gun in my mouth killing me slowly
inhailing the sweet nector i wonder why,
am i here? is it to be a welcome mat
for people to walk over
is it to take up space in the world
so filled with anger
i look in the mirror and see nothing but  
a grey blur looking back
so long ago there was a sweet girl there'
but now i am gone alone 
who cared for nothing but family and friends
now all i see is blackness eyes so black
and deep past the pits of hell
so deep, satan dare not tread there
i have blocked myself in
with this brick wall How will i find my way out?
when will my smoking gun take its affect
when will it do its job? who have i become
i melt in to distant blackness one night
no one to see the tears that flow. 
i walk my road alone and alone I will remain.


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sweet diseption

i see a smile on ur face but i kno whats really there 
only sorrow and pain that fills the air 
you breath in the pain suck it deep inside yourself 
but you choke on what you taste the sweet diseption of hate
the pain inside it seeps into my vains threatening my every breath
 weakening my every step 
far and far and far away i see what you dont see 
my god yes i hear the voices calling me 
screaming name calling out for me reaching scratching 
at what i only wish you could see
sweet diseption calling my name sweet diseseption its all but a game


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A Dedication

You are my love
My sweet protector
My guardian in the night
The one who persevered to convince me
Who taught me how to fight

You are power
You are struggle
You are weakness
You are light
You are everything inside
That makes me come alive

You are my love
My sweet confessor
My redemption personified
The one who fought so hard to love me
Who taught me how to lie

You are tantric
You are passion
You are magic
You are fear
You are the reason for my happiness
The salt within my tears

When you hold me, you command me
When you speak, I hear no words
My heart feels the words you cannot say
Reads the emotions undisturbed

When you touch me, you make me tremble
When you laugh, you make me smile
The disparity of confusion
Because you can only stay awhile

Why are you here? What do you want?
Can I give that to you now?
I loved you well once
And I have not forgotten how

But you are shadow
You are darkness
You are control
And you are pain
You are all the elements of my past
I will not relive again

You are sunshine
You are brightness
You are surrender
Needed rest
You are the dream held for the future
The past I soon forget

You are my love
My sweet protector
My guardian in the night
You are my love
My sweet confessor
You are redemption personified

You are my death
You are my future
You are my sleepless nights
You are my life

You are happiness and anger
You are humble, you are pride
The reason for my laughter
And the reason I still cry

You are everything and nothing to me
All wrapped into one
You bring to me the pouring rain
But you also bring the sun

There was sunshine, then it rained
Then there was a storm
Through the downpour, the lightning
I was a lover scorned

The electricity, the power, the thunder
The memories that linger in this room
The rain stopped, the clouds parted
Have you come back too soon?

There is a part of me you hold
No one else will ever know
I offer it to you now
A sacred promise, my private vow

I will love you, will protect you
Will be your darkness and your light
I am the guardian of your secrets
I am your passion burning bright

You can love me, you can have me
You can try to be my friend
Reclaim me, you can save me
Be my lover, be my man

Or you leave me, you can hurt me
You can use me once til the end
Lie to me, convince me
Break my heart again

You are my love
My sweet protector
My guardian in the night 
You are my love
My sweet confessor
You are redemption personified

I am for you, my muse
Claim me


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the sweeter the bitter

THE SWEETER, THE BITTER
The sweeter the bitter, the bitter the sweeter;
There is nothing like a free lunch, the sweeter the bitter
Lift me high so you can pull me down, the sweeter the bitter
Only my loved ones can hurt me, the sweeter the bitter
You sing only sweet melodies to entice me not knowing you are luring friendily to win me and satisfy your secret but wicked ambitions, the sweeter the bitter
I have fought so hard for you so if you can’t praise me, don’t shame me
The sweeter the bitter
Inside the gun is complete darkness but a bullet remains harmless until it sees a little light
Bigger baits attract worthy fishes. The sweeter the bitter
Why has a whole brain been reduced to a common sweet? The sweeter the bitter
In times of light I bloom, so you hold me tight and look at me in the eyes saying “you are simply the best”
Now there is darkness which has covered even the whitest snow, yes I am doomed  but stop telling serpent that I am the worst. The sweeter the bitter
Please tell me just one thing in this world that is always sweet but never bitter, the sweeter the bitter
No pain means no gain, the more you build the more you destroy, for perfect peace we should wage tougher wars the sweeter the bitter
Bear the pains to live death will soon embrace you, crown you, honour you and reveal all your hidden achievements. The dead enjoys more than the living the sweeter the bitter
The closer the light the hotter it becomes
Gaining one friend brings you more than one enemy
Sugar is sweet but could be very dangerous the sweeter the bitter
How I was born is not how I will die the sweeter the bitter
You have done things so great in the world but why do you bother to see the end of the sea
When you do anything possible to start your living just be wise death will certainly drag you and end the living the sweeter the bitter
To enjoy every bit of peace we must tolerate every bit of bitterness
Democracy, election and good governance are all sweet why then do we turn them bitter
The sweeter the bitter
Ironically you are for the nation but your selfish desires scatters the whole nation the sweeter the bitter
A word to the wise they say is enough; this is sweet but very bitter. So I say the sweeter the bitter.
                                                                     By    GODFRED K.B.ADJEI
                   tel:0270800513,email:gak_brant@yahoo.com
            facebook:GODFRED KB ADJEI
                                                                       


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COME, I'LL TEACH YOU SWEET LOVE

Come, I'll teach you sweet love;
forget how hard words are,
tremble like a dove...
touch my warm hand and believe in me for certain:
my trust is never ending.


Come, I'll teach you sweet love;
don't hang on useless fear,
look back, see how we really loved.


When joy made us smile,
and we passionately touched
without saying a word...   
as the bright moon stopped awhile,
when all stars brightened the sky.


But tonight darkness stays,
and we despair; and we
lose our faith in destiny.


Our rainbow of yesterday
won't reappear today
with the Heaven above;
come, I'll teach you sweet love.


Entered in John Heck's contest,"Sondheim on Sondheim".
The song is entitled, "No More" from the musical " Into The Woods".


Details | I do not know? | |

ONE CHAIN

I AM

One chain
 
away
 
from the day
 
when everything was so black
 
and grey   
 
 
 
One chain
 
away
 
from when I actually care
 
about anything you have to say
 
 
 
One chain
 
away
 
from home sweet home
 
and home sweet home to stay
 
 
 

One chain 
 
away
 
from getting down on my knees
 
to say thank you, God, and pray
 
 
 
 
One chain 
 
away 
 
from convincing myself
 
that I'm gonna make it
 
and be ok
 
 
 
One chain 
 
away
 
from feeling hopeless
 
each and everyday
 
 
 
One chain 
 
away
 
from being on my back
 
abused
 
confused
 
and under attack
 
when everything was so grey
 
and black
 
  
One chain
 
away
  
from coming out of the black and grey
 
into the light where I can finally see
 
 

One chain
 
away


  from breaking loose 
 
and running free

from leaving you
 
and loving me


Details | I do not know? | |

Sweet Angel

Outside in the midst of darkness
I can best speculate 
the vast blanket of sky
studded with bright twinkling stars.

Heaven I call thee
thou art bereft of all woes , agonies.

Lead my sight to our Sweet Angel's light
where dwells only joys, happiness, 
eternal peace and delight.

There anguish never pervades
nor pleasure fades.

Hovering around all the twinkling stars,
our Sweet Angel takes delight
in her happy home.

Cast a glance at the heavenly abode,
and behold our Sweet Angel
showering her divine blessings upon us.


Details | I do not know? | |

i belong to my dreams

Velvet skies, with stars aligned, come to meet my dreams. The clovered pillow beneath my 
locks, that holds my head tonight. I close my eyes, as a compromise, to that which met 
the day. Torture can only last so long, before the clock runs down.
Sweet dreams, take me away from this place. Take my mind, and turn it into to grace. 
Floating flowers can devour almost anything. Sweet dreams, take me to the gardens where 
they grow.
Blinding light, with cars parked tight, turn my feelings into tears. Sidewalks melt 
beneath my feet, and meet my face with its own heat. I walk on by too many people that 
I’ll never know. I break the shoelace, turn the station, and I just want to go home.
Sweet dreams, take me away from this place. Take my mind, and turn it into to grace. 
Floating flowers can devour almost anything. Sweet dreams, take me to the gardens where 
they grow.
Comforting darkness, it takes so long, to feel the warmth of night. Under the blankets, 
of cotton wool and moonlit skies. Morning belongs in some other place, or time. For now 
I belong here, where the night is only mine.
Sweet dreams, take me away from this place. Take my mind, and turn it into to grace. 
Floating flowers can devour almost anything. Sweet dreams, take me to the gardens where 
they grow.


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Home

Please do not define me by the house I’m living in.
You don’t know where I’m going; you don’t know where I’ve been.
Just because my house is not a mansion or chalet,
Doesn’t mean I can’t be just as happy where I stay.
 
The circumstances of our lives can change from time to time.
It seems to me that this time, a change will soon be mine.
I’m not sure I am ready to face this task again.
I’m longing for the days of youth and happy times back then.
 
No matter where I hang my hat, my heart is still the same.
Four walls alone won’t make a home when filled with doubt or shame.
A house is made of bricks or wood, but this I must confide…
A house is not a home unless true love resides inside.
 
A home should be a place that reaches out its arms to you,
Some rocking chairs on your front porch, where you enjoy the view.
As soon as you set foot inside the door you know you’re home,
Where Home Sweet Home is always best, no matter where you roam.
 
The welcome mat, it does just that…it makes you feel secure.
It doesn’t matter where you’re at, or if you’re rich or poor.
I think a home can know if you are feeling sad or blue,
And in its way, will do its best to take good care of you.
 
To me, there's nothing sadder than a house no one lives in.
No family to call its own, and empty rooms within.
Its windows are the eyes that blankly stare, as if to say,
“Won’t you come inside and take my loneliness away?”

The houses where I’ve lived before were happy ones, you see.
I loved each one in different ways and I know they loved me.
I left my mark on each of them in one way or another,
Especially the one I shared with Daddy and my Mother.

This home won’t be as nice as some I’ve lived in, in the past.
Financial strain can dwindle down a bank account so fast.
I have to do what’s right for me, and not for any other.
If you don’t like the place I live, I can’t go buy another.
 
I hope I won’t be judged by where I live, because you see
Your circumstances, too could change; you may live next to me.
Tornado Magnet, Trailer Trash…call me what you will.
The only thing that matters is the sweet relief I’ll feel.
 
Although it’s sad to leave this home, I never understood,
The heavy burden of my debt would soon be gone for good.
So if you want to tease me now, I’m sure you will agree,
This “almost” Trailer Trash is very soon to be debt-free!


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Candle light

By candle light I write,
By candle light I dream, 
        Of faraway places.
By candle light I see the face
Of the one who'll take my place.
And I dream of the day 
When I'll be no more,
I'll be knocking on Heaven's sweet door.
    And you'll have to worry no more.
I'll always eat, 
never purge,
   Just let me go and soon.
By candle light,
My sweet knife,
Gleams like the light from the moon.
            My life will come to an end
            How I'll miss it, my dear
            And all by candle light I fear.
Turn on the lights,
Blow out the candle,
                                  On death I now have a handle,
                              No need to burn no more 
                                                tonight
I am already reaching for Heaven


                     and 

Candle light.


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the sweeter the bitter

THE SWEETER, THE BITTER
The sweeter the bitter, the bitter the sweeter;
There is nothing like a free lunch, the sweeter the bitter
Lift me high so you can pull me down, the sweeter the bitter
Only my loved ones can hurt me, the sweeter the bitter
You sing only sweet melodies to entice me not knowing you are luring friendily to win me and satisfy your secret but wicked ambitions, the sweeter the bitter
I have fought so hard for you so if you can’t praise me, don’t shame me
The sweeter the bitter
Inside the gun is complete darkness but a bullet remains harmless until it sees a little light
Bigger baits attract worthy fishes. The sweeter the bitter
Why has a whole brain been reduced to a common sweet? The sweeter the bitter
In times of light I bloom, so you hold me tight and look at me in the eyes saying “you are simply the best”
Now there is darkness which has covered even the whitest snow, yes I am doomed  but stop telling serpent that I am the worst. The sweeter the bitter
Please tell me just one thing in this world that is always sweet but never bitter, the sweeter the bitter
No pain means no gain, the more you build the more you destroy, for perfect peace we should wage tougher wars the sweeter the bitter
Bear the pains to live death will soon embrace you, crown you, honour you and reveal all your hidden achievements. The dead enjoys more than the living the sweeter the bitter
The closer the light the hotter it becomes
Gaining one friend brings you more than one enemy
Sugar is sweet but could be very dangerous the sweeter the bitter
How I was born is not how I will die the sweeter the bitter
You have done things so great in the world but why do you bother to see the end of the sea
When you do anything possible to start your living just be wise death will certainly drag you and end the living the sweeter the bitter
To enjoy every bit of peace we must tolerate every bit of bitterness
Democracy, election and good governance are all sweet why then do we turn them bitter
The sweeter the bitter
Ironically you are for the nation but your selfish desires scatters the whole nation the sweeter the bitter
A word to the wise they say is enough; this is sweet but very bitter. So I say the sweeter the bitter.
                                                                     By    GODFRED K.B.ADJEI
                   tel:0270800513,email:gak_brant@yahoo.com
            facebook:GODFRED KB ADJEI
                                                                       


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Images

Saw your sister today,
She was young and pretty.

Didn’t see she was you,
She was young and happy.

What were you like then,
In the verdure of youth,

In that other world past,
Where hope and dreams once lived?

What fate made you thus,
And not that other girl?

Such little steps make a turn,
Once taken cannot be changed.

Where is that beauty I saw today,
How was so much lost so quickly?

Where is that sister-girl I saw today?
Is she gone or just below your stone face?

I thought I saw her once,
But she was worn and tired.

Where did that sweet soul go,
Did it really vanish?

I thought I saw it once,
But it was worn and tired.

Where did your sister-girl go?
I only saw her once.

Where did your sweet soul go?
I only saw it once…




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A Bird in a Cage

There is a little bird that sings sad songs in her tiny wicker cage,
Her prison is situated against the side of a cold flint napped wall,
My heart and my thoughts understand how miserable and alone she feels,
She dreams of her past times when she was free in a sweet June valley.

Remembering glittering waters, green buds take her back to happy days,
When blossom filled the boughs of pear trees and sweet hawthorn hedges,
Flying, landing among brand new leaves sipping cool dew in the mornings,
Grass full of sweetest flowers bluebells, swinging and ringing, all gone.

The caged bird remembers careless days and hates her captivity and cage,
When living in the woods was fun, so much to do good friends all around,
But she got caught and put in a cage she was not watching a sad mistake,
It swells her heart almost to bursting she lost her freedom one sunny day. 

A man sits on a wall listening to the birds sad songs he understands why,
He had been a prisoner for many years in a country miles across the sea,
So he creeps up to the cage and opens the door for the poor little bird,
Flying out she hoovers to the man as she tweets there is a tear in her eye.


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First Love, Part One

Though a sad day goes,
And a sad night comes
(For my Dear's not here with me),
I will bring up living
Our first love's giving,
When out of the sea came she.

Her leap was as sweet wind was,
Singing sweet, and where white waves
Rushed downward, shedding brightness at her side,
Her spirit-wings went soaring,
The song of her was pride.
Her face flamed into rapture
As she plashed upon each wave;
High billows swelled against her,
But how low to one how brave.
Her hands, in easy motion,
Caught a foam-bell at her knee,
Caught it up and, leaning shoreward,
Blew it shining clear to me.
So light a thing, so fragile,
Yet it sailed above my hand,
While climbing through the combers
Strode all Beauty to the sand.

She, who saw me rising,
As in worshipping I rose,
She, whose tender love-poem
Was the pureness of no pose,
As I closed the reach between us,
Going softly through the tide,
Said to me, spoke words to me---
Great love-words undenied---
"Sing, O Man, make music,
Say desires here;
Our hearts have blended rhythms,
Our eyes make flames appear.
My limbs, and all my body,
My yearning blood and will,
For reign of thine are ready,
Thy loving lust to fill."

Huge waves crashed over gently,
Huge roar of them was sweet,
While flying ubbles shattered
All their flakes upon our feet.
Our hands were like half-flowers
Feeling glad again to rise,
Then the petals pierced together
And the sun shot from our eyes.

I knew her dreams were Passion;
I knew her name was True---
True Love of Full Possession---
That all my longings drew.
And though how scorched within me
My thirst kept welling up,
I knew my soul abstracted,
And speech spilled from my cup.

O Sweet Warm Mouth so perfect,
So justified to be;
O Rare High Brow a-shining,
Whose thoughts Love's deeds will be;
I sign my lips upon thee,
I sign my life and soul,
Shut out all gods but Beauty,
Make you my only goal.
Now with these waves competing
My coursing veins aspire
To be in your veins beating
Until my blood turns fire.


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Night Time Awakens Mourn

Night time awakes, sunset’s rays enfold,
heavy breathing naught amiss, 
oasis flooded, idleness abounds. 
Melancholy waltz, sweet accords naught, 
sea of amber filled with anxiety. 
Love sweet love, tender heart broken, 
melted with remorse, 
insensible one that I am, 
vermin gnaw at my enthralled soul. 
Breeze sweeps across thy lofty room, 
forest scents naught, 
perfume drifts, tantalizing, potent incense, 
are you here dangerous woman.
 Scents overwhelming, cruel that they are,
 tear at my aching head, 
corrupt with memories meant for eternity. 
Horrid decayed love, consequence mastered, 
homage I pay to thee, 
raucous impudence wrought in pall of calm, 
vermin still surround my soul.
 Lying now, cavorts in pallid light console in tears,
 potent idleness, 
grandeur dwells of ephemeral pleasures past, 
clamorous head turns,
 life sleeps.


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Sweet Onions

As I cut the sweet onions
the Angel whisper's in my ear,
giving me visions
of the one I love.
I know not what it means,
only that it is upon me.

My knife is working on it's own,
I only hold the handle,
slicing and dicing 
to the beating of my heart.
My thoughts go beyond today,
to days and mistakes
that I can not fix ever.

Am I a martyr to Romance and Passion,
did I not embrace Love enough ?

I'm sure the Devil whispered in my ear then,
taking me to deserted streets 
and cheap motel rooms,
where names matter little at all,
only the money in your pocket.

She was with me,
with the Devil whispering to her,
maybe she the one I Love
showed me how to forget the day
and live just a few minutes at a time.

The smell of the sweet onions
seems to pour into me
bringing a touch of reality back.
The tears they bring
is covering up the real ones.

The Angel grants me 
one last look of her face
as I tell the Devil to whisper 
to someone else.



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My Sorrows

As if my sorrow knows no bound
Its roots are deep in my heart’s ground.

Its branches are high up in the sky
Its fruits are sweet no one can defy.

Its leaves are green as if it won’t die
It’s like a rain tree so it can cry.

Its flowers have very sweet fragrance
It attracts people from a distance.

Its flowers are no doubt colorful
God trims it with His gardening tool.


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Save Me

Save me
From who I've become
Save me 
From everyone
In my head
I dont want to die
But Im so close to dead
And all I want to do is cry

Whats so wrong with me
That I cannot see?
Whats so wrong with me
That makes you not want to be with me?
Whats so wrong with me 
That I cannot see?
Whats so wrong with me
That makes you not want to be with me?

Save me
From my own self
I want to jump from this shelf
That those in my life have put me on
Im falling 
So catch me
 My darling

Whats so wrong with me
That I cannot see?
Whats so wrong with me
That makes you not want to be with me?
Whats so wrong with me
That I cannot see?
Whats so wrong with me 
That makes you not want to be with me?

All I want is the sweet 'n' sour 
Touch of your lips
We could sit for hours
Watching our souls Eclipse
Holding each other
Making sweet Love
Forever .   .   .

Whats so wrong with me
That I cannot see? 
Whats so wrong with me
That makes you not want to be with me?
Whats so wrong with me
That I cannot see?
Whats so wrong with me 
That makes you not want to be with me?


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Emilé

The evening air blows twice as fair
when it is kissing her sweet strands of hair
to glimpse her rosy cheeks, perchance her eyes
any passerby would swoon.

Down the street the lamplights flicker on
a feeble gesture, half in vain
for any light forfeited by the sunset
is given to the moon.

And where it’s wanted shadow still creeps in
Observe! Behind a mule cart sits
bundled up in robes and motionless
the sweet girl prior mentioned.

Horses’ footfalls echo from the sides of shops
and disappear as masters drive
into some warmer corner
of the cold Parisian night

As well pedestrians shuffle by
at somewhat slower pace
and but the smallest turn their gaze upon
the pauper woman’s face

But none can see, but none can see
into this sweet girl’s reverie
the chillness in her breath
is the only sign she gives

Her eyes are closed, and now she flies
through darkest depths of mind to happier times
one summer evening on a porch
beside her lover true

When gaze is not transfixed upon the other
drinking from the depths of melancholy passion
it gorges itself upon the greenest grass
like heifers lowing on the hill

or bunnies bounding through the field
or crickets chirping in the reeded orchestra
all similes reveal themselves at twilight
to those in love, in elevated sight

and minds are read, so no surprise
can narrow further catlike eyes
when her lover true decides
to reveal to her the truth

“Upon this eve I have received
a letter from the Guard, with intent
to draft me into the army
as the gears of war are turned

you know how much I long to stay
within your arms until my dying day
but I’ve heard tales of those who tried to flee
many try, and none succeed

so in a week I’ll board the train
the line from Marseilles to Lorraine
and write you letters every night
until the morn that we shall hold each other tight”

And no words formed upon her lips
the falling leaves told all
but when they kissed tears did form inside their eyes,
rolled off, and mingled in their mouths.


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Little Man

Charmer he is, with that cute little smile
Adorable is just not enough to describe him
Scooby -Doo and Spongebob were his favorites
Eager to start each day anew
Youngest child, he is my sweet  baby
-
Joy he surely is
Always will be my little man
Miss him and the others each and every day
Every day I know he forgets me more and more
Sad is barely enough to describe our last day together

Daring he is as he has no fear
Unique in so many many ways
Kind and sweet he was to his mommy
Each day is agony that he and his siblings are gone


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The Big UnEasy

It was all good a week ago,
Bourbon Street was full of energy,
The air saturated with laughter, Gumbo, Jambalaya and Catfish.
The wind whispering sweet nothings in your ear,
Farewell to the last days of summer.
But in my slumber, hurricane season was here,
The wind no longer whispered, but she cried for help,
And suggested that we do the same.
As God's fury swept across the delta,
With a similar rage that had driven Hitler during the Holocaust,
The same "Big Easy" that was adored and cherished,
Had become as uneasy as an upset stomach.
In complete emotional distraught, I pinched myself,
Hoping to awaken from this Purgatory... and I did.
Only to find the ocean inhabiting the streets of New Orleans,
Filled with corpses, that swam through the water like schools of fish,
The air saturated with death, hunger, despondency and lamentation.
With my faith paralyzed, I turned to look up at the broken sky,
Seeking an answer from God about what had happened.
As if he had sighed before answering,
The same wind that had once whispered those sweet nothings, daintily cried,
Katrina, Katrina... Katrina.


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Forever turning leaf

My parents are yelling, to and fro,
All I do is sit here and wait, for the next scream and shout
My world has torn apart, MY home, MY world
I don’t want any sympathy, cause then I would cry
So many tears, to think so many families go through this fate
I hate this cruel, bitter, twisted world, I hate bitter life
The only reason why I keep going is for my mother
The heart-broken woman, cries for her life back
My father storming out, denying any hate

All I have now is my music, my sweet lulling music
If only I could live and dream my music
The sweet pluck of a guitar and the soothing voice
It understands what I go through, the pain and the agony
I look at baby photos, and even though I remember the every day arguments
I look oblivious and see it as the every day life
Every part of my home will go, the house, lifestyle, the shouting,
The address, to my bedroom I will have to say goodbye
Imagine walking into your house after a normal school day
And walking out knowing your life will never be the same again

Never seeing your bedroom again, never sitting on your sofa again, 
Never walking along your road to the near by shops
Knowing that you can never return
Knowing that your life is not in your hands anymore
I hate the world, I cannot get who I love, lead the life I want
And never see my life again


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Farewell to Margaret

Wipe my tears sweet Margaret, 
ask me why it is I grieve. 
Ask me not of my regret. 
It is for un-leaving of a tree. 
It is for coming lack of Spring. 
It is for this and other things. 

It is for clouds that block the sun. 
It is for a clock not setting still. 
It is for a creek waterless to run. 
It is for loss of life's own will. 
It is for all we have not seen. 
It is for this and other things. 

It is for wand-wood leafless lie. 
It is for snow on mountains tall. 
It is for tears that fill an eye. 
It is for coming of the fall. 
It is for a church bell as it rings. 
It is for this and other things. 

Ask me not of my regret. 
Blind it is for men to sin. 
Just hold my heart sweet Margaret, 
and love me to the coming end. 
Beyond your spirit catching wing, 
it is for this and no other thing.


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A Wish From Home

Dreaming, Hoping, Longing 
I look to the moon with a prayer on my heart 
Awaiting the return of my better part 

Hand cramping, Tears streaming 
Is this one finally worth believing 
The man, the soldier whose loving words stole my heart 
You've etched them in to my soul 
With you in my life I finally feel whole 

Please my sweet soldier come home 
The radio plays all the songs 
The ones that show our support 
With wishes of you all coming home 
I find myself staring at the sky 
With a watchful eye 
Though I cannot help but sing along 
Please my sweet soldier come home 

I love you, I pray for you 
I wish to be in your arms 
Please my sweet soldier come home


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Sweet Hellos and Sorrowful Goodbyes

A sweet hello.
That's how we started.
We went through our days without a care in the world.
And it all started through our sweet hello.
A sorrowful goodbye.
That's how we ended.
Our last days together were our worst.
And that last sorrowful goodbye was worst than anything we went through together.
You tried to apologize.
And I tried to forgive.
But when we couldn't apologize or forgive,
we said our sorrowful goodbye.
There will always be sweet hello's.
But none as sweet as ours was.
And there will always be sorrowful goodbyes.
But none as sad as ours was.


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My Two Little Boys

He was only 4 months old 
When he was placed in my arms
He was abused, sad and only a puppy
Give him a good home is all he said
I cried when he handed me that sad eye'd little guy
He was full of energy as he zipped about
He was my boy there was no doubt
At 10 o'clock every night
He would run down the hall ready for bed
He'd stand there and wine till I picked him up
Wrestling on the bed became an evening ritual
Then we would snuggle in for a night of rest
He became my personal protector
Growl and snap at anyone he thought would hurt me
He was my friend and his coat absorb many a tear
He gave me comfort in times of need
His little heart was a big as he 
We would go for rides, but he loved to camp
Ice cream from Dairy Queen was our favorite snack
We have since added another to our little circle
They lie belly up in the bright sunshine
I look in their eyes and can't deny it
No other human could love them as much as I
They like to be seen and love to be heard
Their real names are Teddy Jay and Toby Michael
Oh, sweet little dogs that won my heart 
Ears flopping, dark brown eyes never fail to delight
Each morning they join me in bed
Till I rise up and take them outside for a while
My sweet little Beagles their toys strung about
Their small, their cute they are under my feet
But truth be told, although I scold and reprimands
They still greet me at the door their little tails wagging 
Their bright eyes alive with glee
Showing their love for me
But when I doubt what life's all about
And I question all I feel inside
And when my heart in torn apart
And when I cry all alone
One snuggles my neck the other my hand
And to my surprise I realize they understand.


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Once Upon A Time World

Inspired by Christy Hardy. (For the title)

That world,
So sweet with wonder,
Candyland to all hearts,
Was it real, I wonder?
Or only certain parts?

The child at Christmas,
Saucer sized eyes
Of anticipation...
Mother baking Christmas cookies...
Tinsel on the sweet smelling tree,

Did this really happen?
Happen to you or me?
Or did Daddy come home,
Drunk and surly,
Drank up his Christmas bonus,

Christmas was now doomed,
To Mother was left the onus,
To save what she could
Of this most precious holiday,
And at this she was so good...

Children are pliable,
They are always learning
By what they see about them,
Mother's Love would always
Save the day,
She shouldered her burdens well,
Or so it seemed to us children,
Cause she would never tell,

But now I wonder how many nights
She cried soft tears,
As her drunken mate snored on
She fought our fight,
She earned our love,
But now, dear Mom, is gone.


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SEPTEMBER DAYS

September sadness, sweet and sour,      
A dagger piercing heart and soul.
Nostalgic flood tides rush to shore,
With tender memories of old.
                                   
Cicada swan songs wax and wane
In melancholy symphony.
Secluded crickets strum their harps
In monotonic harmony.
                                 
A carefree summer sounds retreat
Before the mellow, golden haze.
Autumn sadness fills our lives
With bitter sweet September days.


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Return To Me

autumn afternoons glow with colorful nuances
i delight in shades of crimson
but not as much as azure
no not as much as the color of your kind, confident eyes
if only i could swim in the crisp cool blue of your eyes
and watch the shades of azure 
deepen as i get closer to your heart
but eyes are only a window to the soul 
not the doorway

when daylights exhausted its wealth of amber hues
and eve brings upon us shadow 
i take comfort in the five pillows that surround me
yet i am not as comforted in cotton and down 
as i am in a handful of your honey tares
fine as strands of spun sugar
and by the time I'll recognize this moment
the moment will be gone

for true loves sweet endeavor 
to wait to find this will last forever
but as seasons change autumn to winter
so does passions sweet affairs
a brief exchange then a wave good bye
if i never stop could i find
you just might wave hello again
to belive my life is gonna see
the love i give return to me


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The Last Words

I miss my father everyday,
He is no longer there...
I miss him dearly,
Somedays too hard to bear...

When I envision him at the table,
Or playing his mouth harp,
An instrument on which he was,
Oh so very sharp...

Phantom breezes,
Like memories...
Still flow through cracked windows,
of 100 years ago...
Memories of family gatherings,
No more shall I ever know..
I grow old and frail and wonder,
When will it be my time to go...

Oh, if miracles God could grant,
Based on necessity,
He'd have me No. 1, first on line,
From the need only he and I could see

The last vibrations,
Of his final vocalizations,
Still within my heart,
Will linger until I utter mine,
And at last I, as well, do depart...

One last hurrah,
One last sweet afternoon, 
Having a beer on the porch together,
Listning to Glenn Miller,
Or perhaps one of the Dorseys,
Enjoying just being alive together,
Oh, all the things he taught me,
Family love hard as steel,
Now breaks my heart,
You likely know how I feel

Treasured hours on our porch,
Hearing "American Standards Radio"
Or watching the Yankees, or the Mets,
Just about as sweet as life gets...
The need to converse optional,
We've already shared our own secret beliefs,
Our feelings slowly peeling from our souls,
So there, no words need we share,
Just so glad each is there...
Flying amongst the trade winds,
So pregnant with emotion,
A sense of finality,
Of our love and deep devotion...

People who are no more,
In a place no longer there,
Echoes of time,
And words we did once share...


Something is flying about.....


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Dusk

I sat alone in the room,
No one else in the house,
As the light started to fade
In the ceiling, a scurrying mouse

My cigarette smoke made
mystic forms in the incoming
rays of the sun..
I knew my time in this house
was very near done

Decades of family so happy here,
My sad fate to be
The last one alone to fear
The ghosts of my family
Soon their house would be gone
And all I could hope for
Was to help them move on,

Alone, dust, smoke, some fear...
Saddness and despair ever more near

Broken spirited man
Swirling thoughts
like his smoke,
Gagging on sadness
Very near to choke

Goodbye sweet home
Goodbye sweet family
This is where I'd choose
to die, given a choice,
In hopes to again hear
One of my loved one's
sweet voice.


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Sweet Restfulness Calls

Sweet Restfulness Calls

Night time befalls me. Another storm in the distance summons. Lighting blazing 
down, pays homage to its sound. Life sleeps but restful I am not, calm but no 
bliss have fallen upon my senses. Powerless to resist, remembering all we had, 
tantalizing as it were, the grandeur of every word. Memories so sweet so sublime 
as they are, cannot remove my tender heart broken. The stabbing the pain swept 
across my chest, governs my ravished heart, dissolving in my tears. Anguish 
abounds me, torment right beside, remembering those days when I by your side. 
How radiant that you are, Voluptuous to say the least, languor befalls us after 
sweet fervors fulfill our morbid souls, swept across our bodies, enthralled  with 
emotion.
Your essence still fills the room like forests flowers scents, as if perfume drifts, 
like incense.
Tortured am I with sweet memories, wondering my destiny unfolds. Will there be 
a tomorrow to enlighten my solitary soul. Overwhelming my thoughts, where is 
my distant storm, tormented grandeur where you once adorned. Anxiety loathing 
swaths envelops ludicrous homage muffled only by the distant thunder, torn and 
shrouded my profoundly empty solitude.
Lurking in the darkness, beckoning my morbid soul, lulled offers infinite oasis, 
my thoughts controlled with confidential tone.
Whispers all around me, subtle as they are, immense dispute docile martyr, 
flung upon my blazing heart. 
                                                   Sweet restfulness calls,


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You

This is for the first time when I saw you standing there
with your curly, brown hair hung over the stare in your eyes
that made me first fall in love your great spark of humor
which starts the beginning of every end that begins with a smile
And all the while, you thought you were one of those ordinary people
which you read about in a book, but if you look,
you are my mountain of greatness
which collects the passing words flowing through your lips
like water in the fountain of youth and beauty that dips
into a puddle of clocks ticking and melting like snow
But when it dissolves, it flows and grows, into an ocean of feelings, deeply kept
like the sorrow of your tears that yesterday caused, recklessly
Like sliding in the mud, trudging uphill, facing the wind of dim, sweet irony
that in fact, I’ve never seen, like the clean, new shine of your legs under your jeans
But I’m willing to take the benefit of the doubt
that this will make you walk with your back in my view,
like taillights in the dark, under the stars, where we first sat and your hand touched my arm
and it was warm like a poem, hidden under your door, on the cold floor
where my mind was once before I met your sweet face
And all my thoughts are based on and on
until you leave like the leaves in the fall that fall into orange and red
which you dream of in bed
Its 3 A.M. and I can’t close my eyes
I try, but the wind is blowing too hard to hear your breathing
not clear enough to touch or brush with my fingertips, that lingers in memory of your name
sliding across the paper and pen that just ran out of ink.
Your face is still on my mind the whole time I write these words that rhyme every line 
as I sigh, deep as a hurricane
But I can’t blame the moon that shines over the sun
that I will see when I open my eyes to a surprise
that I may have just dreamt of us together, when the weather was once like this
and it brings me back to where I started…you.


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Sweet blood

His kindness was excessive,
His compassion was enormous,
Sweetness was mixed with his blood,
And sugar ran through his veins,

Crawling slowly into his heart,
Slithering between his organs...
Sweetness swam in his body,
But his heart felt bitter,

Deceit and betrayal,
Lay under his skin,
But with a sweet taste,
Like a harmless sin,

Taking over his body and soul,
Leaving him breathless,
Sweetness controls his mind,
While lies surround his heart,

All the kindness he had in him,
Was drenched with lies,
And the enormous compassion,
Eventually dies,

Nothing is what it seems,
Even in our dreams,
No one lives honestly,
People live to pretend...

No matter how sweet a person is,
A hole filled with bitterness 
Lies underneath,
Even if sugar ran in his blood….


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That is Silence

Silence is like the night.
Calm, tranquil, like black silk.
Covering you like a blanket of death.
Ice, frozen raindrops, a sea of nothingness.
That is silence.

Wait, strain to hear, what was that?
Nothing but the sweet darkness that is silence.
Where can I go to escape this heavy feeling?
It's coming down more quickly; heavy, dark, nothingness.
That is silence.

Calmness, light, a tunnel, peace.
Is this the end?
Heaviness, hands of light reaching out to pull you in.
Finally, peace, a wash of sweet light.
That is silence.


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Haunting

The glass is shattered
And the mirror is broken,
It’s reflection forever lost 
Never to be found.

I still hear your whispers,
Grazing my cheek with a ghostlike echo,
Reaching out into me, 
Pulling me back into you.

It isn’t fair.

You keep me up at night, 
The nightmares of no dreams stealing my peace.
I’m fighting with the dark
And the memory of its touch.

My flesh is not my own,
While your touch is haunting me,
Your sweet whispers taunting me,
I need a sweet release.

I’m scorned and I’m pained, 
And I’m fighting my end,
With shatters of hope scratching at my skin.
There is nothing left.

Please, let me be.

But wait…
Sweet, simple silence from the dark,
No whispers,
Sweet simple silence…
Can you hear it?

A single tear drop,
That I have let fall,
Could it be?
I am mortal after all?


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Sweet Pea

Please hold my hand right now
Help me
I'm scared, please show me how
To fight this
I'll wait for you to understand
And I'm being as patient as I can
If you come back sweet pea
I'll know just what to say
I promise I won't turn away
Every night wanting to feel your body heat
On your bed through the sheet
I've thought of every pretty little thing to whisper in your ear
Recalling the way I felt when you first touched me there
I pray we'll apprecaite each other more
By making it through
Will you be the way that I remember you?
Holding you to my chest
My one desire is to please you
You know you're not like the rest
After I smile I have to cry
Becasue you're not there to see me look beautiful
When I laugh I want your eyes upon my face
And I want your hand where my hands trace
We'd both be happy then
Loving every breath of you
Can't believe I let you slip away
Was there anything I could say?
I think I'm falling apart
You're what I think of when I fall asleep 
And wake up
Did you think of the rest of our lives too?
Like you said we'd love each other after one year
I'll kiss you the way you want
We'll have a big yellow house
I'll be whatever you need
In that picture perfect place
If you come back sweet pea
I'll know what to say
I promise I won't turn away
Alone in a summer night
I want to know you again
You make me think everything I do is right 


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Dreaming

I lay here alone on this king size bed
Holding the pillow where you lay your head
I yearn for your touch, your arms, your embrace
Inhaling your fragrance...and the smile on your face

I stare at the ceiling inside these four walls
Dreaming I see you standing in the hall
My thoughts run wild seeing you there
Your soft white skin...wrapped in your hair

{Chorus}
Dreaming...sweet dreams in my mind
Touching...sipping sweet red wine
Loving...clinging to your pillow
Slowly giving you my all...Dreaming

I open my eyes feeling complete
Pick up your picture that fell at my feet
I trace your image and whisper I love you
For you're the only one...my heart is true

{Chorus}
Dreaming...sweet dreams in my mind
Touching...sipping sweet red wine
Loving...clinging to your pillow
Slowly giving you my all...Dreaming


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Child of My Heart

As you stand in a meadow up above.
With the Lord at your side giving you his love.
You are so innocent, no sins you will bare.
Thy love of God's grace will keep you there.
The image of you takes my breath away.
For I know in my heart you will never go astray.
My child the wonderful sight that I see.
Is one that I will always carry with me.
The white gown you wear brings peace to my heart.
For one day I know we will never be apart.
All though I have never seen your sweet face.
My thoughts of you will never be earsed.
The tears you would have cried I will never see.
Which is good in away for no pain there will be.
I may not been able to hold you in my arms.
For God you are to be, with all of his charms.
Fly now my little Angel into the night.
For everything you do will always be right.
You carry with you all my heart and soul.
I will never let my thoughts of you go.
So you see my sweet baby mommy loves you.
And I pray that you know daddy does too.
So, I lock you away safe in my heart.
Someday we'll be together, never again apart.


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LOVE'S AFTERGLOW

Ah, memory, sweet memory,
Why do you come to torture me
With images, of a days gone by,
So tender sweet they make me sigh.
Fond memories, so sweet--in truth--
Like honey on an aching tooth.
Like nectar's taste upon the tongue,
No sweeter song was ever sung.
But that song is sung--that day is gone,
And the flow of life must still go on.
So, memories that torment me,
Go on your way and let me be.
That perfect day is gone, I know--
I'm living in its afterglow. 


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Infinite Oasis

Ennui hath taken my very soul,
 listlessness abounds me, 
dissatisfaction ravished my heart, 
no one around me. 
The sun lurking behind the cloud,
 breaks away, blazing down, 
trying to melt away my tears,
 but is powerless in mine sorrow. 
Why is life so cruel, 
loathing, governing each waking moment 
hindering all our days, 
gnawing at our every thought? 
No rest for the avenging treachery, 
so horrid so wrought,attacking, 
overwhelming my every waking thought.
 Sweet accords no more, 
gilded by my actions,
 enthralled down upon all sweet fervors, 
quell memories of grandeur, 
consequences I must face 
Raucous impudence remove my grace.
 Decaying love inundated vermin, horrid company,
 swept torment in my life nonchalantly.
 Horizons never to be conquered, 
consequences I must accept, 
sciamachy in the shadows,
 lurking, waiting to strike, 
corrupt my happiness.
 Ravished heart dissolved in tears, 
demoralizing days.
 Profoundly empty solitude, 
ephemeral pleasures a waste. 
Putrid soul insensible one
 remorse in my dubious ways. 
Whence lavish gifts, 
cavorts in pallid light, 
shimmering inducing your gaze,
 your very sight. 
Caresses I long for, 
your hips, your back, your ample breast,
 your flesh, your body fair,
 once fulfilled my emptiness. 
Sweet fervors I adorned you, 
swept you to your lofty bed.
 Heavy breathing abounds us, 
sweet memories fill my head, 
emotions release, 
seduced our very souls, 
swept grandeur upon our bodies, 
joy that cant be told.
Infinite oasis
 swallowed by malformed monsters.
Exhale


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Desperation

Alas, the sweet perfume lingers in the night..
She stood motionless, but ready to move..
Gazing upon my efforts to win her sweet love,
she turned and left, with no intention to return.

She stood motionless, but ready to move,
she showed me that her feelings could change.
It is quite disheartening, knowing these facts.
but I will still continue or die trying.

Gazing upon my efforts to win her sweet love,
I thought, if just for a moment, a chance.
For naught, she seemed a distance away,
If only I could penetrate her heart.

She turned and left, with no intention to return,
leaving me destitute, but still replete of love.
I will find her and win her heart one day
as I will still continue or die trying.


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September Lost

My sweet child whom I have never met, the love, the sorrows are within and kept. 

I can no longer detain the pain, the anger, the grief, release and detach, executed 
from my womb, in my heart and mind is beyond belief. 

There's no question concerning my love for you, I carry you in my heart as well as 
my soul. 

I breathe the remembrance that my mind will allow, for the short time I held you 
from within. 

I treasure each moment as time goes on, I often wonder would it be my eyes or 
my smile you would carry on. 

As the night falls and the day must come to an end, I often think of you. 

As the months go on and we come upon September, I feel this tremendous lost, 
my eyes how they tear, my heart how it aches, Remembering the miscarriage 
and when it took place. 

My sweet child have no worries, when its my time to be with you again, There will 
be no reason or force to tear us apart again. 

I then will place that long lost kiss upon your face and once you’re in my arms, 
Mommy promise she will be with you for eternity. 


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Feelings Waiting To Be Kissed

Mournfully I sit here, waiting to be reborn, 
knowing as I pay homage to you,
 it is you that I have adorn. 
Anguish all about, overwhelming solitude, 
tortured with my thoughts, memories profoundly empty,
 burden my tender heart, this must be my destiny. 
You being the one I adore, preferred above the rest,
 sweet docile martyr, who has filled my empty chest. 
Foolish that I am, beckon your very call,
 emotions abound so deep, enthrall my morbid soul.
 Summons to you, begging forgiveness to say the least,
 potent idleness, anxiety set so deep, 
gilded by my love for thee, powerless hindered with your charm, 
emotions sweet sound shimmering in my mind, 
nourish horizons waiting to be born. 
Sunrises moist rays, breaking through the misty haze,
 beckoning my call to thee. 
Merest whims of your perfume fill my aching head, 
memories of days gone by, grandeur of us in bed. 
Heavy breathing, as bodies being ravished, 
unique alluring body fair, flesh so sweet, 
your exotic countenance, tells all disputes not, 
enthralls your bed abyss.
 Flung upon us whence subtle idleness lay, 
Aromatic splendor of another day.
 Immense dispute upon our dubious remorse, 
cruel that is dead, augments swoon seduces sweet accords,
 senses melted powerless, answers not consoling, 
preferred harmony amiss. 
Convey feelings waiting to be kissed.


Details | I do not know? | |

Must Go On

I met a man a few months back.
Cared for each other more than life itself.
Spent every waking moment together.
Inseparable.

Physically attracted to each other,
Mentally connected as one.

Finished each other sentences.
Knew what the other was thinking before a word was said.

Understood each other,
Had so much in common.

Could talk for hours on end about anything from life itself to fictional characters,
Taught each other lessons in life,
Explained the unknown subjects.

Were said to be perfect together,
We had good karma.

Could feel each other’s mood by just hearing the word ‘hello’.
Felt each other’s emotions.
One was sad so was the other.
One was happy and the feeling was mutual.

Shared many new experiences
Combined one’s was already had.

Told each other about our past and our future goals in life.
They always included the other.

He was taken from me.
We knew it was going to happen.
Tried to block out the inevitable,
But it was impossible.

I sit and watch him leading a life he doesn’t want.
Hurts to see him in a place he wishes not be.
Hurts to know he truly is not content.

He pretends he’s happy to hide his feelings,
I can see through the very thin act.

I cannot see him nor touch his soft skin.
All I can do is speak to him, 
On very few occasions.

He speaks to me and he tries to encourage me.
He gives me words of wisdom.
Tells me how good I can be.
Explains how I have such potential,
Can do anything I please.
Tells me he knew I was the one.

We both have made mistakes in life,
Neither can change that.
We both have to live with them for the rest of our time,
His more visible than mine.

I know he is a good person.
Loving, caring, funny sweet and straightforward.
Is the best person I’ve ever met,
The most caring person I’ve ever known.

I wake up each day praying he’ll be there. 
Go to sleep at night hoping to meet him in my dreams.

I know I must move on with my life.
Get to the goals we once had, 
Alone.
I get scared, worried I cant to it,
But deep deep down, 
I know I'm capable.

I may not be able to feel his touch
Or smell his sweet smell
But I do know, he’ll always be there for me
And if I need anything, I can call.

Its time I start reaching for the stars,
Accomplish what we always wanted.

There may be some pieces missing from the set, 
But the show must go on.



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I MAY NEVER KNOW YOUR SWEET KISSES

I may never know your sweet kisses...
but that inviting,warm look
might  make me yours;
oh,I dream of it a lot!

The many useless heartbreaks 
are a continuation of tender delusions
I keep inside for some kind of hope;
you are adored by thousands of men,
and I am not one of the chosen...
still feeling like someone who's lost his grip! 

I may never know your sweet kisses,
and 'though we are this close...
no night has us completely alone,
no morning greets us with the dazzling sun;
I patiently wait,consuming my desire...
'till it's too weak for me to be the charmer!

If my delusion keeps me from reality, 
I'll take it  out it of these unpleasant dreams...
to feel rejection as another word of sympathy;
I could be as unresisting as you,and care less 
and have many women sorround me, too...
but will it be different and still feel so true?

I may never know your sweet kisses,
the ones you waste on others;
perhaps you were never meant to be mine,
because I have given in too easily
and trusted in you so surely!
I may never know your sweet kisses...
don't ever imagine I'll be alone!