O web of guesses woven:
Divine: dichotomy?
Set aside, O witch coven?
Fire, O fancy-free!
Sulfur fumes, metallic grey.
Gold to separate.
Stir it well, heat, wait: a day.
Dole, O disparate.
O crystals, are you flexible?
Relative to some.
Rule of thumb, O parda gull?
Lightly beat thy drum.
Spritely fly, O peregrine!
The raptor closes in!
Talons clash and beaks tear skin!
Battles to begin!
Wind, slip through space. Melee, machine.
Thunderbolt, thy storm.
Turtle, snap. Core? Carapace.
Living room, keep warm...
Tympani, roll. Gaol? Golden bowl.
Broken arrow, fly.
Pining, princess? Sign and soul!
Horn, blow back and fry!
Black bell and book? Crook. Lore a-look.
Ritual, outward point.
Bishop, are you worth that rook?
Pain of loss, anoint...
Seeker, reveal. Heat lightning, peal.
Dark fire, in me sing.
Flame aquatic, burn bright teal.
Oxidize thy sting...
It's the doers that will do something in this world
The past it haunts with a heavy presence those idle souls
they sat back as the future of the next generation is stolen
the calling card boils down to those that breathe fresh air
remembering a quote which held me in thought
That peace was the enemy of memory
the wicked stand confounded framed by deeds
there is a spiritual war taking place backwards moving forward
how far down the ladder do we go before stepping up
hate devours love examining the truth if it were to turn face
respect has lost all communication when fighting this beast
unrepentant it suffers the agony throwing bitterness to the fowl
when it crows it worms its way around sympathy
wicked it claws for acceptance never seeing guilty as justice
it hides with the sloth always seeking but never finding
on the tombstone carved once bitten twice shy
here lies the remains of a broken child
whom sold by actions a nation down the river
Some sense it
a tipping point being tilted.
You step back
into your mind's eye,
survey the present climate
sensing a dire change,
a new darker wind
stirs your thoughts.
Something went wrong,
something got too damaged.
In the stateless moment
where we were once unified
by the same dream
there is now a lack,
a narrowing of opportunities
for peace and harmony.
What you once loved and honored
is being dismantled,
its parts being carried away
by political gremlins.
The Great Divide is here
it rumbles under our feet
it pollutes the very air we share.
You want to run to the nearest hilltop
and shout:
"broken arrow, broken arrow!"
Alas ears are now blocked
and hearts sundered.
The rocking scale is off kilter
and a torn veil has fallen
from our eyes.
A juicy girl named Cherry Bing
Discovered Cupid's ding-a-ling
It was too small
No good at all
She wasn't doing anything!
She's my Disney princess
She rings my Belle
To remind me I'm more than this Beast
She's my partner in crime
She's the Minnie to my Mickey
She's the Bonnie to my Clyde
She knocks the sense back in me
When I start acting a little Goofy
She makes my life feel like a movie
When I wake up with the Sleeping Beauty
I would've ripped up this story long ago
If she weren't the one reading it to me
Call me Captain Jack n Coke Sparrow
She gave new use to my heart strings
When all I had was a broken arrow
She's my compass and my booty
My companion through the looney
Bin through which they threw me
She makes me shine when I struggle
I dont know how she does it to me
But she enlivens what used to doom me
If this isnt heaven, this is a new me
She's the Snow White light
Waiting at the end of my tunnel
She took my heart off the market
Shes my Genie, my Jasmine, my Raja, and my Carpet
She says please let me step in between you and the abyss
I say yes, please do
She's my Cinderella
And our love story is my MCU
She's the 21st century Hella
Here to answer my death wish
For I was as lonely as Loki
Until she showed me
Whatever Pepper showed Tony.
Dear Cupid,
I really wish you had a heart (too),
For then I'd sink your arrow in it,
Break one half off and walk away,
Leaving the shard nestling halfway through,
So you know the pain of a broken arrow.
Lovers beware of Cupid's arrows,
One end bears love, the other pain,
He could choose to sink the wrong end in you,
Break it off, fly away, right end in hand,
That's when you'll know living is cruel,
Battling the pain of a broken arrow.
Cupid, sometimes I really ought to hate you,
But mother taught me well to love babies right,
And baby brother Arnold can bear me witness,
For I tried, I tried to always play civil,
Even when infant jealousy peaked and blossomed,
I cuddled him still in my tiny fragile arms,
So I'll love you still with this broken arrow.
But make no mistake, I'll be lying in wait,
Patiently till the day you come of age,
Puberty knocking, and there I'll stand,
Nestling your arrow in my eager hands,
Before you know it I'll aim for your heart,
Sink it in deep with a smug smile on,
Break off the right end and breeze away,
Leaving you with the pain of your broken arrow.
A collapsed cave houses my curse
Where once stood your altar
Memory haunts me like a headless horse
A broken man with an empty centre
It’s been a decade and some tears
Since forever was lost to the winter
Imprisoned by the cold of commitment fears
The key dangles, but none dare entre
Your grace was the fireplace to my hurt
Your angel wings carried my soul
A ripple of fate tore what we had apart
A shockwave our love couldn’t sail
A dark cloud thunders over my heart
Its reign soaking me in sorrow
Lightning flashes pain at your thought
On my knees like a broken arrow
She wears her sadness like a sombrero
Others laughing at her expense
Her life resembles a broken arrow
Still soaring in defense
She cooks, cleans and rocks babies
With a loving heart and calming smile
Her spirit defeated by a vicious rabies
A controlled substance in a vial
A colossal balloon destined to be popped
With her dedication it never will
If it were pierced, it couldn't be stopped
A bowling ball tempting a hill
Invisible stilts beneath her high heels
Making difficult her every step
With balance and grace, she turns her wheels
Adding a delightful pep
Her sky blue eyes and gift of gab
Distract others from seeing her Hell
Country chic perfume, just a dab
A pleasant deterring smell
Always on time, accountably prepared
Spreading joy to those around
Falling apart, she comes home bare
Where pain is the only sound
There's nothing left at the end of her day
She survives on crumbs alone
Given others what she didn't have to give away
Humbly satisfied with the seeds she's sewn
I’ll be a distant memory
A dream that was and is now a tragedy
An event
A disappointment
Something sorry, unwise and naïve
Nothing worthy of your love
The heart you once felt
The hearts that have since all left
The hand you once held
Let go to save yourself a bitter end
There’s no fence in my defense
There was only defiance when you took a chance
Because the rain dance you danced was answered, yes
In all the red from lips you wore and the glow of your dresses
In the form of a storm
Now all’s washed away in a foam
And when the raindrops soon extinguish the flame
Who…? Love’s to blame!
Forgive my confession of sin yet unseen
Accept my obvious lack of a backbone of real man
When you died in my pillow
And lost your head like a broken arrow
When I lied in a serenade
And lost my heart when we laid
Yes, I loved you when love did come
No, I loved you when love did harm
Yes, I love until the heart overwhelm
No, I love until the end romance’s paradigm
Remember me,
Forget us because we
Were never meant to be
Forgive yourself in spite of what true love didn’t see
You are free from being her slave
Then again, forget me, you were truly brave
There was a king, very Grimm
Who composed verse of the dead in the dim
The dim darkness of evil minds
Brothers of a sort in the black forest
He was in exile and away from the castle walls
He wept for lost loves and lost conquests
He wept for lost brothers and wars, he wept for battles won
His sword became a pen
Day and night, thoughts to clay
He pondered lost hearts and fortunes
Poetic verse captivated the forest creatures
Nobility reciting verse after verse
Of ones darkest desires
The king was a poet
With a broken arrow
No lover to fall under his spell
Darkness devoured
All thoughts that may have been
The Princess of Light
I woke in the dawn, in the mist of nowhere
A prince soon to be king
Came upon my abode
He fell to his knees
I fell in love
We rode together behind castle walls
We battled warriors, we battled love
I died, he fled
His torments haunt him still
King of the poetic darkness
No goodbye tears
Tell me it’s a nightmare
Rock away my fears
Because nobody cares
The feelings were so strong
I felt so cold and alone
Absence makes the heart grow fonder
Is that really true I wonder than I ponder
A broken arrow
A broken vow
The unseen umbilical chord was cut
Afterwards I knew what was up
Where we kissed and spoke of tomorrow
Places that now bring me only sorrow
Our past and loving memories were shattered
Each precious memory now scattered
Remorse and sorrow fill my days
Now its my time to pray
Still, I wish for the happiness and pleasure
True love I do treasure
I've been a prisoner, can't you see?
Break my chains and set me free.
With me; our friendship has become a part
Of my world now; it has its special place,
Within my being, life, and in my heart,
cycles of pitiful emotions
do we know the minds of the hurt and lost
euphoric melancholy for some
a look into the minds of the so called brave
is it criminal or insanity
the broken arrow that wields the bondage of the meek
couragous is none
cross the borders of weekness
and weild your own sword
cut the cord that binds you
and follow none but thy own heart and soal
find your heirophant
the broken arrow
the oh,dare,oh,care
sariavo
their people too
god remebers you
covets your fame
your name
and game
same as me
aboslutely
In the gray dawn,
surrounded by prairie,
a lone buffalo.
A symbol of heritage,
it sheds a tear;
Not for the dead,
but the living.
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