Though for hour's
i as myself
And probably you as i
Have spent nay been transfixed
Ever pondering and decomposing
the poetic verse
Starring hazy glazed into an
unfulfilled keyboard dimly lit
computer screen
I just can't find the thoughts i
wish my mind's to find or remitt
Likewise transmit the emotions
i am aspiring to committ to or
admit to
As everytime a word and thought
appears
A second later it disappears
And cometh now hour's late
at night once darkness is
subsidizing and the sun has
begun to peek inside
my curtains
I am as i was hour's earlier still
starring ever more tired at an
empty computer screen
Devoid of both my word's my
thoughts and emotions
Apart from what i am currently
relating to you now
Simply wishing to whilst away a
passing few hour's away
Until i have or can come up
with something of reverence
to relay
And my mind starts stimulating
and titillating my fingers upon
my ever more expectantly
keyboard key's
When once finished written and
thus posted i tenuously read back
In hopeless expectation
Of better thing's in hour's to come
Categories:
decomposing, inspiration,
Form: Free verse
I am
As I gaze up towards the universe
I am
As a fading star lingering in the night
I am
Lost inside the twilight's whispered dreams
I am
Reality inside tomorrows twisted illusions
I am
Without purpose
I am
Nothing, nothing at all
I am
One with not even a reason to die
I am
The one who sold his insanity
I am
Alone and so very afraid
Eating the dirt and decay infiltrating my solitude grave
Categories:
decomposing, angel, art, death, destiny,
Form: Couplet
Beauty decomposing,
Like Mozart unraveling;
A symphony from his grave,
She no longer would behave;
Slowly she rotted,
Her I's no longer dotted;
No more makeup,
Hair tied in a knot was her dressed up;
She stunk like a corpse,
Driven to the end of her ropes;
Because not even an overdose,
Would make her come alive a dead rose;
She'd been mistreated,
Her will to survive depleted;
She no longer held her composure,
Her life needed no closure;
She was broken down,
Wore on her face a constant frown;
No more a bright light,
This beauty caused fright;
From the inside out,
She was barren a drought;
No longer could she be saved,
All roads that led to her had been unpaved;
Beauty she was no more,
Just a long ago told fairy tale lore...
Categories:
decomposing, dark, death,
Form: Free verse
You held my hand at the final goodbye,
No words of love could keep her scythe away,
My soul had gone before that fateful sigh,
To wait for you upon another day.
And as they laid me down to rest awhile,
I stood beside and touched your empty hand,
I thought I saw your lips begin to smile
As if your soul began to understand.
I will remain with you, unseen, unheard,
To hold you close when life tears you down,
I wait silently without breath or word,
And kiss your face when e’er I see you frown.
Though none may see the beauty or the grace
Of love; our love beyond this worldly place.
Form: English Sonnet
Categories:
decomposing, death, love, love,
Form: Sonnet