They say it is futile to chase the chimera.
That the more you seek it,
the more you feel
you are losing yourself along with it.
Do not listen to them! ...
For this very page you hold
tells you that you have found it!
It is pointless to read it;
you will not understand!
What matters is that now, you too
carry somber signals!
These signals bring you face to face with it.
It matters not whether you contend with it;
you will understand!
somber
morbid, solemn
depressing, darkening, distressing
funeral, tragedy, party, achievement
reveling, admiring, celebrating
pleasurable, enjoyable
festive
I saw a pretty family. Their number was three.
Love was abound, they played, you could see.
I see a pretty family. It's not what it seems.
Each is lost and alone, they live in their dreams.
I see a pretty family. Life has moved along,
Money is not an issue, love lingers on.
I see a pretty family, of three down to one.
One got busy on their own, the other moved on.
So sits a member of a pretty family alone,
and let be. His wealth is much, but there's no one to see.
Had he paid more attention, if he lived less annoyed… perhaps he would not need to be alone to embrace the void.
The darkness of the empty room
Conducive with a somber tomb
The eeriness of silence falls
Along the lonely, ghostly halls
A sense of cold within the air
A shiver causes rising hair
The beckoning of light within
Calls me closer to the sin
Holds me here, where horror lives
Reckoning time; no one forgives
I stopped amidst the rushing tide
The stars were shining bright
I heard the choir of children sing
Above the somber night
A sudden darkness veiled the world below.
Luna was defused by a shadowed sky,
giving cause for Earth to be wrought with woe.
Something strange caused the night to go awry
as a shroud covered moonlight's golden glow.
My pulse quickened at the phenomenon.
I inhaled the floral scent of roses.
Snowflakes drifted over garden and lawn.
Like a fairytale that one composes,
it was a magical scene to dwell on.
Stars were dancing around the somber moon.
The brightest ones provided enough light
to see them twirling to a rhytmic tune.
What a spectacle I witnessed tonight;
stars waltzing and snow in the month of June!
With drooping eyelids, I soon fell asleep,
awakened when dawn's fingers touched my face.
At the window I sat, ready to weep.
Of snow and roses, there was not a trace.
The tale of last night I'll secretly keep.
We who will not last the day
Find time before the night to play.
The gentle laugh, the chequered gray,
The shadows usher starlit ray.
silver
snowflakes s h i n e
s h o w i n g
seasonal secrets
slumbers
stayed somber
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The day I leave this world behind I'll find solace,peace of mind and no more pain,just happiness.
Don't mourn my passing,don't shed a tear for I've been trapped in my sorrow year after year.You didn't know my struggles,my deepest pain but now I'll find freedom and happiness will reign.
Wear black for me,a somber hue,a reflection of emotions I held true.No grand eulogies,no empty praise,just play the melancholy tunes that sooth my gaze.
Let the sad songs in my phone be my final refrain,a reminder of the heartache I've endured in vain.Celebrate my release,my newfound peace,for I'm finally free my soul can cease.
From the darkness I'll find my way to a place where love and joy will stay.
[NB:This is the modified version of "The day I die,the first poem I posted"
starkly somber skies
omnipotent owl overlords
parliament prevails
Why is she so somber? We asked each other.
Many weird guesses were made by my silly brother.
She has injured her smile, she has cut off her toe.
There is a fish on her hat, she is stuck in the snow.
There was a fish on her hat, so that was not a guess.
Maybe it smells horrible, suggested cousin Tess.
Why is she so somber? She never cracks a smile.
Maybe she has lost her lipstick or her favorite nail file?
Shades of gray
on blue sky
in the night;
Makes a good way
for all the stars
to shine so bright;
For, the somber sky
paves a better way
to see the dim light.
I remember the day when the terrorists shocked
Our world. I remember that sad and dreadful day.
Two planes crashed like missiles
Into the Twin Towers in NYC; one hijacked
Plane hit the Pentagon, while another landed
In Pennsylvania and exploded: all aboard died,
Including the hijackers, the criminal imbeciles.
Thousands innocent people lost their lives.
I vividly remember that infamous day.
Thousands of people could not get away.
Millions of people panicked, millions cried.
I'll always remember that dark day, where countless lives
Were changed forever. Thank God that the number one
Killer is now dead. Thank God that other killers can simply run
And hide, since they cannot plan like that anymore,
They do not have the means to hurt us anymore.
The Almighty God is good all the time,
Even after being the victim of an egregious crime.
I will always remember 9/11,
Even when I'll reach ninety seven.
May God bless America!
May God protect America!
Hebert Logerie Tuesday, September 11, 2012
stark rocky cliffs
foreboding and somber
light drifts in hollow windows
thunder drowning the screams
as the rain beats a steady absent rhythm
black cats run n cry, slink
into the ether
searing everything
everything blind
it drifts along a rain-slick street
street lights flicker
sputter n pop!
Silent...
silver screams drift in pale forms
hollow light along the rocky cliffs
foreboding & somber
touching hands with you
raising my arm to meet your fingertips and smile at the soft tingle
bitter berries sit on the edge of the window
fog pulling us closer together
i hope you remember me forever
even if forever isn't long enough for us
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