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Live Your Dreams and No Less:
Shall I sing out in joy or cry in pain?
Dance through the night or fall down to my knees?
Will you puddle jump or hide from the rain?
Build up a fire or let yourself freeze?
Sing say you, jump say I for life is short
And time is wasted when spent in sorrow
So live and be merry, play and make sport
Gather new friends wherever you may go
You should heed my words and take my advice
For I know what a sad life sorrow makes
Like an anchor it weighs down men to mice
And leaves volumes of tears as big as lakes
Banish the anchor, embrace happiness
Find your passion, live your dreams and no less
False Promise:
When poets sing of love, they play the fool
When dreamers speak of love, they are liars
So shall lustful poet's passion's flames cool
And can quickly become burned out fires
The glowing embers may now hold beauty
But just wait upon a later hour
And it shall be no wonder then to see
That beauty can die in any flower
A lie from a silver-tipped tongue
May seem unjustly tainted with a kiss
For what leaves your lip cannot be unsung
And words of deceit hang on false promise
The past is not past until love is dead
And emotion plays no tricks with our head
To All I Would Say
I have lost my faith in action
I have lost all hope for the world I know
Trapped am I, by empty attraction
Cursed am I, to wander to and fro
Emotion is vague, hollowed by time
Words are empty, they fade from overuse
Love is not love, not emotion but mime
Hatred is little more than excuse
Those who live say that they love, but love not
For love is vague and remains undefined
What does exist in love's place can be bought
Yet I would sell it for a truer kind
But if such a kind did exist today
"I have faith and hope" to all I would say
Wait and See
Wake me up when all our minds look to grey
Because I do not talk in absolutes
And I do not care what those who do say
For they and fools are better off as mutes
Speak to me not in terms of black-and-white
Nor lecture me in terms of 'either...or..'
Nothing in life is either wrong or right
No one is pure or corrupt to their core
Life would be simple if this were the case
It would be easy to see and to act
And truth and morality could embrace
For emotion could not play into fact
But things are not this way, though they may be
What the future holds, you just wait and see
My Own Rhyme
Perhaps I have wandered for far too long
I may have strayed away from my own path
I followed you, without knowing the wrong
And now I must reap my lonely fate's wrath
I should have been searching for my own way
Now you are lost and I cannot be found
Yet there is so much I never would say
For path or not, to myself I am bound
Though I travel lost, I am my own mind
Strong and determined to get back on track
Desperately seeking what I cannot find
All that I am missing, all that I lack
My path can fade, hidden away by time
But I will go 'til I find my own rhyme
Which Escapes Your Sight
I am so tired of fighting with you
It is just a waste of breath on my part
It is an idea I cannot get through
Without a mallet to your stubborn heart
If it is not plain, simple black-and-white
I might as well be talking to a wall
Yet here we are again in a new fight
Battling to make the other feel small
With how cruelly we tear at each other
One would suspect our quarrels had reason
And yet they are just attempts to smother
The anger of an unresolved treason
Who is in the wrong, who was in the right
Is stuck in the grey which escapes your sight
Hope's White Dove
'Til death shall we part, as ex-lovers go
And part I shall with no trust to bestow
For I trust no one, but let them think so
For there is no truth in the world below
There is but an all-encompassing lie
Leaving poor lovers but to wonder why
For they have fallen for love's cruel sigh
'Tis naive to think love as honest as I
When it cannot be in its purest start
For when in love, you do love every part
And you do not try and change your love's heart
With deceiving words and deceptive art
Shall I trust no one as long as I love,
Or shall I keep waiting for Hope's white dove?
Always be Mine
A beauty to outshine the star's bright light
A love to conquer even the slightest doubt
A heart with the strength to do what is right
A mind with the wisdom to seek truth out
You are my love, my one inspiration
Compelling me to write love into verse
You are my hero, my own salvation
Rescuing me from loneliness's curse
I wish you to know, I want it to show
How much I love you, how much it is true
Without your kindness, I would be in woe
Without your embrace, I would split in two
You are in every way love's Valentine
And through the year you will always be mine
Nothing Thus
I have often wondered many a thing
From why the ground must turn to icy slate
To why the sweetest lark will no longer sing
On this cold cursed night of darkly fate
"Winter has come," sighs the cool midnight breeze
And with it, it brings the promise of frost
To capture hearts in an annual freeze
How my heart aches for what summer has lost
The crowds shuffle through the cold winter snow
Heads down, blind to the cold that surrounds us
It is best not to see, best not to know
For with this knowledge we gain nothing thus
Oh winter, leave your jealousy to die
Oh summer, retract you sorrow's good-bye
Stay True
Mors ultima linea rerum est (Latin for "Death is the last boundary-string of things." wink
Which time in the past has shown to be true
But I think we could put it to the test
With all the things I am feeling for you
Each word from your lips is a melody
So beautiful my ears bleed at the sound
And yet no one is quite as deaf as me
At least no one that is yet to be found
Your smile and your face are unique
In their crooked and uneven beauty
Such a face no mere mortal would dare seek
Such a shame I am too blind then to see
I am not must so my words can reach you
And my promise, through death I will stay true
Destiny's Unwind
Out as far as the naked eye can see
There is no forlorn land just ocean blue
And though the heavens may look down at me
Amphitrite, I will always be true
The sea, the sea she calls out to my heart
She knows the song that will pull at my soul
The sea, she knows I could never dare part
Or wretched despair would consume my whole
My mistress, my mistress she calls me now
I can hear her words ring inside my mind
There out on my love's ship's fate-cursed bough
She calls me forth for destiny's unwind
For I am bound to the ship I command
That the sea bids claim with an outstretched hand
Make Life Your Own
It is your birthday and a happy day
You have gotten another year older
Something I am very pleased to say
They say as you age you do grow bolder
Let us hope that is in a good way
And that time does not make you colder
But not that you are and not that you may
You are strong and can be your own molder
So time must not sit back, watch, hope, and pray
Like Summer, time cannot hope to hold her
But only hope she will be back one day
Neither time nor place can be your holder
For it is your birthday and you are grown
Now time must let you make life your own
What I Am to You
What am I to you? Am I a daughter?
Am I supposed to listen and obey?
Why is it then my dreams you do slaughter?
Should you not wish for me to find my own way?
Or, perhaps, my likeness is of a friend
That is to hear you when you are upset
Who is supposed to take your heart and mend
The damage done by what you do regret
Or perhaps convenient is what I am
An actress with a part to play no more
Living a life nothing less than a sham
Where you tell me lies and walk out the door
With less than nothing and what is untrue
So, perhaps, that is what I am to you
To Infinity
Imprison me in your best memories
Lock me away in your loveliest dreams
Make me the lead in all of your stories
Praise me or curse me with all of you screams
Free me from my lonely state of being
Release me from the emptiness I feel
Let me be part of what you are seeing
Silence me with a love that is surreal
Too much time has been wasted spent in doubt
Not enough time has been spent on action
For love is what I cannot do without
And your's pulls me forth with deep attraction
I will be your's for all eternity
If you will be mine to infinity
Chairs and Tables
This will be a sonnet to a grey chair
A chair with two metal legs and a back
You may wonder why but I do not care
Because time is not something that I lack
I am stuck with an impossible task
I sit here and wonder what I should do
Because though I try to do what you ask
No words come up when I think about you
So I write to a chair, because I can
The words flow out with grace and with ease
At least that is how this sonnet began
For something simple does truly appease
"Don't complicate what we have with labels"
You say, so I write to chairs and tables
Poor Romeo and his Juliet
Once upon a time our story did start
In a place very different from here
Between new lovers who gave their heart
Letting their affections banish their fear
They gave way to an unknown destiny
Letting the dice of fate land where they may
All they really wanted was to be free
To love, to dream, to live for the day
They let go of the past for the present
With all the hope in the world for new joy
But what they got was far more unpleasant
When their love became a thing to destroy
Something their families would soon regret
Like poor Romeo and his Juliet
With a Pulse
How rare it seems to find more than just dreams
To find one who carries part of your soul
But love may not always be what it seems
So do not let it be what makes you whole
Put your faith in me, if you even dare
Trust me with you heart, if you feel you can
Put it to the test whether or not I care
Just do not ask me if that was the plan
But I may be false, I am not be true
Fall in love with someone other than me
It is what would be safe and best for you
To avoid the potential misery
But it is not just me that can be false
It runs true for anyone with a pulse
Out in the Sea
There are plenty of fish out in the sea
Dancing deep in the waters clear and blue
Just like me, swimming happily and free
Unaware of the dangers of the new
The hook, shining like a beacon of hope,
Lures them away from the safety of home
To fall in love, to lose self and elope
No longer free to wander or to roam
But that is not the life for fish like me
I won't be lured by the likes of you
Because freedom is all I want to see
And I know that your words are less than true
So there may be plenty of fish out there
But worthy fisherman seem very rare
A World Without You
Sleep now alludes me, sleep now betrays me
It escapes my sight, it runs from my touch
It is as if I am an enemy
One who has betrayed sleep one time too much
I lay down to rest mind, body, and soul
But what naturally should come does not
And I am left without sleep to console
As my body and soul begin to rot
Let me sleep! I beg falling to my knees
Keep your image away from my being
May God, gods, or angels answer my pleas
Steal my eyes, stop me from seeing
I want to sleep for in sleep I dream true
I dream of the world, a world without you
Hollow as Echoes
Terror has grip of my heart as of late
It so easily leads me into fear
As my mind tries to come to terms with fate
The voice of reason is one I can't hear
Why did you leave us? How could you leave me?
I feel I have been abandoned by you
Yet part of me knows it had to be
As lives are not endless, they fade from view
'You are dead' words that are dark and empty
Said aloud they ring hollow as echoes
Even as my life goes on they haunt me
And I wonder who else sees, who else knows
There is pain in death, there is pain in life
But the loss of loved ones causes the most strife
Divine Tragedy
Let us take a tour from heaven to hell
From the innocent and serene paradise
With beauty and grace leaving all things well
And white souls full of good and free from vice
Through purgatory in all its grey shades
At once full of everything and nothing
Where a memory grows strong as it fades
And all love is but an eternal fling
To the final end for the wicked souls
For the black hearts and tormented minds
Where in greed and vanity take their toll
Let them burn away the evil that blinds
And so shall I take your divine comedy
To now raise you one divine tragedy
Battle You Once Fought
Do not sing to me about love or life
Do not speak to me about life or love
For love means little to me, only strife
And life is something I have tired of
Love of peace, love of life, and love for you
All things that inspire joy, but mostly fear
For there is no cure if lost out of view
And love is given to what is too dear
Loss is not so bad as the fear of it
But the fear plagues my every other thought
It darkens my light and blocks out my wit
Leaving me with the battle you once fought
I could not bear to lose friend or foe
So I will just pretend you did not go
At Their Mercy
My dreams in the past lead me to wonder
My dreams as of late don't lead anywhere
Nothing waits for me when I go under
But the reasonable that doesn't compare
Sensible things of which I most detest
Plague me, haunt me, but always visit me
Dreams, a reprieve, an escape from the pest
Now fail me and leave me at their mercy
How can dreams fail me when sleep rushes my way?
Why are my dreams so empty of beauty?
Without dreams to fill my nights with sweet play
Does that not make it the daydream's duty
Devoid of illusion and merriment
There is no question of what these dreams meant
Too Many Defeats
Our time rages on slowing down for none
Every moment must be taken to heart
Wasted time is a crime spent on no one
And it pulls our society apart
I waste my time on frivolities's art
At least when defined by people like you
But it does not define whole or just part
I am who I am, this is what I do
Each poem I write they say is a waste
Each syllable I say is another sin
All this dallying just leaves us disgraced
But if I drop the verse it is their win
So I continue to rhyme and count beats
For art has allowed too many defeats
Passing of Time
Can you see me? Tick. Can you see me? Tock.
I am invisibile, I am silent
I go unnoticed; I am just a clock
I have gone the way the radio went
Grandfather clock, hidden out of your sight
Alone in the dark of a musty room
I just watch as you mingle with the light
You smile, my whole world seems to take bloom
You are bright, you were my partner in crime
But now you are too far out of my reach
So I sit and watch the passing of time
As past words fade into meaningless speech
We were once united by timeless love
Now time is something I have too much of
Left in the Dark
These are the confessions of a third-wheel
The tag along that is soon forgotten
Always present to throw off the ideal
Lingering, hovering, as if rotten
Together, you said. We, you told me.
But you did not really mean me, did you?
You and he are all that represent we
Your guilt is because you already knew
You lead me on, as if I could join in
As if you had wanted me to be there
But you go on without me, I can't win
You both leave without showing any care
So I stay where I am, won't show a spark
You turn the lights off, I'm left in the dark
Words Always Fail
I can hear your words as clear as crystal
They pound into my ears like beating hearts
From your words nothing can be called distal
For I am wholly hinged, not split in parts
Your lips are like muffs covering my ears
Nothing else is captured by my senses
You inspire and conquer all my fears
Both breaking and saving my defenses
I hear nothing except for your command
I reject and you destroy all others
I would starve without the crumbs said offhand
As your wit saves as it also smothers
Silence will prevail as words always fail
And the greatest declarations prove frail
Wicked-ness
Loathing, unadulterated, loathing
Hatred's spilling over when I see you
Cannot stand your face, your voice, your clothing
Cannot understand you, don't know how to
I'm going to change you, make you like me
Because fear comes from what we do not know
So I'll lead you to popularity
Just keep your power hidden, don't let go
You lie, I lie the world keeps turning round
He leaves me, he joins you- well, thank goodness
Everything is falling, melting to the ground
Your gone, what remains of your wickedness?
Was it real? Are you gone? Is this the end?
Am I better or is it just pretend?
Masks 1: Hate is Reflected
A mask of red adorned with blazing flames
Fire ripping, tearing, igniting hearts
As lies dispel and truth further inflames
And reason burns to ash when passion starts
A mask of green embellished with nothing
Greedy for more, dying to be unique
Ready to say or to do anything
To appease the envy that makes them weak
A mask of black shadowed by doubts and lies
Driving all who see it into madness
Turning out laughter to drown out the cries
As deceit paints smiles over sadness
These are the masks that should be deflected
For in these only hate is reflected
Masks 2: Nothing Gets Done
Masks of white draped with silver but not gold
Are beautiful in their simplicity
Colorful only in what they aren't told
Marked by their innocence and naivety
Masks of grey hung with gems and trimmed with trash
Are full of nothing but contradictions
Changing sides, changing faces in a flash
The apathetic have no convictions
Masks of yellow shine bright like golden rays
Beaming, blinding with positivity
Corners end up cut, only the best stays
As idealism outweighs ability
There should be charges opposing each one
For in wearing any, nothing gets done
The Squire's Second Prologue
Knight:
My handsome son and lasting prodigy
Speak now, speak and tell of your lovely lass
Paint her well with your words so we can see
Hold not your tongue, but hold back all your sass
Squire:
Conceal your weapon, disarm your quick wit
I will tell you a tale of my fair love
Of her looks and manner, though this isn't it
For I have better tales to tell you of
Like the tale of the tails of Lou and Fae
Mice may be vain but they have their virtues
These two are no different, I dare say
And their love may conquer their too proud views
So, rest your jaw and keep your mind alert
My words will now work to heal or to hurt
The Squire's Second Tale: A Tailless Tale
Fair was she, with fur as white as snow
Brave was he, fearless in every danger
What was his secret, mice knights want to know
And how to win the fair Fae, still so pure
Suitors came crawling by land and by sea
To win the heart of Lou's lady mouse fair
"Kill the cat and Fae's lover you shall be"
So Lou did but lost he his tail and hair
What kind of mouse has no tail to speak of
His own pride took him away from his Fae
So she could go find a new tail and love
But Cupid did not send her a new way
His arrow instead just struck off her tail
So Lou and Fae could start a tailless tale
Masks 3: Into Torment
An orange mask displays it sins openly
Always seeing cruelty even in none
Chained down to their knees by words said falsely
The eternally guilty are undone
A blue mask boasts only it's emptiness
Too beaten down by life to fake a smile
Ready to snap into their bitterness
Depression condemns all into exile
A brown mask reveals perversion like mud
Smeared across the face of a pig with care
Entering the veins and boiling the blood
Leaving debauchery exposed as bare
Physically present, mentally absent
These masks only drive minds into torment
Masks 4: Enslaved and Enthralled
Pink masks are trimmed with red hearts and white roses
Seeking true love, a grail of false promise
Representing all that wisdom opposes
Romantics are corrupted by a kiss
Purple masks are decked with lace and mirrors
Threads of woven silk hide the darkest sins
And reflective glass distorts joys and fears
With vanity, only ugliness wins
Silver masks weighted down by jewels
Flaunt minds ruled by impracticality
Announcing to the world which men are fools
Indulgence cannot be reality
Frivolous, is what these all can be called
Leaving viewers both enslaved and enthralled
Shall I sing out in joy or cry in pain?
Dance through the night or fall down to my knees?
Will you puddle jump or hide from the rain?
Build up a fire or let yourself freeze?
Sing say you, jump say I for life is short
And time is wasted when spent in sorrow
So live and be merry, play and make sport
Gather new friends wherever you may go
You should heed my words and take my advice
For I know what a sad life sorrow makes
Like an anchor it weighs down men to mice
And leaves volumes of tears as big as lakes
Banish the anchor, embrace happiness
Find your passion, live your dreams and no less
False Promise:
When poets sing of love, they play the fool
When dreamers speak of love, they are liars
So shall lustful poet's passion's flames cool
And can quickly become burned out fires
The glowing embers may now hold beauty
But just wait upon a later hour
And it shall be no wonder then to see
That beauty can die in any flower
A lie from a silver-tipped tongue
May seem unjustly tainted with a kiss
For what leaves your lip cannot be unsung
And words of deceit hang on false promise
The past is not past until love is dead
And emotion plays no tricks with our head
To All I Would Say
I have lost my faith in action
I have lost all hope for the world I know
Trapped am I, by empty attraction
Cursed am I, to wander to and fro
Emotion is vague, hollowed by time
Words are empty, they fade from overuse
Love is not love, not emotion but mime
Hatred is little more than excuse
Those who live say that they love, but love not
For love is vague and remains undefined
What does exist in love's place can be bought
Yet I would sell it for a truer kind
But if such a kind did exist today
"I have faith and hope" to all I would say
Wait and See
Wake me up when all our minds look to grey
Because I do not talk in absolutes
And I do not care what those who do say
For they and fools are better off as mutes
Speak to me not in terms of black-and-white
Nor lecture me in terms of 'either...or..'
Nothing in life is either wrong or right
No one is pure or corrupt to their core
Life would be simple if this were the case
It would be easy to see and to act
And truth and morality could embrace
For emotion could not play into fact
But things are not this way, though they may be
What the future holds, you just wait and see
My Own Rhyme
Perhaps I have wandered for far too long
I may have strayed away from my own path
I followed you, without knowing the wrong
And now I must reap my lonely fate's wrath
I should have been searching for my own way
Now you are lost and I cannot be found
Yet there is so much I never would say
For path or not, to myself I am bound
Though I travel lost, I am my own mind
Strong and determined to get back on track
Desperately seeking what I cannot find
All that I am missing, all that I lack
My path can fade, hidden away by time
But I will go 'til I find my own rhyme
Which Escapes Your Sight
I am so tired of fighting with you
It is just a waste of breath on my part
It is an idea I cannot get through
Without a mallet to your stubborn heart
If it is not plain, simple black-and-white
I might as well be talking to a wall
Yet here we are again in a new fight
Battling to make the other feel small
With how cruelly we tear at each other
One would suspect our quarrels had reason
And yet they are just attempts to smother
The anger of an unresolved treason
Who is in the wrong, who was in the right
Is stuck in the grey which escapes your sight
Hope's White Dove
'Til death shall we part, as ex-lovers go
And part I shall with no trust to bestow
For I trust no one, but let them think so
For there is no truth in the world below
There is but an all-encompassing lie
Leaving poor lovers but to wonder why
For they have fallen for love's cruel sigh
'Tis naive to think love as honest as I
When it cannot be in its purest start
For when in love, you do love every part
And you do not try and change your love's heart
With deceiving words and deceptive art
Shall I trust no one as long as I love,
Or shall I keep waiting for Hope's white dove?
Always be Mine
A beauty to outshine the star's bright light
A love to conquer even the slightest doubt
A heart with the strength to do what is right
A mind with the wisdom to seek truth out
You are my love, my one inspiration
Compelling me to write love into verse
You are my hero, my own salvation
Rescuing me from loneliness's curse
I wish you to know, I want it to show
How much I love you, how much it is true
Without your kindness, I would be in woe
Without your embrace, I would split in two
You are in every way love's Valentine
And through the year you will always be mine
Nothing Thus
I have often wondered many a thing
From why the ground must turn to icy slate
To why the sweetest lark will no longer sing
On this cold cursed night of darkly fate
"Winter has come," sighs the cool midnight breeze
And with it, it brings the promise of frost
To capture hearts in an annual freeze
How my heart aches for what summer has lost
The crowds shuffle through the cold winter snow
Heads down, blind to the cold that surrounds us
It is best not to see, best not to know
For with this knowledge we gain nothing thus
Oh winter, leave your jealousy to die
Oh summer, retract you sorrow's good-bye
Stay True
Mors ultima linea rerum est (Latin for "Death is the last boundary-string of things." wink
Which time in the past has shown to be true
But I think we could put it to the test
With all the things I am feeling for you
Each word from your lips is a melody
So beautiful my ears bleed at the sound
And yet no one is quite as deaf as me
At least no one that is yet to be found
Your smile and your face are unique
In their crooked and uneven beauty
Such a face no mere mortal would dare seek
Such a shame I am too blind then to see
I am not must so my words can reach you
And my promise, through death I will stay true
Destiny's Unwind
Out as far as the naked eye can see
There is no forlorn land just ocean blue
And though the heavens may look down at me
Amphitrite, I will always be true
The sea, the sea she calls out to my heart
She knows the song that will pull at my soul
The sea, she knows I could never dare part
Or wretched despair would consume my whole
My mistress, my mistress she calls me now
I can hear her words ring inside my mind
There out on my love's ship's fate-cursed bough
She calls me forth for destiny's unwind
For I am bound to the ship I command
That the sea bids claim with an outstretched hand
Make Life Your Own
It is your birthday and a happy day
You have gotten another year older
Something I am very pleased to say
They say as you age you do grow bolder
Let us hope that is in a good way
And that time does not make you colder
But not that you are and not that you may
You are strong and can be your own molder
So time must not sit back, watch, hope, and pray
Like Summer, time cannot hope to hold her
But only hope she will be back one day
Neither time nor place can be your holder
For it is your birthday and you are grown
Now time must let you make life your own
What I Am to You
What am I to you? Am I a daughter?
Am I supposed to listen and obey?
Why is it then my dreams you do slaughter?
Should you not wish for me to find my own way?
Or, perhaps, my likeness is of a friend
That is to hear you when you are upset
Who is supposed to take your heart and mend
The damage done by what you do regret
Or perhaps convenient is what I am
An actress with a part to play no more
Living a life nothing less than a sham
Where you tell me lies and walk out the door
With less than nothing and what is untrue
So, perhaps, that is what I am to you
To Infinity
Imprison me in your best memories
Lock me away in your loveliest dreams
Make me the lead in all of your stories
Praise me or curse me with all of you screams
Free me from my lonely state of being
Release me from the emptiness I feel
Let me be part of what you are seeing
Silence me with a love that is surreal
Too much time has been wasted spent in doubt
Not enough time has been spent on action
For love is what I cannot do without
And your's pulls me forth with deep attraction
I will be your's for all eternity
If you will be mine to infinity
Chairs and Tables
This will be a sonnet to a grey chair
A chair with two metal legs and a back
You may wonder why but I do not care
Because time is not something that I lack
I am stuck with an impossible task
I sit here and wonder what I should do
Because though I try to do what you ask
No words come up when I think about you
So I write to a chair, because I can
The words flow out with grace and with ease
At least that is how this sonnet began
For something simple does truly appease
"Don't complicate what we have with labels"
You say, so I write to chairs and tables
Poor Romeo and his Juliet
Once upon a time our story did start
In a place very different from here
Between new lovers who gave their heart
Letting their affections banish their fear
They gave way to an unknown destiny
Letting the dice of fate land where they may
All they really wanted was to be free
To love, to dream, to live for the day
They let go of the past for the present
With all the hope in the world for new joy
But what they got was far more unpleasant
When their love became a thing to destroy
Something their families would soon regret
Like poor Romeo and his Juliet
With a Pulse
How rare it seems to find more than just dreams
To find one who carries part of your soul
But love may not always be what it seems
So do not let it be what makes you whole
Put your faith in me, if you even dare
Trust me with you heart, if you feel you can
Put it to the test whether or not I care
Just do not ask me if that was the plan
But I may be false, I am not be true
Fall in love with someone other than me
It is what would be safe and best for you
To avoid the potential misery
But it is not just me that can be false
It runs true for anyone with a pulse
Out in the Sea
There are plenty of fish out in the sea
Dancing deep in the waters clear and blue
Just like me, swimming happily and free
Unaware of the dangers of the new
The hook, shining like a beacon of hope,
Lures them away from the safety of home
To fall in love, to lose self and elope
No longer free to wander or to roam
But that is not the life for fish like me
I won't be lured by the likes of you
Because freedom is all I want to see
And I know that your words are less than true
So there may be plenty of fish out there
But worthy fisherman seem very rare
A World Without You
Sleep now alludes me, sleep now betrays me
It escapes my sight, it runs from my touch
It is as if I am an enemy
One who has betrayed sleep one time too much
I lay down to rest mind, body, and soul
But what naturally should come does not
And I am left without sleep to console
As my body and soul begin to rot
Let me sleep! I beg falling to my knees
Keep your image away from my being
May God, gods, or angels answer my pleas
Steal my eyes, stop me from seeing
I want to sleep for in sleep I dream true
I dream of the world, a world without you
Hollow as Echoes
Terror has grip of my heart as of late
It so easily leads me into fear
As my mind tries to come to terms with fate
The voice of reason is one I can't hear
Why did you leave us? How could you leave me?
I feel I have been abandoned by you
Yet part of me knows it had to be
As lives are not endless, they fade from view
'You are dead' words that are dark and empty
Said aloud they ring hollow as echoes
Even as my life goes on they haunt me
And I wonder who else sees, who else knows
There is pain in death, there is pain in life
But the loss of loved ones causes the most strife
Divine Tragedy
Let us take a tour from heaven to hell
From the innocent and serene paradise
With beauty and grace leaving all things well
And white souls full of good and free from vice
Through purgatory in all its grey shades
At once full of everything and nothing
Where a memory grows strong as it fades
And all love is but an eternal fling
To the final end for the wicked souls
For the black hearts and tormented minds
Where in greed and vanity take their toll
Let them burn away the evil that blinds
And so shall I take your divine comedy
To now raise you one divine tragedy
Battle You Once Fought
Do not sing to me about love or life
Do not speak to me about life or love
For love means little to me, only strife
And life is something I have tired of
Love of peace, love of life, and love for you
All things that inspire joy, but mostly fear
For there is no cure if lost out of view
And love is given to what is too dear
Loss is not so bad as the fear of it
But the fear plagues my every other thought
It darkens my light and blocks out my wit
Leaving me with the battle you once fought
I could not bear to lose friend or foe
So I will just pretend you did not go
At Their Mercy
My dreams in the past lead me to wonder
My dreams as of late don't lead anywhere
Nothing waits for me when I go under
But the reasonable that doesn't compare
Sensible things of which I most detest
Plague me, haunt me, but always visit me
Dreams, a reprieve, an escape from the pest
Now fail me and leave me at their mercy
How can dreams fail me when sleep rushes my way?
Why are my dreams so empty of beauty?
Without dreams to fill my nights with sweet play
Does that not make it the daydream's duty
Devoid of illusion and merriment
There is no question of what these dreams meant
Too Many Defeats
Our time rages on slowing down for none
Every moment must be taken to heart
Wasted time is a crime spent on no one
And it pulls our society apart
I waste my time on frivolities's art
At least when defined by people like you
But it does not define whole or just part
I am who I am, this is what I do
Each poem I write they say is a waste
Each syllable I say is another sin
All this dallying just leaves us disgraced
But if I drop the verse it is their win
So I continue to rhyme and count beats
For art has allowed too many defeats
Passing of Time
Can you see me? Tick. Can you see me? Tock.
I am invisibile, I am silent
I go unnoticed; I am just a clock
I have gone the way the radio went
Grandfather clock, hidden out of your sight
Alone in the dark of a musty room
I just watch as you mingle with the light
You smile, my whole world seems to take bloom
You are bright, you were my partner in crime
But now you are too far out of my reach
So I sit and watch the passing of time
As past words fade into meaningless speech
We were once united by timeless love
Now time is something I have too much of
Left in the Dark
These are the confessions of a third-wheel
The tag along that is soon forgotten
Always present to throw off the ideal
Lingering, hovering, as if rotten
Together, you said. We, you told me.
But you did not really mean me, did you?
You and he are all that represent we
Your guilt is because you already knew
You lead me on, as if I could join in
As if you had wanted me to be there
But you go on without me, I can't win
You both leave without showing any care
So I stay where I am, won't show a spark
You turn the lights off, I'm left in the dark
Words Always Fail
I can hear your words as clear as crystal
They pound into my ears like beating hearts
From your words nothing can be called distal
For I am wholly hinged, not split in parts
Your lips are like muffs covering my ears
Nothing else is captured by my senses
You inspire and conquer all my fears
Both breaking and saving my defenses
I hear nothing except for your command
I reject and you destroy all others
I would starve without the crumbs said offhand
As your wit saves as it also smothers
Silence will prevail as words always fail
And the greatest declarations prove frail
Wicked-ness
Loathing, unadulterated, loathing
Hatred's spilling over when I see you
Cannot stand your face, your voice, your clothing
Cannot understand you, don't know how to
I'm going to change you, make you like me
Because fear comes from what we do not know
So I'll lead you to popularity
Just keep your power hidden, don't let go
You lie, I lie the world keeps turning round
He leaves me, he joins you- well, thank goodness
Everything is falling, melting to the ground
Your gone, what remains of your wickedness?
Was it real? Are you gone? Is this the end?
Am I better or is it just pretend?
Masks 1: Hate is Reflected
A mask of red adorned with blazing flames
Fire ripping, tearing, igniting hearts
As lies dispel and truth further inflames
And reason burns to ash when passion starts
A mask of green embellished with nothing
Greedy for more, dying to be unique
Ready to say or to do anything
To appease the envy that makes them weak
A mask of black shadowed by doubts and lies
Driving all who see it into madness
Turning out laughter to drown out the cries
As deceit paints smiles over sadness
These are the masks that should be deflected
For in these only hate is reflected
Masks 2: Nothing Gets Done
Masks of white draped with silver but not gold
Are beautiful in their simplicity
Colorful only in what they aren't told
Marked by their innocence and naivety
Masks of grey hung with gems and trimmed with trash
Are full of nothing but contradictions
Changing sides, changing faces in a flash
The apathetic have no convictions
Masks of yellow shine bright like golden rays
Beaming, blinding with positivity
Corners end up cut, only the best stays
As idealism outweighs ability
There should be charges opposing each one
For in wearing any, nothing gets done
The Squire's Second Prologue
Knight:
My handsome son and lasting prodigy
Speak now, speak and tell of your lovely lass
Paint her well with your words so we can see
Hold not your tongue, but hold back all your sass
Squire:
Conceal your weapon, disarm your quick wit
I will tell you a tale of my fair love
Of her looks and manner, though this isn't it
For I have better tales to tell you of
Like the tale of the tails of Lou and Fae
Mice may be vain but they have their virtues
These two are no different, I dare say
And their love may conquer their too proud views
So, rest your jaw and keep your mind alert
My words will now work to heal or to hurt
The Squire's Second Tale: A Tailless Tale
Fair was she, with fur as white as snow
Brave was he, fearless in every danger
What was his secret, mice knights want to know
And how to win the fair Fae, still so pure
Suitors came crawling by land and by sea
To win the heart of Lou's lady mouse fair
"Kill the cat and Fae's lover you shall be"
So Lou did but lost he his tail and hair
What kind of mouse has no tail to speak of
His own pride took him away from his Fae
So she could go find a new tail and love
But Cupid did not send her a new way
His arrow instead just struck off her tail
So Lou and Fae could start a tailless tale
Masks 3: Into Torment
An orange mask displays it sins openly
Always seeing cruelty even in none
Chained down to their knees by words said falsely
The eternally guilty are undone
A blue mask boasts only it's emptiness
Too beaten down by life to fake a smile
Ready to snap into their bitterness
Depression condemns all into exile
A brown mask reveals perversion like mud
Smeared across the face of a pig with care
Entering the veins and boiling the blood
Leaving debauchery exposed as bare
Physically present, mentally absent
These masks only drive minds into torment
Masks 4: Enslaved and Enthralled
Pink masks are trimmed with red hearts and white roses
Seeking true love, a grail of false promise
Representing all that wisdom opposes
Romantics are corrupted by a kiss
Purple masks are decked with lace and mirrors
Threads of woven silk hide the darkest sins
And reflective glass distorts joys and fears
With vanity, only ugliness wins
Silver masks weighted down by jewels
Flaunt minds ruled by impracticality
Announcing to the world which men are fools
Indulgence cannot be reality
Frivolous, is what these all can be called
Leaving viewers both enslaved and enthralled
