To you beautiful stranger
Captivating yet lonely
I wonder what they say about you
Would you mind if I sit
At the back of my mind I picture us
Me and you
Sharing the same cup of coffee
But would you really do
I am what they label an alien
Not the kind of weirdness they make movies about
Not the kind of alienated they would write songs about
I'm just an illusion that drifts by
A welcoming scent
A crooked smile
Awkward baby steps
So would you mind
If you got the time and enjoy
The little things for awhile

For her I lust
Love left unrequited
Tortured, I must;
Love that left me delighted

It started light, optimistic
Of what could've been
But alas it was a fight not altruistic
And left me in loathing sin

A beast inside was snarling
A familiar buzz, darling
A sad pause, gnarling
Alas, false, strange star thing

many cannot remember that this fields use to hold
none can hear the million souls echo from beyond
that they who were brave and frighten shared terror unfold

Wait for me,
and I'll come back!
Wait with all you've got!
Wait, be patient and I shall return to your loving arms embrace
Wait, be patient till I may kiss your warm lips again,
wait, be patient no goodbyes and farewell tears,
Wait, for I have kept you close and your love protects,
Wait, until i sing to you once again my love,
Wait for me as I kiss your hand before I go,
Wait, until then remember our fondest memory.

Wait when cheerless yellow rain whispers that you need not.
wait as the leaves fall and flower withers,
wait even as the sky darkens and the moon changes,
wait as the dawn breaks the cold night sky,
Wait when the snow swirls fast, and the bitter freeze loses your warmth,
wait when the sun blazes hot,
wait even if the seasons change and I am not there,
wait for me though you cannot hear my voice,
wait even if we are miles apart in distant lands,
In foreign frontiers and unknown fronts,
wait for me and so we may dance again,
wait when long days are past and others have forgot.

Wait when from the distant place, word does not arrive.
Wait, when all those you face know I'm not alive.
Wait for me, and I'll come back!
Wait for me, don't fret!
When they tell you there's no doubt that it's time to forget,
Be strong have fate for I shall be back,
Wait and keep me in your thoughts for you are on mine,
Even when those dearest to me tell you I am gone and past.
As your eyes swell to tears from their words,
Even if it shatter your heart to doubt if I am still alive,
Even when my nearest give up, claiming it's been too long.
Even if they honor my name and what little I left behind,
Let's raise a glass of bitter sweet wine, to the friend who's passed into glory -  But wait!

Don't share that drink! Wait until the last!
Wait for me and I'll come back, Cheating every fate,
Deciding when to live and past,
Enduring the odds and evading deaths grasp.
Through the anguish and slaughter of the field,
Though my body suffers and tires my soul cries to survive,
For you are waiting for me to come back,
Broken and scarred I shall return to you,
Wait until i can hold your soft soothing hands once more.
They who had lost hope shall be in shock,
"A nice stroke of luck!" they'll say,
those that could not wait.

Only they will never know how amid the strife,
Amid those who now lay in anguish lost and scattered,
by waiting for me, my dear,
and you saved my life,
You have brought peace to my soul.
But the two of us will know,
How you got me home.
Only you knew how to wait,
it was you alone.

it doesn’t have to be forever
for you to hold my hand
we don't have to be together
for us to know and understand
we don't have to say those words
a smile is all it takes
to make every moment feel so eternal

You were never really mine yet
I wished and hope you were
I cared so much to pretend
That we were more than just this

I played along with this thought
That it coiled my mind and into madness
Thinking that I had a chance
To hold you more than anyone can

That you felt the same as I did
And I often forget as always
That we will just be this
And nothing more, nothing after

there is nothing for you here
even as the seasons change
and leaves turn to amber
even as the dawn kissed the dusk
this world would never know you

They used to laugh, they used to play.
Now they cry, wasting the day.
They had friends that supported them, family that loved them.
Now that memory is lost, like a single mountain gem.

How they yearn for laughter, how they beg for fun.
But they only get work that is never done.
How they wish to be free again, to feel the sun on their skin.
But that memory’s gone, like a leaf in the wind.

They work all day, and they work all night.
Always wishing that they could take flight.
Their memories were distant, so close yet so far.
But that’s how things were, and it’s how things are.

I stand outside,
Cold in the rain,
Who to should I confide,
My bitter pain.

It stings like a menace,
But I'll suffer this bit longer,
Even though it seems endless,
For I must get stronger.

The rain slips down my face,
As I feel my loss,
I wish for embrace,
Despite our bitter cause.

I look into the glass,
And see my anguish,
Time has passed so fast,
I just want to vanish.

I want you now,
The rain mimics my tears.
Now and forever,
I hold you very dear.

Though the fire’s gone cold
the stories we have told
will never grow old

I look down
There they are
The dying of the town
The wounds that have left a scar

As I walk past
The dying moan
They long for their time to have passed
For them to have flown

I walk through the injured
One man grabs my leg
Here in the dead of winter
I shiver

He is only a boy
Whom body has been blown
He is a broken toy
Left to moan

I crouch down
His eyes are glazed
The dying of this town
Will never be praised

"Mum."
Is what they say
Crying out for there families
In this day so grey

"I am here."
He is too badly damaged
The boys whom I used to endear
Boys once so fragile

They are toys of war
Crying out for there mothers
They are on deaths door
Looking for their mothers

Tears leak from my eyes
As I look upon his passing
The strength gone from his eyes
In every passing

Standing up
The boy is dead
His last words a mumble
For his mother he pled

I want to flee
But if life was so nice only
As the sun sets among the trees
I realize that Reality Is so Lonely

Deep in sleep,
The child dreams.
Free from fright,
Free of plight.
A child dreams,
Uncorrupt and forever gleams,
Deep in sleep a child dreams,
Forever pure,
Deep in sleep.

leave not a rose in my grave
need not sing my praise and memory
tributes mean nothing to the dead
so save your tears for i am gone
for time has devoured me

Tired and weary this sentinel be
yet defiant he stands with arms drawn
unwavering spirit that hold him still
as the blood the drips and boils

it shall not be the end till he folds
the beats of his heart resound loud
as the thunder of the hallow skies
noble be his duty till the final relief

striving till the final strength fades
death may come and steal him now
yet never his glory neither his honor
as he who hold the helm against the odds

he has sowed his seed to this free land
to which he toiled its grand fertile soil
that no tyrant invader may trample
where no importer may reap its wealth

vanguards of the deep and high
your name shall echo clear
your acts shall ring out to history
legacy eternal forever shall be told

if i could hold and kiss you
even just once more in the night
before the light takes you away
from my dreams and from this life

will the world remember me when I fall
will they shed a mournful tear or stay silent
will my death and works mean nothing at all
is my life just one out of many in history's hall

In the pale swirl of winter's whisper
The lonely girl stood, resisting the urge to shiver
Slightly anxious and slightly agitated
She watched and patiently waited

With shadows stretching all around
Her ears, through their muffs listened for any sound
Then she saw something spring up from the ground
And her heart began to suddenly pound

Mirages of ice signaled his return
In excitement her stomach began to churn
But he was nowhere in sight
As minutes became hours, she felt contrite

Another year without the one she cherished
Another year he shattered what he promised
She'll retreat again, filled with spite and utterly embarrassed
But next year, she'll return again to the white forest

when dawn meets the twilight dusk
where stars still shine and linger
whispering words of gentle gust
my heart flamed by your sweet tinder

It feels as though the world is too slow or too fast
that some good things will likely never last
yet the memories we built both great and sad
I hang them all up my wall, no mater how long time has pass
each one brings back stories from such glorious days
if you can see them now I bet it will brings tears down your lovely face
no matter how much we've grown old nothing has truly age
everything still stays the same no matter how somethings change

have we but to die now
and never live to see
the grandeur of tomorrow

how we sleep in solace
and slip into the grasp
that deaths hand has touch

shall we hang to the thread
to which the youth must walk
in a uncertain precipice crossroad

Tell me how mad men sleep and dream,
Yet with tired eyes and trembling scream.

I was broken long before;
the time we met and cast aside...
My cords entwined, like a puppet;
wearing masks of ivory silk...

Broken and tarnished to the core;
hearing white noises cascade...
The paint is cracking - parapets
are running up the wall - my deluded ilk!

would I see the safe haven and its shore;
before I'm drowned... do I see the change of tide?
Would you harbor this monster - even as a pet;
or be rebuked and revolted like on vinegar milk...

I was the broken dream of "Perhaps" and "Maybe", sure;
something in between slender-man and kagemusha on a joyride...
Would you unlock this conundrum and my time set;
or break the cogwheels and bury your sword to the hilt?

take me away my sweet sun ray
wandering wondrous shining light
sweet morning rise kiss my soul grey

Take my hand and run with me,
Let's just run and never stop.
I can still remember those warm days we spent together
Running, just running into the sun.
Take my hand and we'll go to town
Let's have a treat, and then down at the lake, we'll wet our feet.
I can still remember those warm days we spent together
With no cares in the world.
I will always remember those days we were together,
Together, together
Before you left us all forever...

A tired soul
does not know
if it can linger more
never more so can it grow
but drowns ever slowly
to the chasm below

Would you mind coming with me?
We'll take a walk down the road of my mind.
You can feel what I feel,
Would you be that kind?

I'll take you to a place, Where the beautiful lights dance to the beats of these stars,
And as the waves of love touch our skin,
We'll feel the water curing our scars.

And back our way home, we'll pluck a black rose,
We'll keep it close to our eyes,
As a way for us to remember one day we'll all become memories,
And even the beautiful dies!
Would you come with me?

A heart of trust
Comes with faith in one
For breaking one's trust
Comes with harsh consequences

A heart of harmony
With balance within me
Like the trees in the forest
And the singing birds outside

A heart of peace
With nothing to worry
But can peace exist in this world
In today's perilous terms

A heart of loyalty
Never leaving one's side
Staying true no matter what
Even on the verge of quitting

A heart of love
To care for each other
With a heart so pure
With no trace of hate.

Let's dance the night away.
Forget our troubles.
Forget those around us for few seconds.
Hold my hand don't be afraid.
I will lead and guide. Don't be shy.
You're all I ever dreamed of and ever wanted.
Let's let this moment Last for ever.
Just say you'll be mine...
and I'll be yours

what do we have left for ourselves
but to do good upon others and to ourselves
and to strive to be better
even if we must suffer
in silence and solitude
must we hurt ourselves further
must we torture ourselves and be disgusted
upon a cycle of toxicity we present ourselves with

Despite your small willow frame,
You gracefully took each step,
As a mark of your humble pride,
Your sweet and gentle face held a smile,
That only heavens angels could dare mimic,
Your shimmering blue eyes glistened,
Like two shorelines meeting at the edge of a cliff,
Glimmering blues and teals,
Your Reddened cheeks and the hint of blush,
Yet that sad longing eyes gave away,
Like the winter bitter wind you long to be free of its cold.

You're my special flame
Yet this fire's gone cold
I lost the sense to this game
our past are stories we told
now ashes to the unknown

If I can forget and lose myself
even for just a moment
and scream and not say
the words I've felt within
would it made any difference
in the madness of my own sanity

Bubbles floating in the meadow
Helping me to overcome my fears and sorrow
Gazing out to autumn leaves turned spring
They look at me giving my heart such wings
I stare across the lake, over to the house
I see a little girl as small as a mouse
Her small bike still standing along the road
The way she left it since years ago
Now spring turned to winter
She's now still small but a little taller
And gazing at the snow in a peculiar manner
And then I see her sweeping away the leaves
Then giving up and throwing them to the winds
I smile a little bittersweet smile
Looking back at memories that passed me by
Her waking to dawn
Her walking down the road at the lawn
Sticky crumbs pasted on her cheeks
Without even bothering to have it licked
That little red truck she rode with her brother
When they ran across the field all throughout summer
And the waves washing up the coast
As she jumps with glee her heart all afloat
My lips curve into a fond smile
When was it that I forgot to enjoy life?
The sweet, little memories I hold dear
The golden memories of childhood I treasure
And now whenever a little bubble floats by
I'll be sure to remember every little bit of life with a smile
Add on a little spice of life
To add the thrill to the joyous ride
So come along, reminisce with me
Think about you golden memories
This poem might be simple
But it never fails to show a dimple
Along the grown cheeks of this woman
That had long since grown with a man
She loves dearly and promised and vowed
To spend every moment with him now
The color of our wedding rings that day
Was the shade of our hearts whose love never fades away
And so underneath the shade of trees
Watching the sun peer orange over the leaves
Gazing at small little bubble
Too small a thing for the meaning it holds
To my heart so young still
So many emotions I can really feel
Amidst the lake, the grass and the wind
I finally found what all the things mean
Staring out the ever familiar lawn
With the words carve into my heart: I am home

The sun and stars ,
Light up the darkness
Making the sky bright
And showing us where to go

They light the night sky
Giving hope for a new morning
And a new day
A new day to make change in the world they shine so far above

So when you see them
Dancing across the sky
Know they will always be there, no matter how far or high

artist are tortured souls
manic emotions left to ink and paint
transforming pain of their mundane tormented life
into ecstatic beauty expressed so vividly
that leaves us all in speechless and awe

The thoughts are prodding within my mind
Constantly attacking.
Desiring.
Wishing.
I try not to think about it,
But my mind just can't get enough of it
My mind always seems to wonder towards the same thing...
Over and over again, a cycle of endless thoughts.
Feeling the feelings welling up
Knowing that i am unable to escape

Obsession.
It feels as though i am obsessed with it.
My fingers tingle, almost begging for more
Like a drug, i take my thoughts
And i allow them to overtake me
For a moment, it can almost be euphoria
Filled with regret and pain, but also happiness and buzzing

Trying to stop these thoughts
Trying to stop them from entering my head
Trying to let go of that obsession

Can one be obsessed with multiple things at once?
With multiple thoughts and feelings, unable to let go
To quit them like cold turkey.

Money does not bound me to quit
Its all in my head...
Its not an addiction like the drugs you buy
I don't go to someone else to strive for it
To bargain and beg for more
It feels different than that

The feelings can be so overwhelming
Only knowing those feelings in that moment
Wanting it back, even listening
Because for a moment...
The mind didn't drift.
It only wanted its obsession
It was completely focused on that obsession

I could be obsessed with sadness
Feeling the water drifting down my face
Thinking of the things happening in my life
Addicted to the sting of pain it gives me
Addicted to almost wanting to be alone
Addicted to the way the muscles on my face moving down, the smile almost hurting my face

I could be obsessed with joy
Feeling the laughter erupting from my mouth
Making hard to breath, an almost sweet pain coming over my chest
My heart rushing
My head numb from no air
And then able to calm down,
Obsessed with the feeling that happened in a moment
When nothing was in my mind but that joy

I could be obsessed with anger
Feeling the warm, boiling feeling overcome me
Allowing it to burst out
Raising my voice so that i know others can hear me
The look on their faces when i know they are listening
Because it seems like no one is listening unless i raise my voice and let it all out
It can be addicting, allowing that feeling to overtake you

It might be easier if i was obsessed with an object...
Then maybe then...
I could let it drop.
Let go of my obsession.
Allowing it to break into a million pieces.
Feeling all the negative feelings at once, causing me to fall onto the ground, my mind regretting it
My mind wanting it back so bad my heart aches
And then relieve can come over me
Maybe it will take a long time for relieve to come,
Or I would become 'Obsessed' with that feeling

Is it possible to be obsessed with a person?
Or perhaps i am obsessed with the feelings that come with them?
Feeling the tingling and the warmth when they are nearby
Feeling my breath hitch when i hear their voice
Addicted to those feelings
That desire can overtake someone so easily
The desire to be around that person
Obsessed with their everything
It can be as quick as the snapping of the fingers
Addiction to the obsession inevitable
One moment you are normal and like them...
And the next moment, obsession can overtake you

Obsession can almost be a breaking point
Our minds are constantly buzzing
Absorbing new information
But we can come to that point...
When our minds 'break' and we become addicted
When we become obsessed,
And desire nothing else but that feeling that we are obsessed with

I was taught to obey
The god I am to worship
To the tones of the hymn I sway
To spread lies on my kinship

I devoted my life
And became His messenger
Cared little of the strife
Of families and their avengers

Women and children died
To spread a religion
Their bodies beaten and tied
To beat them into a descision

I was His
As was everything
In this world I used to remiss
Quite a merry thing

I should be an example
Of ideas and beliefs
They should not trample
I should help in times of grief

Yet I cause them
As they spread far and wide
Infidels we called them
Because they ran away to hide

Yet He always beckons
And I come to his aid
I have killed thousand; I reckon
To their graves they were laid

I feel as if I must break free
Before the final nail on my coffin
To run away and flee
Before I corrupt more of my offspring

empty canvas that's all there is
none to write to paint or give
to a world that often looks
too far to see what beauty is
and what lies within

It feels as though the world is too slow or too fast
that some good things will likely never last
yet the memories we built both great and sad
I hang them all up my wall, no mater how long time has pass
each one brings back stories from such glorious days
if you can see them now I bet it will brings tears down your lovely face
no matter how much we've grown old nothing has truly age
everything still stays the same no matter how somethings change

My soul has been torn from me as though I am but dreaming,
My heart now spent in this worldly rent and I am now grieving,
All the beauty that was around me fades as I sigh my last sigh,
For now as I breathe my last breath I am slowly dying.

Last night I dreamt and heard of my dearest companions, Cheery faces that once brighten the room, as I awoke I lay alone,
I pondered for days gone by when we were all but young and bold,
But I know that soon I must die the last of whom had survived.

As morning did rise crimson edge that broke the night sky,
The cold did lift from and the winds, as they did sigh,
I rose to take a breath, not knowing it was my last,
From the light that greeted me now fades and it did come,
Now I am done and have been greeted with eternal rest.

what I see are amber hue
waltzing in a violet haze
swirling and falling brightly
with petals of golden glaze
yet you don't see what I view

soothed beneath your hands
like heavenly stars on earth
a whisked kiss by the breeze
sends me ever closer to you

we were never meant to be
a fleeting mistake
that lasted some what centuries

I thought it was a dream,
That you would love someone like me,
Maybe I can change,
Maybe I can move past everything,
From this hatred in my heart,
You changed everything to love,
I couldn't ask for more,
I never thought I deserved to get so much,
Especially something as precious as your love,
This pain will never go away,
But it can be filled with something more,
You loved me against reason,
And changed me forever more.

i am in pain
yet i have no mouth
but still i must scream
into the darkness of the night
without a howl for help
that is what every man
who knew the end is coming
people ignore the signs i give
for i have no mouth to speak
and if i had none shall hear
or heed my warnings
but i will meet the end
with a smile knowing
the sun shall shine bright again
regardless that if i may see its rays
or not if it passes my grave
that i tried to resist and change the course
to which our destiny lies

I'm so tired but I can't rest nor sleep
Standing' on the edge of something much too deep
It's funny how we feel so much but we cannot utter a word
We scream from within, but we can never be heard

in the vastness of the dark abyss
to which it is not the appearance hostility
that gives us the tense uneasiness
but the indifference it shows to us
as we solider on to its unknown abysmal lair

sound made crystalline
from shattered glass beams
distant thoughts are no sober wine
for living is but a sun burnt dream

oh sweet blossoming rose
innocent and blooming beauty
i sing to you verses of sweet nothings
for somehow you enchanted me

lure me to your temptation
only to be plucked away
and thrown aside to wither
like some blade of grass

Flowers are pure,
flowers are dear,
they are colorful,
they are beautiful,

They sit in the distance,
they look content for instance,
they attract bees with persistence,
they make the most heavenly presents,

They are full of life,
they are full of right,
it's a wonderful plant,
they're full of sense,

When you leave them home,
they actually cry and mope,
they can actually move a stone,
they will actually wait for you to woke,

When they are together,
they talk together,
they think together,
they love together,

Violets with blue shimmers,
Roses with their red glammor,
each unique in it's traits,
each will never break,

Just to have them near,
takes away my fears,
takes away my tears,
makes me heart them dear.