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What are you waiting for?
You were right there but didn't see
the single tear roll down my cheek
you were right there but didn't see
the way it dropped me to my knees
and the sound that my words made
fell silent, like dissipated rain.
and the sound that in my heart raged
violent, and my chest heaved in pain.
couldn't block it from my mind
and i thought at the time
that you were my friend
found out in the end
you were right there but didn'y see
the single tear roll down my cheek.
New spring blossoms rage
burns beyond sun's holy fire
eyes drink thine beauty
Anonymous
When you get what you want in your struggle for self
And the world makes you king for a day,
Just go to the mirror and look at yourself
And see what that man has to say.
For it isn’t your father or mother or wife
Whose judgment upon you must pass.
The fellow whose verdict counts most in you life
Is the one staring back from the glass.
You may be like Jack Horner and chisel a plum
And think you’re a wonderful guy.
But the man in the glass says you’re only a bum
If you can’t look him straight in the eye.
He’s the fellow to please-never mind all the rest,
For he’s with you clear to the end.
And you’ve passed your most dangerous, difficult test
If the man in the glass is your friend.
You may fool the whole world down the pathway of years
And get pats on the back as you pass.
But your final reward will be heartache and tears
If you’ve cheated the man in the glass.
Trapped, as the harsh
snowed...
winter swirled cold across the icy
-HEART-
of the...
hart trampled forward hoping to escape the piling inches by reaching the...
...woods
and plowed forward,
snow unto its shoulders...
knowing it would be safe, it would be able to move...
the wolves howled...
It's breath steaming and lungs straining...
at the edge of the woods...
- the wolves howled -
but two deep drifts...
The Hart's
heart
Exploded... and there
it died.
Perhaps love is like a resting place
A shelter from the storm
It exists to give you comfort
It is there to keep you warm
Prehaps Love will cause you trouble
Leave you broken and alone
The memory of love can burn your bones
Pass by the open window
Trust no open door
It invites you to come closer
To bleed you ever more
You will eventually lose yourself
And before the night is through
The memory of love will swallow you...
Left this for one of the purged, they seemed rather unimpressed...
summer rain awash
hidden in black thunderheads
my final goodbye
some people have no clue as to how hard Haiku is to compose...
black, no sun arose
tragicly my lips brush cheek.
Me, the kiss of death.
drop me to my knees
all you deities, upon your lofty thrones.
Drop me to my knees, rob me of my strength,
infest me with the most painful of all your plaugues,
but leave for me just love...
Lock me away from all the glorious heavens
that any of you command,
rob me of my breath, my youth, and all the worldly possesions i have...
until i am weary to my bones...
leave me only love.
One small voice crying out to me in all the universe's emptiness...
A hand...
A touch...
gentle upon my brow.
Let me stumble in blindness, all the weary day long...
toil in the shabby hatred of humanity,
and return home each night,
to the welcome arms of love...
In the dark and silence of the night
I creep across death's threshhold...
and through your door
specteral-
longing-
- impatient...
and finding you aslumber
into your dreams i must creep...
where any form is mine to create
this is my reality
this world of whisp and ghosts...
my realm my kingdom, you are my thrall
the room it fills with candles stubby and whispering of flame...
they gutter longing to go out... to give themselves to the black...
you, half dressed in white... the gown wrent, torn, where am i...
from the shadows i pounce, and turn your face to mine...
i cover your mouth with my mouth before you can see my face... it is my one last gentle act... and you can sense it...
your heart races and your heat rises as the last of your dress falls way...
we hit the floor together...
a tangle of arms and legs...
and the you are on your knees
your eyes can barely trace the blackness of the floor as we become one... a beast with two backs...
throbbing and heaving... you awaken from your sleep...
just a dream...
and yet your room is now filled
with short stubby candles...
which all gutter out...
the moment you see them
