Happy made misery gallop;
this only one time affair;
When all I did was look into the mirror
When all was different none of it seemed dispair.
Once in a life time reflection;
Candle light by my surroundings;
My eyes stayed glued all night;
all I could see was perfection.
Watery eyes were staring back;
like after a long journey of tears;
streaming down softly fading across her neck;
A warm pale face stood there without any fears;
The view holding on so dear.
All she could see was perfection;
All I could see was a smile ripped across her face;
Nothing there stood between us;
The chilly yet warm night set my heart through a race.
Yellow like green eyes were warmly crying;
Her blonde locks were breath taking;
Her stunning beauty was naturally unlying;
The feelings, that night I was not faking.
That night was special, like never before;
That night I saw something real;
Once in a life time expirience came to my senses;
The reflection I saw perfect, no longer did I abhore.
That night after a long tough row,
The same night I looked into a mirror;
A girl with eyes no longer layed low;
The same one with cheecks red like fire;
Her tear, wet face full of beauty and desire.
No more has she battled with hate;
Further away were her daily feelings;
Her soul smudered with fate.
Pulled out my hand;
Smiled silenty still;
The same night I looked into the mirror;
was the same night I saw nothing like before;
For hours and hours I lay there still;
Drinking the darkness' chill.
Once I had set my spirit free;
Knew I that never again would I see;
The same girl..
That girl that was me...
-written on 12-6-07 the only time I ever felt pretty in my life-
LOL
How come they turn around me?
How come they sit and stare?
Why are they always smiling?
Just because I refused the dare?
All they are, are senseless beings
All they do is sit and glare
But why are they always sitting…praying…hating
Waiting for me life to bare?
As she took her final glance
She kept walking past the street
Set still, tied her hair
Kept thinking about her one last chance
‘’but why is mind playing with me?’’
‘’why all the imaginations I spare?’’
‘’commanding me…dance my puppet dance’’
She was scared to look into a mirror
It’s like her reflection despised her still
It was alive but she never knew it
All she thought was that her life was worth nil.
But how come she never surrendered?
Excruciating things she still sees
Her nightmares dragged her into doing crazy things
She loved it when she hurt herself, saw herself bleed
Weird things were going on about her
The unrealistic stories dragged her still
The dark and black in her imagination ran wild
The colour and joy lay still
Hell stood beside her
A terrifying speed the blood pump inside her
A silent cry she yelled for help
When the feeling of the devil snare
From love and friendship she was sober
All time waisted depressed in vein
Her imagination took over completely
In her eyes, blood showers like rain.
Next morning no news was heard
The day after and after were quiet
No new news of the enigma was shared
The people all around got curious
‘’why, how has she not been seen?’’
Slowly, slowly the town got scared
As a voice in the night sounded furious
The entered the room silently
As they saw the scary sight they never pretended to see
A girl they saw thrown on the floor
Droplets of blood dropping, flowing like a stream
The twisted view was scary
The nightmares have come true
The people kept watching petrified
Watching the demonly, pretty face turn a shade of blue
How come she sold her soul?
How come the little girl was dead?
How come she never said anything…
It’s like the words from her mouth come dropping slow
Silence to her was so golden
With those words left unspoken
The night kept creeping slowly
Her soul was alive still
The people all around didn’t notice
But they did feel a presence in the air chill
She told them she will die
She told them she will arise
She told them she will go now
She told them she was living a lie
Nobody knew how come the girl was so wise!
A promise she made before dying
A secret she left unsaid
Her name was written nowhere
It was still left unknown
And after all those years passing
The people of the village couldn’t forget the view of the bloody body on the floor thrown…
He' s the one I was longing to stay with;
He's the one who makes my pain fade away;
but yet this is still a secret
If he'll know all my dreams will melt away.
He makes my heart beat faster;
He makes me smile all day;
Yet he still doesn't know this;
I wish I could find just the right words to say.
The worst thing is, he thinks he's nothing but a failure;
He thinks he's just worth nill;
My heart aches as I watch his words across my screen;
Yet my empty soul it'll fill.
I never known what love was
I don't know what it is still;
but unexplainable is this feeling;
as tears stain my cheeks
his warm words, my bruses heal.
Yet he will never know so;
he is too far away;
he will never believe me;
not another word he would say.
He says he won't forget me;
But yet that I find hard to believe;
His presence will always be dripping;
From next to me it's like he would never leave.
He says he loves me yet;
with a long silence I reply;
how long can it be till he will forget;
That someone like me can't be loved...
It was not what you suspected;
it was not what was told'
though there still lay beside you,
taking the ghostly shade
in the silence long.
You know you want it but yet deny it;
You know without it you won't be whole;
lays temptation there aside of it;
you blame yourself for letting it go.
The journey now lays written
in your book, your heart it's absent
Such bad Karma that once by you got bitten;
Your memories dug in your mind as if solid gold.
Imagination runs like water;
from your brain, inspiration in your grasp you hold.
The traveller lays there thinking about his dismissal, loss in every way;
Yet it concerned him that his lies never saved the day;
''Let him who hath fury know I saw him
Let his shame be swollowed whole,
he who dehumanized me once shall shatter,
thus twice is mine gulity ray.
Thou, let my words be told !''
He knows now it's all over;
He will know that his emotional battles lay there all in vain.
Yet the cold, water fountain lay there calm yet brittle;
as Pandora's box took over him in every way.
Some say he was lonely;
Some say he was not
but the true story happened when he tried to live,
he faught
Cause happy times may be;
But unfortunatley also sad.
He didn't care;
yet he was never glad
He stood up firmly always ready to take chances;
but life lets you down;
it doesn't take who it fancies.
He faught, thought all battles had been won;
but the war had just begun.
He thought that his friends were true;
he was wrong
and soon his life grew desperate, lonely, hard and blue.
Though life also gives chances;
he did not have time for it.
He tried to jump from mountain high;
but somehow came to his senses.
Trew himself against a wall;
thinking why on earth he wanted to fall.
Thinking about his ruined love life;
he saw a light;
grabbed it and flew;
as the wind blew...
...never to be seen again;
and he was gone!
----My second poem written when i was about 11 ..a day after one of my best friends committed suicide :(---
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