A child of the night, embraced by the moonlight
Dances on the winds of despair
Every star shining is a dream she cannot reach, a love she cannot have.
Tears stream down her cheeks as the pain burns through her soul.
Silvery stars gleam coldly in the night and the tears turn red as they mix with her blood.
She falls with a sigh and smiles as her lifeforce gathers in a pool around her
The end has finally come and she leaves this world the same wat she entered it....alone.
I found this and it was so me I had to put it up.
To laugh often and much;
to win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children;
to earn the appreciation of honest critics and endure the betrayal of false friends;
to appreciate beauty;
to find the best in others;
to leave the world a bit better whether by a healthy child, a garden patch or a redeemed social condition;
to know that even one life has breathed easier because you have lived.
This is to have succeeded.
A poem about dogs
Current mood: contemplative
A Dogs Plea
Treat me kindly, my beloved friend,
For no heart in the world is more grateful for your kindness
Than the loving heart of me.
Do not break my spirit with a stick,
For though I should lick your hand between blows,
Your patience and understanding will more quickly teach me
The things you would have me learn.
Speak to me often,
For your voice is the worlds sweetest music to my ears:
As you most know by the fierce wagging of my tail
When your footsteps fall upon my waiting ear.
Please take me inside when it is cold and wet,
For I am a domesticated animal
No longer accustomed to the bitter elements.
I ask no greater joy than the privilege of sitting at
Your feet beside the hearth.
Keep my pan filled with fresh water,
For I cannot tell you when I suffer thirst.
Feed me clean food so that I may stay well,
To romp and play and do your bidding,
To walk by your side and stand ready, willing and able
To protect you with my life, should your life be in danger.
And my friend, when I am very old, and no longer enjoy good health, hearing or sight:
Do not make heroic efforts to keep me going
I am not having any fun. Please see that my trusting life is taken gently
I shall leave this Earth knowing with my last breath that my fate was always safest in your hands.
(Author unknown)
Once I was beloved, happy and full of joy
Now I'm nothing more than a broken and forgotten toy
I once knew love, I once knew laughter
How was I to guess it would end in disaster?
I was my Master's favorite for a few short years
I listened to secrets and consoled away all the tears.
I was always at my Master's side and shown off to friends,
Why did no one tell me one day it would all end?
Now I lay forgotten in a corner on the floor
The love & joy & laughter I knew are nevermore,
Nobody sees or hears me although many walk by
I wonder how with so many people no one hears my cries.
There's nobody here to console me or wipe away my tears
Nobody to love me or take away my fears.
There are no more kisses, loving words or soft touch,
Whoever knew lonliness could hurt so much?
I yearn to again be beloved, know happiness and joy
But I am nothing more than a broken and forgotten toy.
Kiss of death
Current mood: wishful
Category: wishful Dreams and the Supernatural
I wander here, alone in the moonlight. Calling you once again as I have almost every night. Release me from this life, this pain! I know you hear my cries and yet you still wait. How I long to hear the beating of wings on the wind, feel the cold creep up my neck, see you rise up behind me. To see your quiet, dark beauty -to know the time has finally come!
Take me in your dark embrace! Wrap me in your arms, I bend to your will, I am not afraid - I have been waiting for you my whole life. This life is more painful than any death could be. I tremble at the thought of your teeth finally sinking into my flesh, granting me realease from this torture. In your eyes I see the promise of forever.....
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