Re: The Poetry Thread

[Silver]

Felicia's Lament

Flash of violet in the mist laden night,
Sweetness riddled in the crimson delight–
Blackness spills unto the silence: No respite.
Steel words, wet cheeks; quaking tired being–
World bathed in darkness, cold and unfeeling.
Alone in this life; I've lost all meaning,
For there is nothing left to love nor mourn.
From the dreams of paradise I've been torn:
Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.

[Silver]

Eye of the Beholder

Eye of heaven, warm and bright, please guard my
sensibilities tonight. Dear friend who
watches from above, do me one favor
if you'd be so kind–please bathe me in your
light to give me the strength to love tonight.
Take my hand with your feathery embrace
and gently whirl your essence 'round my form;
in time, I'm sure, I'll stand tall and proud with
an air of confidence, a tinge of grace,
twice blessed with an aura of radiance.
Lull of the ocean, sweet and serene, please
protect my fragile heart which deigns to tread
the sea of affection yet once again!
Be kind–help to guide my unsteady hands
that force my being to quiver in fear.
Carefully remove the rose-tinted glass,
set it aside for eternity's sake;
Reveal the path I wish to travel on
and remove the wicked haze fogging sense.
Never again shall cupid's arrow blind
nor shall the world's beauty fancy to hide;
a mindset born from the ashes of old.

[Silver]

What I have to Find

Coldness all around, suffocating me,
I cry out in the night, search for an embrace–
Something, Someone, to hold onto tight–
Until the dawn breaks and I can find my place.

And when that moment finally comes,
I'll break away from pain, no longer be confined;
Expel the cold and never be alone again,
But first, this dream I have to find.

[Silver]

Nightmare

Last night I felt this dreaming
When crying eyes had dried,
And then I got this feeling
That burned strongly deep... inside.
Yes, I know this does not change a thing,
But I hope you know how my heart sings;
It calls for... you.

For you,
Only for you!
No one else knows
How my heart yearns
And throbs
All through the night
For you...

Last night I felt that dreaming–
Feelings I thought had died–
And as I laid there sleeping
I learned where nightmares reside.
Laced in dream's clothing, so warm, so bright,
Silently stalking in the night
Sounding like... you.

Like you,
With your sweet voice!
The heart that holds
A piece of mine,
And breathes
A calming sigh
Like you...

Tonight I go on dreaming–
No longer feeling blind–
I feel the nightmare creeping,
Doing its dance inside my mind.
It hurts to wake when the dream's begun;
To break away from the sweet poison
Of you... just you.

[Silver]

The Road

Walking a cobblestone path in the fields of gray,
someone once told me that this is the way–
the course I must take, the road that is right,
the path I must travel to see futures bright.
But something is wrong here–it looms in the air–
fears that surround me and sounds of despair,
Dreams made of darkness I dare not share.

This long lonely path, this sea of gray,
and feelings unkind I'd ease wish away:
a course I was brought to, said to be right,
which crafted a story I'd rather rewrite;

Perhaps it's time from this path I take flight:

Return to the start... to dawn a new day...
to walk my own path and find my own way.

[Zerifachias]

Declaration of War

September 9,
two years past.
The silver line,
shadows cast.

Who is it you fear most?
Death, or his messenger?

-Sariska Adrianna Eternal
"The Death Counter"

[Allindur, the Lightfoot]

Puncture

Pain
Tongue tastes bitter
Metal tastes iron
Heat takes over
Hot bellow, hot midway
Hot above

And then, the
E C S T A S Y
Suffering and joy
Pain and pleasure
Blood and saliva

A river of red
Engulfs my senses
Iron and silver penetrate
Penetrate me
And then it's out
And then it's swollen
And then it's over.

Just one more hole...

[Silver]

Adolescence

Firebreath's ablazing
and Pixies petal dance,
Damsels are dismaying,
and Lancelot's had his chance;

to win the love of maiden sweet,
more than just a kiss on the cheek:
heroes braving dangers and great feats–
each one's a story quite unique.

Sadly though, the fields are not that fair;
Pastures are but tainted land,
And the sun's gaze is a glare,
Sadder yet is what is really there.

In castle's stead we bear blasted homes,
And animals quite misfed.
No rushy brooks or seas to roam,
when everything is dead.

If I had my way I'd take my leave
To live in the storybooks instead.
In fantasy there's no room to grieve
Cause happiness is ahead!

[Silver]

Memory Lost

Deep into her sweet brown eyes. Looking.
Inhale. Exhale. Once again. Breathing,
Lids fall heavy, silently low. Sleep.
She speaks to me, saying words so kind,
And for a moment I feel so fine.

Dark and quiet, sweet serene. Sleeping.
Happy place. Feelin' fine. Home again,
Hands held as I drift into myself;
Falling deeper and deeper inside
Till suddenly there's peace I find.

She speaks softly, gently, words so kind,
And reminds me that I'm feelin' fine.
Deeper I sink until she suggests
That which will finally give me rest.
I listen, nod, and then I'm blessed.

I awake to see her sweet brown eyes,
Stretch my limbs, and I feel more than fine:
She points to he, whom I do not know,
And I just shrug–I don't know why.
Memory lost, but no tears cried.

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