Wednesday, July 8, 2009

Good-Bye-Moon

What can be the taste of blood slowly sliding down my throat…

Gumming and grinding my insides

I slowly chewed on the bitter pieces of her heart

...Mmm the rancid taste of her garden flower screams

The crunches of cold steamy blood splatters out…

With smiling faces

Reached out with a dripping kiss

...Listen with me as you read her heart pushing up and down her chest

...It hungers for death... thump... thump... thump

I have not drank but eaten the passion that was love

Nothing more but a midnight eclipse

As I walk against the milky moon

...As I held her heart... in a pool of tears.

Thursday, June 18, 2009

Dancing Through the Night


After the eclipse of the unnatural whispers

Beating across the stars

In the shy moon smiles

Beside a dead sunshine

Blazing against the forgotten pictures

Under the breathless gravity

Pulled from the words of the unspoken planets

Felt inside the bones of the dancing comets

As my list is the ghost of my words

Mercury's heart meant by Venus's love

Compare with shooting star emotion

Meant on a rose

To weak to share that smile

Beyond her words

As life is meet without its flower.

Wednesday, June 10, 2009

Romeo & Juliet


Romeo: My heart truly belongs to you

Juliet: Our love is forever

Romeo: We've stayed here for too long

[Now he knows the winds carry sorrow.]

Juliet: We truly belong together

Romeo: The days of our love are endless

Juliet: I will swallow the universe for you

[ Fragments of love torn apart.]

Romeo: Our families hate is our love

Juliet: This is nothing new as this is true

Romeo: Let us end our hearts pain

[As they lay on the bed of the universe]

Juliet: Let us close our wounds

Juliet: That will make us forever...

[As they drink the venom of love]

With one last kiss

They suck each other poison out

As the lifeless bodies lay dead on the bed of the universe...

Their spirits roam

The earth

To enjoy their endless love.


-Note; This poem was one of my early work. Done back in the summer of 2007.
I was one of the many who also fell in love with William Shakespeare's Romeo & Juliet.
I, later on, became infulenced to write my own Romeo & Juliet.

Friday, June 5, 2009

Le Corbeau


The crow

Is the animal I always wanted to be…

The crow

Is the bottle up emotion, that’s hidden inside my soul…

The crow

Is the lock, shade less colors of my distant heart…

The crow

Is the nightmare of what my dreams use to be…

The crow

Is just one of the many gifts of God…

The crow

Is just the happiness of a lost sadness within life…

The crow

Is just the animal I always wanted to be…

Only looking upon me,

So black…

So cold…

So lonely…

Without a care

With no hope of death…

Picturing myself as the false reflection, of what the crow wanted to be.

Thursday, May 21, 2009

Sleep


Sleep is the real interview deep within the memories
Through a sad soul , dead among a cancerous body
Rush against her romantic name of "Emily", would fit a ever lasting sweet as sour chemical that was her name.
That share the double edge story of blood and tears
Nothing more to what any heart would die of when its broken...


Sister's morning star was meant by her love's midnight sunset
Sister's love was made with passion and happiness
Where my love was made with lust and sorrow
Burn into a endless forever where sister felt his love fill with dreams
Melted under my skin of a timeless kiss, we shared inside my sisters nightmares
Their muteless night of love making became my sicken tears
Breathless as I watch among the shadow of their pleasure
Loading the gun of a bleeding smile
As I sang them a bed time story meant by the cold flower that was my heart...

"Never did you see that I love him too sister, as your days are better asleep than awake. Where you my love... You live in the hopes of my heart , where your heart is better asleep than awake."
As I lay here between the blood and tears,
It came to mind were I was only was nine years old .
Yet to understand what happens to love... When its put to sleep.



BIO: "Sleep" ended up as one my best poems amongst many people. Like any writer or artist, I thought my work could be better. "Sleep" was my second to last poem, of 2008. Currently going through relationship issues, my mind wonders to the ideas of this poem. Thinking about "What if... I was to cut out my heart, and just lay love, or most my emotions, to rest."