Her lips press softly against mine Blood rushes to every portion of my body Sounds of her voice begin to fade Reality sets in as I realize I'm losing her again The world around me transitions into an abyss of nothingness She is the last fragment of my illusionary world
No more do I wish for this pain I can't bare the pain of having a life without you I reach out to grasp hold of a past memory Begging my mind to allow a couple of more minutes with her Without remorse I return to the agony known as the real world
Tears stream without end Sweat drenches my bunched up sheets Out of instinct I turn to my right Hoping that the warmth of another stops my trembling hand Praying that her sleeping peacefully will calm my rapid breathing My heart aches as I touch nothing but cold air Color fades from my eyes I go slack for the sole reason of having nothing to live for She's gone and there is nothing I can do about it
There is a table in the dining room Laughter used to emanate every evening after a long day of work There is a couch in the living room Romantic dates and idol chats forever associated with it There is a king size bed Passionate love of a married couple took place there many nights There is a closet full of clothes Beautiful garments line up nicely never to be worn again There is a bathroom remembered for its many tears Memories of sad times from a failure to have a child Stronger are the memories of acceptance and the bond of two people growing stronger There is a house that holds all of these It used to be filled with many emotions Now there are only two Sadness and grief
I think back to the times spent together Sipping a cup of coffee at every chance I get My wife's death haunts me every day The sight of warm blood over my cold hands Her fading smile as she assures me she'll be okay The lifelessness in her eyes as the paramedics pull me away My mouth quivers as I reminisce the horrific accident Large tears are about to break through Then a voice whispers to me One nostalgia enough to halt my fit I quickly look to my right
A beautiful woman with white hair blinds me Her feet gracefully touch down on the dirty floor She is wearing white garments that accentuate her physique Without realizing I speak the name of this woman She gives a loving smile Causing me a loss of words she speaks in my stead "Please sweety, do not lose sight of what is important. "Commiting the dark desires you have in your aching heart would cause me great pain. "Cherish the memories of the past. Not using them as a crux to die, but as a motivation to live." She walks toward me My eyes keep locked with hers "I love you and forever will." Her arms embrace me as her body fades away "Madeline... thank you my love." Are the only words that escape my lips Hope reenters my heart
My mind - like a dog's tail, Was always tucked in between my legs, My heart - hopeless and weak, Was shoved in a lonely corner And my mouth taped, I was shut and unable to speak
And you began to label me As the coward - lonely boy, Sometimes the glasses guy - nerdy boy, Some of you thought I was stupid And pushed me around too many times Not to be bullies, the world was just that way
I held the straps of my bag as I walked With my head buried deep in my chest, And my eyes fixed on the ground - Watching where I stepped, Many of you took that for a sign Tripped me a couple of times, But to what pleasure?
My home was no different I was thought of as the smart guy Yet no one let me sort my own troubles Instead, I was pitied and made hopeless Someone always escorted me to school To speak to my teachers to keep me safe
Maybe I prefer video games Not football Maybe I prefer reading books Not watching movies Maybe I like to pen down my thoughts And not blub out words
But truly if you'd let me:
My football isn't bad,
I've watched more shows Than the average among you,
And if you let me free, I can recite sweet--sweet poetries
Your lousy attitudes Turn me into a lousy being How I wish, just once I could dictate How the world sees me And what they speak about me. What you know, that is not me.
I was stanced on a land, unknown. I had never been acquainted to feelings like this or lone. Acquaintances scarce, and unknown land. Here I met a lass with a bonnet on her head. Cultivated with poise, but disguised Her wings and head. The cloak of concealment, dark and depth shared.
Coquettish manners and remarkable beauty, Who knows what laid behind the veil, dexterity. She had befriended me. We perched on a tree, legs dangling, nearby a sea. She had befriended me, indeed. But never shared a mutual gaze, was it on purpose or candid? I asked to qoute the cause, she defied. She waved it away , said,"never mind "
Under alias, I was on purpose, Because, I the daughter of a kingdom, was banished. Citrus. Alas! King, who was slayed, took daughter's pledge To slaughter the peri, vicious woman with a sword's edge.
I told her the truth tale. An abrupt change, felt the escapade, she fell on a laughter's gale. Mannerism and elegance turned into wrath. Shinning eyes to flame, heaved a breath. Then with a malicious smile She declared, "I would like to look into your eyes for a while, For my eyes defines the death" she quoted. Befuddled, I asked her the cause of performing an act she herself denied. Before she turned to behold An arrow was through in and out her chest, her eyes open bold.
She laid down with a gesture of agony and pain. The arrow was bewitched, all tries in vain. All the concealments removed and her existence revealed, She was Medusa and the arrow's master was Perseus in the field.
Serpentine hairs and snarling death stares. She shaded the last ounce of her masquerades. Hence, the princess was saved by the prince. I saw a boy writhe and wince. Turned into a stone, was the boy. Medusa's gaze had done a work so coy! Sinless boy was under the clutches Of fragility of being human, stuck in the hutches!
*The Sound Of Silence* And one day if you find yourself lost, Your conscience frozen by the frost, Just calm your mind,sit with nonchalance And you'll get to hear the sound of silence.
Just sit beneath the alluring sky, And watch the slithering clouds roll by. And after awhile,every answer you will get Of all those questions giving you fret.
What was the worth of all rivalries? The hostility you held,the battles you fought; The casualties laid by words in disguise. That was never an accomplishment you sought.
What's so great in a luxurious life, With bounties on the feet, If the abundant darkness, grief and strife, Ain't subdued by wisdom's heat?
For how long shall you ignore the fact? That with privileges comes a responsibility! Of sharing, sacrificing and benevolent act, Not that of boasting or attaining vanity.
And until now you've understood You've been boasting about falsehood; Now rise out from the chaos and complexities. And your path will be filled by serendipities.
And eventually in your way, if you again get deceived by illusion and get lost, Don't know what to do next,your conscience frozen by the frost, Then read a book or awake your sense Or sit back and hear the sound of silence _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ *Glossary* Frost -here, weather cold enough to cause freezing. Nonchalance - here,a state of calmness Bounties- abundance of wealth Strife- lack of harmony; conflict Vanity - excessive pride Serendipities - good luck in making unexpected and fortunate discoveries