"A Single Teardrop", written May 2010

A single teardrop-

how much sorrow can it contain?

Falling slowly,

                         almost escaping

the grasp of time;

 Gathering momentum

as it rolls down the surface of her soul;

it breaks the prism into a thousand pieces.

"The Curse", Written 4-1-10

P.S. I wrote this poem before I heard about Twilight.. just so you know :)

With each breaking

of the dawn, the sun

lets out his battle cry.

Dodging white bullets he ascends

gracefully into the sky.

Up the same, sad hill

he must go- But look,

the earth is thriving below.

How he envies the growing

roots of the trees,

entwined in embrace;

How he longs to be

so firmly planted in his place.

One inch higher.

Each step more...

is one more fight for breath.

Yet higher he must climb;

He curses the pale, human candles:

"They would blow them out

if they could truly see her shine!"

Shining brightly was her dream, now lost;

She reaches out for him with an empty hope.

See all the flowers she has planted

while she waits for him!

"Tonight, I dreamed that we embraced,

but shortly it was through-

I will shine for her...

as I fade away, then tomorrow

I'll start anew."

Haiku entitled "Roses".

A haiku is actually a group of "hokkus," or one 5-7-5 syllable poem. This haiku has a lot of meaning and symbolism. It's one of the few of my poems that I actually think is decent lol. Enjoy :)

I gaze at the stars-
tonight they stare back at me.
I feel ill at ease.

A sea of faces,
shining with an empty hope
of seeing daylight.

I feel the rays of
Sunlight; they pierce my skin, search
my soul for darkness.

And with each new day
I am blinded by its Light...
I cannot forget.

I breathe in deeply-
but the scent of a rose in
Spring is like poison.

Why could I not see
before, that its great Beauty
overcomes its thorn?

There is a story
tucked away in each petal;
a careful Design.

I weep for all the
roses that have died, that ne'er
had the chance to bloom.

"The World Repainted"

She walks past the mirror
there's a greyness in her eyes that she didnt see before
the world outside seems lonely and bleak,
the rain has washed away all of its beauty;
it's empty- no one makes a sound.


She walks through the familiar places
that were once so special, so beautiful
Now everything seems hazy;
she doesnt dare to touch a thing,
fearing it will fade away under her grasp.


She follows another pathway,
hoping to find something that will bring life
to her vanishing, grey world---
The road she takes has but a few faint footsteps on it,
somewhat resembling her own.


It takes her to the most glorious sight she has ever seen,
a single, rugged cross, shining brightly in the midst of the dying trees.
A small whisper brings the truth back into her ears.


She was here once, long ago, when her life was changed forever,
but she felt burdened by doubts and fears.
She closed her eyes, reached out and touched the cross,
and her world was repainted♥

Oh bloody...

This called Golden Eyes. It may sound mushy but it was taken directly from a dream I had so blame my subconscious for that :)

Do you remember what it feels like

to climb your highest mountain

to feel like you're soaring on eagles' wings

to be held in someone's arms and wish they would never let

go?

And in this moment

my heart cries out,

all the mountains,

all the riches,

all the glories of the world

will never compare to this.

We're walking on the beach,

soaking up the sun and feeling the cool breeze;

as the waves caress the shore,

I'm certain that this is the most beautiful day I've ever seen.

The words he speaks flow like music

that touches the soul, as he tells me:

"When you look into the sun,

your eyes turn the prettiest shade of gold.

It's like I can see into your heart,

all of your wishes, dreams, and desires come to life,

laid out like a beautiful story;

and with all my heart I ask you

to be a part of that story,

to write each precious page,

WITH YOU.  FOREVER." <3