I fumble through this life
Looking through another's eyes
This world in which I exist
Created not by me
So how does one survive
This universe unknown?
Where everything familiar
Is now a battle zone?
I struggle to subsist
On mere threads of half truths
While attempting to construct
Reality anew
It would be easier to tame wild beasts
Than tame the ever increasing flame
Of desire in my troubled heart
With romance
I would rather my days consist of battles
Guaranteed to be won
They say love is a game but it's the greatest battle ever
Never to be resolved, instead spelling doom to its players
It would be easier to achieve victory as a gladiator in the arena
Tearing out the hearts of vicious creatures
Instead of handing mine over
Hold the gun to my head
While with a knife I cut a hole
Wide enough to expose
My heart, my soul for you to hold
Every hollow click I hear
Slightly allays my fears
Of losing myself to glorious death
Putting a life of rancor to rest
Hold the gun to my head
While blood slowly drains away
As the bullet strikes my brain
My life is now yours to claim
My heart has been broken
And it lays shattered
In a million pieces on the ground
And for my reverie I now stand guard
Ensuring no piece goes missing
Counting them one by one
I gather them to myself
Protecting them from the winds of change
That threaten to scatter them across enemy lines
Spelling my defeat
The Butterfly and The Dragon by jazzyfresh2012, literature
Literature
The Butterfly and The Dragon
Said the dragon to the butterfly,
"What dreams do you now bring to life?
Can you with stature frail and slight
Dare to challenge my own might?"
Said the butterfly to the dragon,
"You, sir, speak of what has passed,
For with eyes turned, your throne of fury
Was deposed by my beauty."
Once mighty warriors
Now slaves to their demons
Roaming aimlessly through
The abyss of ostracism
Decay becomes both friend and foe;
To the mind, paradaisical
To the body, swift and lethal
Its stench fends off intruders
Requiem,
To the lady who haunts me
With gifts from beyond the grave
In your lifetime treated with scorn
In your death I lament my disdain
As your bones nourish the earth
So my soul is now fortified
By heirlooms of grace inherited
Through intercessions from on high
I woke up this morning
Determined not to think of you
I promised myself
To try my best to get over you
But every time I close my eyes
I see your face
I see your smile
How I wish I could make you mine
Because this feeling
Is more than I can stand
I'm starting to believe
That you and I are part of God's plan
There must be a reason
I feel this way about you
It's meant to be
And I hope you feel the same way too
I can no longer fight it
Even though I try to hide it
These feelings cannot be ignored
I know deep in my heart
That we should no longer be apart
Because this feeling
Is more than I can stand
I'm starting to believe
I fumble through this life
Looking through another's eyes
This world in which I exist
Created not by me
So how does one survive
This universe unknown?
Where everything familiar
Is now a battle zone?
I struggle to subsist
On mere threads of half truths
While attempting to construct
Reality anew
It would be easier to tame wild beasts
Than tame the ever increasing flame
Of desire in my troubled heart
With romance
I would rather my days consist of battles
Guaranteed to be won
They say love is a game but it's the greatest battle ever
Never to be resolved, instead spelling doom to its players
It would be easier to achieve victory as a gladiator in the arena
Tearing out the hearts of vicious creatures
Instead of handing mine over
Hold the gun to my head
While with a knife I cut a hole
Wide enough to expose
My heart, my soul for you to hold
Every hollow click I hear
Slightly allays my fears
Of losing myself to glorious death
Putting a life of rancor to rest
Hold the gun to my head
While blood slowly drains away
As the bullet strikes my brain
My life is now yours to claim
My heart has been broken
And it lays shattered
In a million pieces on the ground
And for my reverie I now stand guard
Ensuring no piece goes missing
Counting them one by one
I gather them to myself
Protecting them from the winds of change
That threaten to scatter them across enemy lines
Spelling my defeat
The Butterfly and The Dragon by jazzyfresh2012, literature
Literature
The Butterfly and The Dragon
Said the dragon to the butterfly,
"What dreams do you now bring to life?
Can you with stature frail and slight
Dare to challenge my own might?"
Said the butterfly to the dragon,
"You, sir, speak of what has passed,
For with eyes turned, your throne of fury
Was deposed by my beauty."
Once mighty warriors
Now slaves to their demons
Roaming aimlessly through
The abyss of ostracism
Decay becomes both friend and foe;
To the mind, paradaisical
To the body, swift and lethal
Its stench fends off intruders
Requiem,
To the lady who haunts me
With gifts from beyond the grave
In your lifetime treated with scorn
In your death I lament my disdain
As your bones nourish the earth
So my soul is now fortified
By heirlooms of grace inherited
Through intercessions from on high
I woke up this morning
Determined not to think of you
I promised myself
To try my best to get over you
But every time I close my eyes
I see your face
I see your smile
How I wish I could make you mine
Because this feeling
Is more than I can stand
I'm starting to believe
That you and I are part of God's plan
There must be a reason
I feel this way about you
It's meant to be
And I hope you feel the same way too
I can no longer fight it
Even though I try to hide it
These feelings cannot be ignored
I know deep in my heart
That we should no longer be apart
Because this feeling
Is more than I can stand
I'm starting to believe
My heart is wild,
But my mind is not,
I don't like this rut,
But it's all I've got,
If I could
I would break free,
But all I can do
Is dream.
My heart demands passion,
My mind is beaten back,
And silence will bring salvation
Is the only acknowledged fact,
And all I can see
Is the fear all around me,
But all I can feel
Is the need to be free.
I wish, I dream
To express what is in my heart,
But although I want it so much,
It just isn't my part,
I don't like this rut,
But it's all I've got;
My heart is wild,
But my mind is not.
I sense the thunder in my soul
I can smell the rain in the air
The storm is coming,
Can't you feel it, my dear?
I can taste the salt on my tongue
the wind ruffles my hair
like a dance it prances forward
and I'm stepping to it's beat.
The horizon lies brooding,
while the sky overhead streaks in blue,
naked elements playing their games,
azure and green, purples and greys.
I lift my head to the sky,
and open my palms to the rain,
and twirl about in complete euphoria
as I am washed clean.
Let us dance in the rain
as the storm colors the sky.
I welcome the new with open arms.
I take your hand and together we go.
Running through the Halls by EatingMyOwnFears, literature
Literature
Running through the Halls
I jammed pencils in my ears but I could still hear the screams.
I cut out my tongue but I can still taste their pain.
I burned my flesh but I can't stop the shivers as I feel them move over and through me.
I'm not going to open my eyes.
Ever.
If I can't see them, then they're not there.
Just don't tell the voices in my head.
If melodious birds were encumbered by words,
Would their speech be as music through hollow reeds
and quick like dewdrops spilling down leaves?
Or would it be violent and shudder with death?
In the morning chorus are a thousand threats,
angry advances and adverts for sex
In the dark after Eden; who spends their breath
only singing?
The Butterfly and The Dragon by jazzyfresh2012, literature
Literature
The Butterfly and The Dragon
Said the dragon to the butterfly,
"What dreams do you now bring to life?
Can you with stature frail and slight
Dare to challenge my own might?"
Said the butterfly to the dragon,
"You, sir, speak of what has passed,
For with eyes turned, your throne of fury
Was deposed by my beauty."
My poem "Moko" got featured!!! http://news.deviantart.com/article/113681/
Okay so you have to sift through a lot of work to find mine (It's under dAWriter'sStrike) lol.