Mockingjay

Tuesday, February 7, 2012

Why should I?

Word for word,
Lie after lie,
Just admit that,
You love to see me die.

You say i am nothing but trouble,
You say i'm but a disturbance,
Careful for what you wish for,
Cause one day, i really might go.

Away from you,
Away from the cage,
Looking back i would say,
'Ah,yes those were the days'

If you treat me like so,
Why should i even spare you a word?
You're definately aren't worth my time,
I'd rather talk to a bird.

At least he has freedom,
So unlike me,
Because unfortunately,
I'm trapped by your stupidity.

No proper answer,
Just a shrewd 'GO AWAY'
Don't act so haughty,
Cause one day, i'll make you pay.

I'll do the same to you,
Then you'll see,
How cruel you truly were,
Of how you treated me.

If you can't talk to me nicely,
Don't expect me to do the same,
I'm just following an example,
You have no one but youself to blame.

Monday, February 6, 2012

My Dear Alice

Trapped in the past,
Amongst all the pain and the tears,
How do you cope?
When you live with your fears?

Wonderland is destroyed,
Along with your memories,
Shattered pieces of ruin,
Still show old enemies.

Your mind is in ruins,
Bitter tears run deep,
Down in your twisted soul,
Does this foul curse creep.

Deeper and deeper,
Right to the core,
Reality fades from sight,
Gone is the weight you bore.

Given up

The soft echo of tears,
Hang in the air,
And keep ringing in my ears,
The aura of despair.

The magnetic hopelessness,
That clings to me,
I try to fight back,
Oh so desperately.

Till it brings you oblivion,
This life shall you endure,
The eternal sleep that awaits,
Is nothing but a lure.

To mislead and misguide,
All those who live,
Tossed into the pits of hell,
Toxic fumes is what you shall breathe.

Depression

The rain falls in sadness and sorrow,
It rains in the town as it rains in my heart,
The wind howls, thunder roars,
The streets are empty, the rain will never stop.

The cold engulfs you,
The shadows gather round,
Your senses start to numb,
As in blood you shall drown.

Your breath starts to quicken,
Cold sweat drips down,
The body begins to tremble,
As your sins rebound.

Your life flashes before you,
All that you've done,
Now that its all over,
Theres nowhere to run.

Your sentence is cruel,
As you have once been,
In this game of life,
One can never win.

Sunday, February 5, 2012

Regrets and Confusion

Why is it that we cry for the people we love most...
That we can't acknowledge the fact that they're gone forever...

The thoughts that we delved into...
The memories that they engraved within us...
They seem to resurface,
And resurrect the pain of the moment gone by.

We seem to only see the best in them when its too late,
When they're permanently...and inevitably...erased...

Which is my dream in which I created?
And which is my life in which i'm supposed to live?

The lines are blurred,
Reality is shifting into the unbelievable...

You

The rage I feel,
The sorrow i endured,
Did not exist,
Until you appeared.

A hundred betrayals,
A thousand fake faces,
Millions of lies,
All the same cases.

That innocent face,
Hid all your dark secrets,
Little did you know,
They seeped out in sequence.

Shadow after shadow,
Tear after tear,
After I thought about it,
I had nothing to fear.

You are nothing to me,
Just a pain in the ass,
I was stupid to trust you,
But thats all in the past.

So now you're alone,
And I don't wonder why,
Your posse had left you,
They saw your lies.

In my mind, today,
You do not exist,
Not there to depress me,
Or to assist.

Persephone

The winds carry forth,
The flowers, her own,
A Goddess so wanted,
The beloved Persephone.

Her beauty so radiant, Hades dost see,
Rushing forth with his chariot, grabbing her so accurately,
She ran for her life, in terror she screamed,
Little did she know, she was to be his queen.

But lo and behold, she was brought to hell,
In his domain, was where she would dwell,
To the God of the Underworld, would she become bride,
Meanwhile, in the world above, her garden had died.

Her mother whom found her missing, cried in grief,
She made the trees shed, and left them not a leaf,
She created winter, in her misery,
Until Zeus managed to release her from her matrimony.

Only for half a year,
Was she allowed to roam in her garden,
The rest of it she would spend in the underworld,
Her own Armageddon.

Nostalgia

The morning mist,
The violet sky,
On yonder hill,
Does all hope lie.

Across the water,
Through the wood,
Was where the castle,
Once proudly stood.

Ashes to ashes,
Rubble to rubble,
Breaking down doors,
Won't be much trouble.

Rust on the hinges,
Cobwebs all around,
Dust that itches,
Fills a deserted town.

Echoes of laughter,
From children long gone,
A town full of sorrow,
I wonder what went wrong?

The wind carries the sound of crying,
The water,memories of their childhood,
The blood-soaked earth, cries of the dying,
Dead bodies slump against the bark of the wood.

Till Death Do We Part

The roses cry,
The crickets sing,
People lie,
Spirits take wing.

The sunset is red,
The dead's tear is blue,
When I'm gone forever,
Who's going to look after you?

Babies grow up,
Corpses go down,
People get hurt,
Life goes round.

Well, you are here,
And I am not,
Do you still come here?
To my grave thats left to rot?

The moments of life,
That I've already lived,
Were not as bright,
As yours will soon become.

So live life to love,
To calm down the storm,
To see what's truly important,
And find out why you were born.

Do not live in fear,
Do not live in dread,
For I will always be with you here,
In my heart that's already dead.

I see them shoot up,
I see them fly by,
I see them go back,
But only clouds come to cry.

For that's the way,
We were laid to rest,
Eyes closed,
Hands on our chests.

Flowers galore,
On our big day,
Loads of crowds,
But nobody came to stay.

I watched them leave,
One by one,
None of them ever came back,
After the day was done.

The roses cried,
The crickets sang,
The girl that died,
Could never feel her heartbreak again...


Intro



Hey everyone, the first post is up!!! *applaud* Well, its just a place to inspire and be inspired. A place to get out anything that's clogging up my system, and a place to call my own and relax. These are my wings, and poetry is the wind beneath them.

When you look into a mirror, do you see what you want to see? or do you see whats in front of you? Or is just an imagination and diamond dust with all its former glory, clouds your eyes and judgement. What i adore is this floating world, where nothing is as it seems, and everything is as you make it. I have to admit, I'm not tech savvy, but the basics will have to do. I tried to make this page homely as much as possible.

To those of you whom are STILL reading, may i warn you that this might contain emo statings and the ones whom are, say, not so comfortable with that kind of thing, can kindly exit to the top right and not leave any less than kind comments at the bottom. Thank you for stopping by.