A collection of my favorite poems. Haven't written any new ones in a while, but the inspiration strikes me at random moments. Most of my poems are open, with no defined structure or rhyme scheme.
Forgotten Prophecies:
Flowering blossoms
like ice in the north
A paraplegic butterfly
with beauty and sorrow untold
Carried by the winds
who sting like fiery kisses
The day to day torment
like a dying laughter
This parishing wonder
missed only by her fading soul
Ethereal War:
Hark, the Stars are falling!
A Titan rises in the East
Heavenly beams reach out to touch
What Angels envy and Mortals covet
But the Lunar deity?s enigmatic smile
Edges around the Daystar?s grip
Denying Him the nocturnal secrets
He hungers to steal from Her
The Firmament twinkles warm colors
Welcoming Dawn?s auric embrace
And saves the crystalline Goddess
From the Phoebus? decrepit light
She is safe for one more day
Until Twilight?s lethargy engulfs the sky
Sacrificing the Queen of the Heavens
To the Solar God?s defacement
My Stupid Lil Poem:
There is a calling from deep within my soul
A yearning to feeling whole again
To make this awful pain go away
My mind screams at me to make it stop
This plaguing pain lingers in the depths of body
I struggle as I take two soft spongy pillows
And place them together with dense, beige filling
A peanut butter sandwich to cure my hunger
My Machine:
He is mine and no other?s
His crystalline, poetic eyes shine
Like shimmering pools of smoky grey
And I can see the soul within
More profound than
The most cultured and educated philosopher
I hold out a hand and beckon him to me
The lovely machine that is his body turned
He comes to me and is still, waiting
I touch him and know he is mine
Running my inquisitive fingers along his unblemished body
His figure is sculpted like a Roman god
But there is a hint of electricity to him that is intoxicating
Oh, how I love this exotic and uncanny entity
Caressing his sensuous lips with my own, I mark him
Raking my nails down his shoulders
Leaving incarnadine trails of yearning and control
My lovely does not flinch, does not complain
His submissiveness makes me love and hate him more
This beautiful creature of unconditional obedience
?Do you love me?? I whisper in his ear
?I worship you.? He answers.
He is mine but his devotion is nothing more than idolatry
He gives me his paradisiacal physical manifestation, nothing more
I can never possess the unfathomable soul lurking just beyond my reach
He thinks me his goddess, but he is my god and I secretly worship him
Because he is so untouchable even in the circle of my arms
Because I truly love him and how he has enslaved my soul
The bittersweet irony that I should worship this machine of mine
And that he should worship me, not knowing that with every touch
He takes another piece of me, is the cruelest torture I have ever suffered
Dementia, The Sound of Wind:
A resonant thunder
Blue lightning flash
A quiet but raw
Scream
Falls
Unheard
From my lips
I can feel it
Wandering
In the corners
In the shadows
Of my mind
Neurosis
Scratching
Clawing
Biting
Gnawing
I can hear it
A resounding pain
Throbbing
Pulsating
Against the confines
Of my psyche
But to no avail
Can I stop it
It burns me
Sears and singes
Neurasthenia
Hysteria
Derangement
Insanity
It does not end
I fall
Deeper
Into oblivion
No escape
Nothing
But my sanity
And solidarity
:falling:
:splat:
And on my epitaph they will write ?Maggot Bait??
Celestial Goddess
In the beginning
A single tear fell
From the cheek of a Goddess
Alone in a vast and empty void
Drifting in her own little niche
The untainted abyss filled her life
Every breath brought
Another perpetual moment
Prolonging her suffering
Sadness laced in her eyes
But from her silver tear drop
Sprang the glory that is the universe
From darkness came light
The suns frolicked about her feet
The stars tangled in her hair
A translucent oasis
Of blackened drapes
Filtered insubstantial
Seas of velvet
And rained luminous comets
Like artificial tears of light
And moons revealed mysterious depths
Of her longing desire
Companionship
She sang with the joy
From the miracle that is the cosmos
The celestial bodies brought her bliss
Her aura glowed with ecstasy
A shimmering smile
Danced upon her lips
But it remained
She still longed for a companion
To share her happiness and sorrow
Her secrets and her passions
Desolate cries unheard
She screamed
A scream that shattered the skies
And through the skies
Came a sound
Of rejoice and anguish
Uncovering the nadir
Of the zenith
Of the transcendental, macrocosmic fissure
And with it came an explosion
That sent the stars and the suns scattering
Throughout space
And all that was left
A God
A companion
And together the Goddess and the God
Reigned over all
The eternal chasm of the universe
Unfathomable, incomprehensible
Only surpassed by the intangible love
The Goddess and the God shared