finally got several of my poems in one place..whew!

my once exquisite rose

a single rose

once crimson and vibrant with life

but the winds of fate have changed their direction

thus my beautiful flower began to wither away

i tried to water and revive her back to life, but her thorns were too piercing

i dyed her black, alas only this would do her justice

as the now death hued petals fall from her

i'll shed a single tear for what was once my exquisite rose...





my fire

she was flamming

beauty contained in a box

as i removed her lid

i found what i was unaware was lacking within myself

a regular renaissance woman

posessing power that, even in her innocent self assurance she was clueless of

holding the world in the palm of her hand, also having the option to smash it to bits if it was so her wish

the heart of an angel, the mind of lucifer

the absolute perfect mixture.

Mother to all who hold her heart

my golden calf with a worn and weathered but resilient spirit

when her fire rages out of control, i'm the water there to calm the flames

you've created your own monster my dear friend

Ignited the long over due fire to my mind..



All of Me

Holding my heart in an oh so gentle grasp

This has become your service to me

Undo the chain lock, open the door wide...

Let me pass through the threshold, so I can see where your passions lie.

Let me in so I can look through your hypnotic eyes and understand your motivation.

I understand but a shred of your agenda

But my love for the whole of you consumes all of me.

I'm only yours my dear..

I'll be ever true and cavalier

Little do you know I'll soar past your expectations.

You might have held me all wrong in the past...

Now you just hold all of me



All Hail the Queen

Your expression screams that the joke is on me.

I've had enough of whoever it is that you've become.

A walking contradiction..

Strolling through your life in an ever intoxicated daze..

Have you no shame?

Looking earnestly into my eyes and lying to me

I'll fall to the floor and gawk in amazement

I suppose it's the least I can do..

bow down to the queen





Euphoria

Giddy like a school girl, but jaded as a stoic..

Depressed..

But on the other hand I am truly elated.

It seems no matter what spectrum of emotions I entertain..

that theres always a flipside and mirror image of that feeling..

this is the burden that I currently bear..

I carry the weight of the world on my shoulders and this has been a conscious decision..

Dealing with the complexities of my own mind can be grusome enough just within itself..

I love you, I swear I do..

But do I always have to play your saviour?!?!

As you hang me on my own personal cross and mock what my entire life is dedicated to????

Don't you know that I've loved you in all my time..

But you continue to disappoint me..

(On a side note, its a shame that this fucked up poem doesn't rhyme..)

I hang my head in disbelief..wondering why I even attempted to make you all in my own image in the first place.

Why did I bother? Why do I still care? Why do I hurt for you people?

I guess I just thought I could save you..I still would if I could..I promise.

But yet, a promise is just a sugar coated lie.

No matter how much I love you, no matter how hard I try..

None of you are the people I once loved..

So, I really can't be your saviour if I don't know who you are.

So maybe it's just myself I'm here to save..

It'll definately be a first..

It should be easy enough..

I'll start that oddessey today...





Bent but not Broken

She was strong like a fortress

Fragile as glass but would not break

The evil ones hurled her into oblivion, in the hopes that she would never recover

The shove into the abyss bent her beyond recognition

But they didn't know the power she pocessed

In her typical metamorphic fashion, she came out of the nothingness ever more radiant

She shined brightly, with sunshine in her smile.

Their plot had failed them.

Only those who threw the dagger in her heart would never again be the same.

You see, what they didn't know...

Although she may be bent

She'll never be broken.



Black Hearts Falling

Black hearts falling

pure souls calling

innocence crying..

Angels weep as the hardened hearts fall.

They feel their pain and see their cynicism.

But from afar a bright light made itself known..

Rescueing the pure and innocent

swooping down and grabbing them up in just the right moment.

EXSTACTIC!

They had been saved.

Now the pure of heart will rise above once again..



Happily Diseased

I won't let you take that journey home alone.

Neither of us would be whole..

A puzzle with missing pieces.

I'll walk beside you my friend, keep you strong.

We'll have genius, mindless talks for hours on end..

4 am hand holding sessions..

visions and realizations.

Each others aura will be our fix..

energy junkies, pure and simple.

Only wondering how high we'll get next time.

I could say i'm not an addict but that's a lie..

An addiction's a disease..

it can devour you from the inside out.

Decay so fulfilling..

I'll happily be diseased.

 

Oh, how beautiful.
This was my favorite.
I'm happy to see your work
gathered into a collection.

 

thank you very much! i will post more soon
.peace.love.thought.
-cara-

 

hey cara,
i finally found you here on the poetry section.
hippiewise