Friday, March 17, 2006

   Poetry and Tears
Today, jsut now, I honestly, loudly, painfully, cried. I wrote these:
I had no clue
what to expect
but through you
I learned of respect

yet here you lie
weakness open wide
You always made me try
to keep thoughts inside

but you burst at the seams
with mind and body aflame
at yourself whom your lover deems
true beauty, without shame

You opened me dear
my mind and heart wide
with you theres no fear
in your i can confide

now i am your heal
at aid you instead
let you know and make you feel
that neither heart is dead
(dedicated to Alex)
I dunno if i posted this one After her I only fit
the company of myself
but then another angel hit
and knocked me off my shelf

Then caught me in their wings
to hold me tight and dear
helped me abandon all the things
I used to hate and fear

Now we guard eachother
wrapped in eachothers wings
held by sister/mother
soothes us as she sings

The three of us fly
slowly through the storm
longing for the sky
to be calm,safe, and warm

Soon our wings will dry
and we will be free to roam
across the azure sky
mountains sea and loam

So we warm our feathers
and begin to make the leap
ahead is more rough weather
hills and mountians steep

So clasp our hands tight
bound as three not four
soon we'll hold our own
when four is nevermore
(Maya,Kay,and Alex)
Tears of Ice
Melt on my veins
blood wont suffice
to take my pains

Im left in my corner
clutching what i once ignored
what signs tried to warn her
the love i once adored

Left with a last word
in corporeal form
my love was to be heard
i was to ride out the storm.

So I clutch onto his arm
cling to his neck tight
both felt the harm
done to our dearest light

Now light is gone
to join collective shine
you continue to ask what is wrong?
oh no, im just fine(all those idiots who treat me like shit then ask whats wrong when they see that i do have emotions)
Here lies a choosing
to end your so called life
if you go you're losing
and causing others strife

Take your last breath
make your last mark
chose me or chose your death
alone and in the dark

Or choose to live alone
or with someone best
I dont think youve ever grown
when love is put to the test

You've learned nothing from me
and i have nothing of yours
yet tears you cant see
leaking from eyes and pores

Yet you still make the call
it lies with you to make
to choose me as your wall
I am yours to take (Numerous Suicidal Friends)

Leave me for a razor blade
addicted to the knife
such pain i thought the gods forbade
but instead i get such strife

You cut through my skin
with each hairline slice
in the end the blade will win
to hold your blood's entice

So pull along your razor
slice away your veins
life you have yet to savor
and grab it by the reins

Just hold onto your love
the blessings that remain
in darkness lives a dove
lightning in the rain

Patience is a virtue
through which strength is often found
think your decision through
keep feet on solid ground

Put down your knife
abandon the blade
for those who love your life
and through which your love was made
(suicidal friends, close ones)
(also dont knwo if i posted)
Wrapped within a spell so deep
i led a sheltered life
then i cross a path so steep,
that led to constant strife

Many souls would cross my way,
but one would stop to wonder,
she became my night and day,
my moon my sun my thunder

the reaper and i fought to kiss,
those lips so pure and sweet
to take her breath or have the bliss
of falling at her feet

but as i fell for her
the reaper took his chance
gone within a teary blur
awakened from the trance

Now i try to soothe
myself and those who tear
a point is left to proove
that alone i have no fear

but she left me in the arms
of a soul so kind
one that wont do harm,
a love so rare to find

Kept secret not forbidden,
for sake of slef preserve
sexuality kept hidden
the secret in reserve

But should such budding love
be shaded from all eyes
wings of secret hold my dove
support my angel while he cries

With her it just remained
hidden to the end
it shouldnt have been contained
such a sweet godsend

content in the angels arms
I ride through the storm
awakened to the natural charms
of the body that keeps me warm.
(Dedicated to Alex and Maya)
Well, after that explosion of poetry, i think im ok.
Maybe more later,
Ikazuchi Seijin Ibara
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