was sitting in the Sous chef's office earlier tonight and wrote this, was depressed. here's what I wrote on a post it note.
Dying for yesterday
Crying at the mistakes I made
Wanting another chance
To get to the big dance
Thinking of times gone past
God, I wish, not so fast

Well, here's some poems I've written here and then and whenever I experience something that kicks my writing mind into gear.
Feel free to comment on them, they don't have titles or anything.
My love is like a secret admirer,
Whose shadow lay outlined by a starlit aura,
Conducing me with the attributes of an inspirer,
Beauty outmatching the fragrance of Flora*.

Glowing gaze as warm as sunrise,
Abysmal figure condoning lust,
Unfathomable tales in amber eyes,
Passion uncovered in gestures of trust.

Teardrops falling like azure petals,
For heartbroken efforts of endless embrace,
Reflections of pastimes, shining like metals,
Remembrance of lost love, travelled in lace.

*Greek Goddess of Flowers


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In the midnight heaven's burning,
I stand amongst you gently yearning,
Reaching out for one loving embrace,
Only to be passed by your alluring grace.

Love me, do you, I see no remorse,
Asking for me sits Him on His horse,
Blackest of gauntlets holding his grip,
I gasp out for you, don't let me slip...

Slipping into the darkest abysmal sky,
Without love there's no room to fly,
I fall without times advances taking tolls on me,
Without you, it seems like eternity...

Captivated in a spell of wondering lust,
I look for the gift that will give me your trust,
You gaze into me with your starlit eyes,
As I lay down on rose pedals, you watch me die.


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Through the ghoul-guarded gates of slumber,
Past the sanctuary of holy embrace,
I take in my breath of ceaseless number,
Only to have it laid to waste.

Fictional days of childhood memory,
Abounding nights of restless wake,
Falling into a nightmare of a withered century,
Where Death awaits for one single mistake.

High atop His throne of conflagrant flames,
Reigns the judge of life and death,
Controlling the realms of undead claims,
Reaching out his grasp to Seth.

Unwinding pathway to the heavens,
Littered with souls of a lost sermon,
Whispering a name unlawful to neven,
Seeking a kingdom cleansed of these vermin.

Drifting drastically throughout the abyss,
Angelic voices bringing hope to wandering spirits,
Convential palisades sheltering bliss,
Passing through redemption, redeeming your merit.


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This last one I wrote when my brother died.


We lived together, in juxtapose,
Gazing upon one as the other one grows,
Now I cling to what's left in mourning embrace,
Garnishing your sepulchre in abysmal black lace.

I stand empty as I bear witness to your eulogy,
Words can never describe what you meant to me.
Inside my hearts turned into a cold hue of jade,
For what reason have I been given that you had to fade...

And what of the family which is left behind,
Upon what table are they to dine?
Relinquishing you to Him on His throne,
We lay down our hearts for these reasons unknown.

Stinging tears that puncture the soul,
Your leaving has left countless feel null.
What do people name these pains I feel deep inside,
Everyday we spent together I look at with pride...

...straight to the heavens I pray you do glide.


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Pantry Poem #2 "Standing Here Doing Dishes"

Standing Here Doing Dishes
thinking of my top wishes
One is her
Two is that
I really wish I could wear a hat
Fix my car
Clean my room
I don't want to sweep
but I'm getting the broom
Chef yells
I jump
or our heads
we will bump
where's that raise
I get no praise
maybe they'll grow out of that phase?
Work is hard
but life is swell
most wish they could eat so well
But still I think
of dreams and wishes
Standing Here, Doing Dishes
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Pipboy2000, Supreme Allied Commander UVCDF

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I have not exactly frequented this part of the village, but I thought I'd post this I found on my computer.. wrote it a while back.
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After a rest too short
Leaving for a week too long
I lie on my bed
With nothing but my sorrow for company

Not a life I’ve chosen
They cast this misery upon me.
I share it with a hundred others.
Yet I am all alone.

They took away all I love
Gave me little in return
They’re taking away my summer
And offering only a dark winter

All I have to hang on to
Is a faint hope of better days
But that hope grows weaker by the minute
My drowned cry for help goes unheard

There is one that can ease me
But we are miles apart
A gentle touch or smile can heal
What a lifetime of misery caused.

Grant this wish
Compensation for my pain
Cut the distance between us
Cut the cord that ties my misfortune to me.

The darker side of romantic love songs

Completely fictional, so don't call the cops just yet:

How I really feel

I have a dream, hope it comes through
It's about just me and you
If I had the power you would find
it could give me peace of mind.

When I'm walking down an empty street
you're the one I'd like to meet.
When you look into my eyes
A feeling inside - I must hide

I hope to get you all alone
Far away from telephones.
Tell you how I feel
Move in for the kill

I'd look deep into your eyes
Show you where my problem lies.
Wouldn't it be such a thrill
God I wish my eyes could kill

Away.

Wind blows,
Cherry fall,
Blossom,

Tear drops,
Heart drenches,
Broken,

Sword sings,
Knife dances,
Clash;

My heart aches with the dripping sound of your foot steps,

Walking, slowly, away.

torture

Fringed, frayed, fried,
memories of you,
crumbles in the wind,

Battered, bruised, banished,
my darkened soul,
bathes in the blood,

I trembled, swayed, to that sweet nectar of your scent.

That rolling hill of black forest, tingles at my caress.

Oh my dear Caroline, won't you stop this sweet torture,

gnawing away at the deep crevice of my heart,

as I slip away.