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Those Who Wander and Those Who RestMay he who wanders never rest,
And may he who rests never wander,
lest they find what they seek:
Wander not in the light,
but venture in the shade of day,
And rest not in peaceful serenity,
but among the decaying filth
the stains the soul hues of blood;
Only then will the answer be revealed,
And grant you what is sought;
among the dead and the dying,
among the haunting darkness-
So that the wanderer may cease his travels,
And the one who rests his fitful slumber:
And nevermore will they return to the light,
For an object not sought in darkness
Is an object of no good to good men,
both wandering and resting alike
The Human StarThe star fell from the sky
Into my very arms;
"Away with you," said I,
"Return to your siblings above."
I threw him up high,
With all of my might
But he came back down
"No," cried he,
"I want to be human!"
I scoffed and scolded,
"You're perfectly absurd!
You drift peacefully above,
happy as a clam;
Do you not know
Of the pain humans feel?
Who would want to be human?"
Like a child, he huffed and replied,
"I want more than to drift!
Do you not know?
The pain of humans,
their sorrow, disappointment-
Is part of their sweet triumph?
Need I any more reason,
Other than just to be human?"
Hereafter he left,
And I wondered if maybe
It was better to be human
Than to be a star
The World of My DreamsOut of the grass sprang gentle hands
that carried me over a field of clovers
And I drifted beneath the clouds,
gazing in the idle wonder
that creeps upon men like curling ivy
There was no bluer sky than that day,
and the trees-
there have never been more hearty trees
than the giant oaks towering above me
as the hands carried me further-
And when I awoke in this mysterious land,
I breathed in the scent of moist grass,
relieved to find that it was not just a dream,
and that the world in which I lived
was as beautiful as the world of my dreams
Burning DreamsI stood alone on that massive ship,
Surrounded by all my dreams-
As we drifted to the middle of the sea
I took out a tiny match
And let it drop onto the deck;
"If my dreams must burn," said I,
"So must I."
And the whole ship was set ablaze,
Flames shooting towards the sky-
I perished amongst my dreams,
Surrounded by what I could not achieve
The Boy in the CornerHe curls in the corner of the lit-up room,
watching from the shadows
The women, they laugh, with pearls 'round their necks,
And men in fine suits sip from delicate glasses
Golden chandeliers hang from the ceiling
as society's elite mingle seamlessly
And the boy-
his face is unwashed, his hair unkempt,
but he watches, and he learns
and he sees
So he makes a vow:
Never be like them, the ones within the light,
the ones walking past his corner without a glance,
the ones laughing their polite, gilded laughs,
the ignorant, the ones never knowing
what it was to reside within darkened corners
That vow is kept:
the rest of his days is spent in the darkness,
lonely, bitter, not knowing what it was
to live within the light-
but he is never like them,
and that is consolation in itself
Footprints on my HeartWhen I watched you walk away,
It was an overcast rainy day
Those footprints you left behind
Tread all over my heart, soul, and mind,
Leaving imprints nonesuch
Where I had let no one ever touch,
And I knew, from that day on,
That was the day my heart had gone
Red or AmethystCome to me in the dawn of the month,
When the moon is at the peak of ascent
I will present you with flowers so fine-
Two roses- one red, one amethyst,
But be wary of which one you choose,
For each is beauteous and terrible in power
The red rose brings back your lost love,
While the other bestows a healed heart
So now I shall ask for your choice:
Would you prefer red, or amethyst?
Journey of the StarsCan you see the millions of stars across the sky?
Where, upon the morrow, they will all fly,
To the darkest depths and the furthest planes,
Of this world and the next, strung along like trains
We reach out to grab them, to be strung along
But they do not wait and leave us, with solemn song
Do they, you wonder, go into the dark?
To shine their light in a brilliant ark?
To light this world anew, maintain its life,
Along with other worlds, soothing like a fife?
When darkness is upon us, when all seems dark and bleak,
They come ahead and guide us, to show us what we seek
I wish that I could join them, to be among their ranks,
But it is not my place, to give them but my thanks,
For to embark on their journey forevermore
Would be an insult to them trillion times a score
For only the most beautiful of souls are they
Who can ask, receive, and may
Light the souls of those they cherish
That their souls might not perish
ScarsThe mind forgets
But the heart remembers
The criss-crossing scars
Show like stars
The streaming tears
And haunting fears
Of the slain
The cries of those
Who never screamed
Praying for life
Without a sound
The pleas for help
The wishes that chance
The pain might dull
And the mind forget
But the heart
Will always remember
WordsWords float on a thin line
Some scurry through
My cloudy mind
Never to be caught only
Leaving their essence behind
Give me writings to where
People can sometimes find
What I mean
No matter what I do
I can never seem to convey
The emotion of my poem to
A person despite who they are
I even doubt you
Will get just what I mean
When I finish a poem I rue
Make the stupid poem
My own words
Are twisting and forming
Into a poem I didn't make
Sometimes I feel like crying
The frustration is so great
I keep writing
Otherwise I'll always
Be just scribbling
HateI hate you
because I love you
I hate you
because you were my friend
I hate you
because I trusted you
I hate you
because you left
I hate myself
For letting you go
Dear MeDear me,
Have you seen yourself lately?
Have you seen how much you changed over a single course of a summer?
You used to be happy...
You were so naive, so innocent to what the world had to offer.
But one step too far led to this destruction.
You write depressing poetry almost every day.
A year ago, you wouldn't even dream this would become your fate.
You hide underneath a crumbling mask, trying to shove emotions you didn't know existed until now back into your mind for none to see.
Everyone thinks you're happy.
Minus the few you actually let under the mask and pour out your emotion for them to see.
As time goes on, your broken heart is beginning to heal, but...
Time ticks by so slowly...
So please, tell me...
What happened to you?
P.S. Please get better soon...
Through the looking glassIs this all real?
What is this sensation we feel?
Are we just reliving the life we once lived?
Did we die already and just get revived?
Who once decided what's left and right?
Who sees everything in black or white?
Is this whole world just a dream?
Is this all part of some scheme?
The answers to the questions were not written in ink
It always changes no matter how much you think
Because you're neither right nor wrong
People have been searching for answers for so long
Laws and rules,
Are just some of our tools
Tools to make this world seem more vast
If they are not believed in then they are just the past
Do we have some weird ideal?
Are we nothing yet real?
An answer is that ''we are'' therefore we exist
But that doesn't always mean we can coexist
Searching for answers can lead us to depression
But when we find the answer, do we remember what is the question?
LearningI discover more about you,
you teach me what love is.
I unveil hidden knowledge
everytime you give me a kiss.
The most genuine wonder
when you caress me softly.
Could you help me to discern
dream from reality?
All the ways to love you,
so different from all I knew.
I want do discover everything...
loving you is just so new!
My heart fell out of heaven
Plummeting to the ground
At the speed of sound
And shattered in
A thousand pieces.
But... Are you there?
Are you the one
To pick up the pieces
And to hold me close
Whispering to me
That everything will be alright?
Or will it hurt?
Will the stitches out of my
Recently healed heart
As I stare into your hazel eyes
And see the echo of slate blue?
Will you catch me?
Or will I fall once more?
One Cannot Exist Without The OtherLove and Hate, Joy and Sadness
Pleasure and Pain, Life and Death
Yin and Yang, Balance and Chaos
We cannot enjoy the Fore, without the Latter.
We go to sleepI go to sleep to dream about you
I go to sleep to hide from the truth
I want to lock my pain out of my life
I lost myself between written lines
You go to sleep to forget about me
You go to sleep to hide from your fears
Inside of the cage you lost your own pulse
Inside of the dream you don't care about rules
We go to sleep to dream about us
We go to sleep to reach out for the stars
We go to sleep to never stop
We go to sleep just to wake up .
As The Darkness Devours Me WholeWhenever I hear those footsteps,
I pray to God-though he has
long since abandoned the likes of me-
As the devil draws nearer yet,
the bane of all mankind
Hear ye the sound of the angels weeping?
Mourning for all the souls lost?
The darkness encroaches upon human hearts-
and I fear for my vitality-
Against it, who can prevail?
And I pray...
Even as the darkness devour me whole
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