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A poem is never finished, only abandoned.
Friday, 3 February 2006
truth
From the purest beginning
To the unknown end,
From an open heart
To the one I defend

Time will keep going,
Lives will keep changing.
Hearts will be hurt
And need rearranging.

What we go through--
More yet to learn.
What seems so for certain
May yet take a turn.

Do we live for today,
Or hope for tomorrow?
Feel all the pain,
Or avoid all the sorrow?

Do all you can,
You'll know what's too much.
Dance with reality
Without losing touch.

Everyday can't be flawless,
Each day has it's pain;
So we go on pushing
For each new gain
And live on the edge
Of what's labeled insane.

Posted by art3/manon at 7:43 AM EST
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Tuesday, 22 November 2005

star light, star bright
first star i see tonight
please grant me my heart's deepest desires
its cold here in the dusk
the wind tripping along
my tantalized senses
falling among the trenches
of the same old sickly skin

as my skin raises
and my body convulses
by the chills of the night
i slip away and dance
among the stars
which drive themselves
into my naive soul
listen to the night
the immortal whispers
which tread through my mind
dangling me above the parched ground
suspended between two worlds
the plane of my face brilliant with light
incandesent with longing to be alone
alone in the solitude of my mind

Posted by art3/manon at 5:42 PM EST
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Thursday, 17 November 2005

To those I speak, who do not listen,
words of wisdom, wasted in time..
in this disturbed present, no one has risen,
every sin of others, was made to be my crime..

Staring into an empty space,
trying to touch what cant be seen..
Smile barred on my nameless race,
what have they done, what words do they mean..

Love is a word, I dare speak not,
Hate has become the cradle of faith,
banished me and killed my thought,
on my life they placed the wraith of hate..

Where do I go, my own has turned,
my prayers they have taken and gone,
left me in the sun, thirsty and burnt,
used me in the battle, died as a pawn.

Forever I listened, hated to hate,
yet love was never what I was taught,
every tear I cried, I slept with my fate,
battles with angels, I had fought

To those I speak, who do not listen,
words of wisdom, wasted in time..
in this disturbed present, no one shall rise,
every sin of others, will become my crime..


Posted by art3/manon at 4:41 PM EST
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Wednesday, 9 November 2005

In a world, I lost faith in
I still search for a glimmer of hope.
Loud whispers do my mind,
our lives hangs on this hope...

In a world, I dont believe in,
we still pray, worship them, heroes,
silent followers, pained, but mum,
we sing with smiles, our own woes..

In a world, I cant see a thing,
we fight, those who are not enemies,
friends turn foes, own is no more known,
we think we earned; we lost it, peace..

In a world, I want to live in,
I cant hear my own voice, yet silence is not known,
screams of thousands who walk past,
dirty games played, our own are not our own...

In a world, I lost faith in
I still search for a glimmer of hope.
Loud whispers do my mind,
our lives hangs on this hope...

Posted by art3/manon at 6:39 AM EST
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Tuesday, 8 November 2005
If i could change time
Forever, I shall run from myself,
banished for sins that are not mine,
there will be a day, when time will change me
but today, I wish if I could change time...

Days spent in anonimity,
memories echoing in emptiness,
I still feel the caress of being loved,
yet I sing to my lonliness..

All I sang, went to deaf ears,
blind spectators, watched my show..
there I stood wanting to be heard,
they all left, I just couldnt go..

Cry I did, a million times,
only to see my tears dry..
burden of being in love..
that wont go, even if I die..

Forever, I shall run from myself,
banished for sins that are not mine,
there will be a day, when time will change me
but today, I wish if I could change time...

Posted by art3/manon at 2:44 PM EST
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Friday, 4 November 2005
the Sun cant go down.
Rays of the sun, shines on my life,
the wind is strong, tells me to strive,
shout I might, hear I may not my own sound,
but today.. I wont let the sun go down..

blood that rushes, through my veins,
sweat that trickles, a heart that pains,
those I lost, years that will not be found,
but today.. I wont let the sun go down..

Death talks to me, in unspoken words,
the song of time, they can't be heard..
I search new beginings, but still run on the same ground,
but today.. the sun might go down...

desires I have left, feelings that I want,
every thought that failed, I felt I cant..
the roads went up, I ran down,
but today.. I wont let the sun go down..

Hands that held, alms they gave,
I was down on my knees, taken I was, bound as a slave
shout I might, hear I may not my own sound..
not today.. today the sun cant go down.

Posted by art3/manon at 10:29 AM EST
Updated: Friday, 4 November 2005 10:29 AM EST
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Thursday, 3 November 2005

Red

Roses blooming,
everywhere life flows
spreading a red light
over the earth.

Anger mounts,
cold scarlet rage
spreading a red light
over the earth.

Alarms ring,
the blush of panic on faces
spreading a red light
over the earth.

Crimson carnage,
bleeding on an open field
spreading a red light
over the earth.

Sunset, sunrise,
rosy in its deathly splendor
spreading a red light
over the earth.

Posted by art3/manon at 3:02 PM EST
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Monday, 17 October 2005
Touch me, without your hands
Mood:  hug me
Feeling the need to feel,
through my mind, body and soul,
feel the essence from my love,
feel my heart,
feel my soul,
feel me without being able to hold.

Touch me with your eyes,
touch me with your spirit,
touch me without being able to feel,
feel the vibrations through my body to your's,
walk with me through the beach sands,
connect with me spiritually
and touch me without your hands.

Posted by art3/manon at 8:05 AM EDT
Updated: Monday, 17 October 2005 8:06 AM EDT
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Thursday, 13 October 2005

Mood:  special
Arise

In the morning's
Naked light
The eagles fly
Their solo flight.
Defiant to the world below,
They soar and rise,
Ripping the sky
As the wind cries.
Caught in the rush,
My heart pounds,
Until my eyes
Fall back to the ground.
I wander on...
Like so many things,
I'm just another one
Without wings.

Posted by art3/manon at 12:01 AM EDT
Updated: Tuesday, 18 October 2005 3:53 PM EDT
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Sunday, 2 October 2005
Dream
Mood:  don't ask
Silent whisper in the morning
keeps me away from dreaming
takes me to reality
and breaks the hope of sanity

whispers cruelty
we forse in unity
no manner of happyness
makes it bliss

we are forced to see the world
as no one thought would come

the dream of purity has crushed
we are doomed
we are done

Posted by art3/manon at 12:01 AM EDT
Updated: Sunday, 16 October 2005 2:08 PM EDT
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