Meditation

'Once I touch this curtain it will fall
And I to the world given shall be found
In their lake my powers will have drowned
To the waters my strength will have crawled
Fond of me no one's to become
I will end alone, to my heart's pace
Though admittedly be there some
Inclined to recall my crimson face
But no reason will they demand
I will be seen as curious uttermost
Would they seek out my friend
Would he be seen as the cost
I was charged, and what a fee it was:
To neglect my own matters to the extent
Of letting myself fall without fearing the end
And as I'll be everything to no one, and so I said
A useless nothing I'll become, instead.'

Promise

Whatever the archaic tongue thou choosest to use
No word thou sayst will pass unperused
My love, I yearn for understanding on thy side
That I no longer care about my so-called pride --
In exchange, thou might want the liberty
To seek another friend, for whom thou can'st bleed
And in gaiety to uphold her will
Just as thou did in the past for me
Whatever tragic end shall reach thy ears
My strength thou hast forever been
Never think I leave thee for I mean
To ever guard upon thy precious head
And hold this in thy mind that I ere fed
My dreams with thy face and my days
For thee only my heart looketh ahead
For had thou not been in my sight
I wouldeth have never learnt to fight
Alas, my love, if thou hast been
The greatest of all my eyes hath seen
Why then willst thou turn thine face
And bring me forth now to my chaise --
Hast thou barely seen thy perfect hands
Elsewhere better than where my heart mends
Hast thou found thine other friend
Doth she needeth thee to her attend
Hath she mind enough to keep thee safe?
Willst thou be happy with thy choice?
If not, be unconcerned but on my part,
Whatever tragic end my ears shall start
Without thee I will not last long, thou know'st
With thee I shall easily defeat whatever foe;
And thus I can compare but never do impart
My love for thee, fastened around my heart.
My knight, never forget my promise to thee
That thou always hast been my remedy.

Seven

I could simply grasp the moon
If it weren't for her grief
I could steal her light and say
I didn't.

I could wipe her tears away
If her grief weren't so calm
I could give her shadows peace
But I won't.

Another day, maybe I will
Another night, maybe I did.
If it weren't for the moon,
Seven suns I would befriend.

Poem II

Am I a so-called artist,
The poet of the world
Do I have a right in life
To own the words untold
Hold stories in my fist?

Grab the pen and revive the strings
Am I what they all adore?
Is this what easily love brings
Who am I, have I a core?

I am who no one else dares be
Still I'm not the first to flee
Far from the horrid strife
Which I can't but call my life.

Feeble Creature

Feeble creature, 'tis well-known --
You are prone to being slow
Why should you disarm yourself
Then,
Should you leave it be unchanged
Your song will sound so deranged
Never will their ears delight
In so wrong a feeble right.

Refusal

Obliged they both replied and welcomed the acquaintance.
'You shall have my heart in whole,'
thought he upon the second they met;
But she, a tyrant in a gown, answered in frown
Unknowingly, 'a forced smile is all you shall get.'

You'll Never Know

You'll never know how
the eyes you just watched have been looking for yours
how the page you lean upon I have read long before
the skies you look at are mine every night
even the stars that adorn them have my name

You'll never know when
I'll come to your door but leave it untouched
my strength will have been wasted on something else
be it a miracle, I'll speak to you
but no word shall leave my mouth...
just as the snow will have melted
my heart will be so tormented
Furious smiles will stand for a reply
And you'll never know if I cry
In my sleep, if I sing myself at night
The tale of an unkissed height
The story of what is yet to happen
the story you'll never know

The Invitation

What fortune you've been bestowed
When you asked me and with a nod I replied;
You may think I have little but smiles
Assuredly you can't see that my charm beguiles

But can you see how terrified I am with you?
Once only is enough, then we say our adieu
And not once more are we to dance,
For there are others longing for your chance.

You may write in vexation to me
And you may call on us whenever it be.
The key to my heart is no longer a key
One's face is little but smiles, you see.

Same...

As quiet as I try to be, I'll never hear you breathe.
Your heart will never be with me,
So I shall never hear it pound.
Beyond my misfortune, I find peace,
For I've loved and feared the most
Living for a ghost.

So tragic an ending to the play, but to me,
It is the same, I know it,
And to you, it has always been nothing
For you are not what I thought you would be,
What you ought to have been you never were...
Emotionless I now defy.



Good-bye.

Obscure

What am I to do now with you gone?
...You taught me to keep in mind this,
That night is a cold dawn...
But a starless night?
Does it apply to it?
Will there be a return, am I to be left in fright?
Are you that ironic in your flight,
Have you reason to suppose me blind?
Am I bad enough to determine your
Insensibility,
Your shameless run,
Do you want me to question myself
About what I have done,
What made you go?
I pretend not to care,
I firmly deny my part in this,
But for your welfare
Should I approve?
Surely we will grow
With every second, apart
And if you never cease,
I should already give up,
Say you've been misunderstood,
What could be removed?
You taught me a bit too much
To wait for another to catch
What you deliberately let fall.
Maybe you weren't here at all.

In my dreams, I may have begun
Writing a poem for anyone
Disposed to notice, I failed
...And how could you not impale
My dreams with your thoughtful smile
And with your own creation so vile
I was not tender enough to be sore and...

...I was not less so I could be more.

Veiled

I would be so grateful not to have anything to regret,
But those days dwell still so appeasingly that I can't forget
What I've done in my darkest times, but do forgive me!
Only then have I hope to break free.

Stood in terror, in gloom, in silence, in thought
Oh, how badly I wish I had not!
Violently my soul's waves have broken my peace
And now I cannot bear anymore of this.

But I raise my head
And I turn my eyes away
And step forth with dread
And I am desperate,
I hope it is not late
I need your faith.

Fade

The candle barely holds the flame
The walls are a mirror untamed
I am a portrait, lost in smoke
Afar the wind I evoke,
Though it's hard to dream,
I hide behind moon's beam,
I see no door, but still
I'm drawn to the window's sill.
Where are you, my hope?
Unless I have you, I can't cope
With anything inside, I am weak!
I lose myself in my seek.
The air is gone, my lungs sleep
The space is more than steep,
I cannot breathe, I am in need
Of waves of light, can no one see?
The night calls me, but I will not be
Drawn and drained till I'm no more
What I used to be before.

Fallen

It seems my limbs are used to the ground.
They chopped me down and now I bleed.
For their doing tears I shed
My remains the earth will feed.
My falling brought them peace. I find it odd.
They should have cut only a leaf,
And as I moan, my branches freeze
The snow is cold, now my deathbed.
I have eyes only to see
How they mock a fallen tree.