Standing at the steel doors glaring down at the warm blooded body of my father. Slowly I’m watching his breath decrease.
“Father?!” I said.
Apathetically I ponder as I watched closely at my father’s face. All I can view was this warm hearted man with a cold body lying. It was his time to go.
Friday, March 20, 2009
Monday, March 16, 2009
V2. Time has come
Standing at the steel doors viewing down at the warm blooded body of my father. Slowly I’m watching his breath decrease.
“Father?!” I said.
Apathetically I ponder as I watched closely at my father’s face. All I can view was this
warm hearted man with a cold body lying. It was his time to go.
“Father?!” I said.
Apathetically I ponder as I watched closely at my father’s face. All I can view was this
warm hearted man with a cold body lying. It was his time to go.
Sunday, March 8, 2009
Through glistening shadows of my struggle path
Never has there been…
anyone
blindly enough to see
Fearlessly engaging to the path full of lust
Your chain of sterling silver started to rust away in my solitude
Cooling dark breezes shouts firmly through me tonight
reminiscing that you’re the guided fate
to which, can sober away this clear water
But than you turn out to be my
biggest fear
Laughing away at miserable times
Treating our decisions like a piece of
emptiness
Reconsidering the flaws I’ve done
Deciding to take on the knowledge and so…
I drifted away
Downfalls creeps slowly at my conscious
sinking shallowly into our open sea
You can’t underestimate,
but progression yield’s to time
Knotted with the toughest words and emotions
Understanding the toughest Greek warrior still
Can’t maintain…
Breaking down strenuously can lead to suicide
Standing alone with no one in sight to view
Singing in tunes of death with this knife
Tonight I’ll leave a puddle of lavish red water
The black world is calling out towards me
Slowly… creeping…
away from reality’s image
Slurping down your lovable lust
Swimming in blood like a
beautiful black dove
Flashing memories of a rainbow full of
laughter…
Till today I’m still living in a fantasy dream
Never has there been…
anyone
blindly enough to see
Fearlessly engaging to the path full of lust
Your chain of sterling silver started to rust away in my solitude
Cooling dark breezes shouts firmly through me tonight
reminiscing that you’re the guided fate
to which, can sober away this clear water
But than you turn out to be my
biggest fear
Laughing away at miserable times
Treating our decisions like a piece of
emptiness
Reconsidering the flaws I’ve done
Deciding to take on the knowledge and so…
I drifted away
Downfalls creeps slowly at my conscious
sinking shallowly into our open sea
You can’t underestimate,
but progression yield’s to time
Knotted with the toughest words and emotions
Understanding the toughest Greek warrior still
Can’t maintain…
Breaking down strenuously can lead to suicide
Standing alone with no one in sight to view
Singing in tunes of death with this knife
Tonight I’ll leave a puddle of lavish red water
The black world is calling out towards me
Slowly… creeping…
away from reality’s image
Slurping down your lovable lust
Swimming in blood like a
beautiful black dove
Flashing memories of a rainbow full of
laughter…
Till today I’m still living in a fantasy dream
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
07.07.07
Crackin… Snapin… down the hall
There strolled in a yellow eager man
Dancing in his mind; withholding the dark grief
Drowning…
in the world that happens to deepens his
seldom breathes
Three weeks drove by like a tragedy in Shakespeare
Lying helplessly…
crying away every moment remembered
Configuring the equation to his family tree
While…
Struggling to find the plug-in outlet to
his son’s embrace
Down the hollow halls you can fear
the thundering reverberation of suffering shouts
strenuously…
Rushing, colliding over one another, just to
catch up to his threatening gratitude
Wounded with the sniveling of his alluring halo
Nothing can help but to exaggerate and
harkens d-r-e-a-d-f-u-l-l-y…
Crippled as never before; he taunt,
snickering at every step
from the assistance that will make him dream
Driven with fear; in with an identification status
Hoping it was all nothing but a glance of déjà vu
Father oh just wait…
your daughter struggled through enough
Through numerous villains; green, yellow, and then red
She passed it, driving away through forests
full of sirens of pigs at every angle
Cautiously she made it through to the other end
Just hold your last breath, one more time till the time she has arrive…
You won’t be forgotten oh father,
PLEASE, how could you…
Tower time strikes turbulently at six o’clock
the yellowness deviated into pale blueness
Panic attacks strikes hard from below
Preparing for actions
this heart shuts and drops
s…l…o…w…l…y all you can hear is
unspoken emotions
Dial-tones being dialed all over town
Fumbling through my mobile device I shiver…
Faith is challenging me
ticking away, time dramatically
every seconds worth to make a change
But,
no one will get past the dial-tone now
Mister clock strikes 6:59 pm, the
yellow man’s breath decreases slowly
Thirty seconds later, all that was there was…
A warm heart within a cold stone bowl
Stomping in, here she is
Lying at her birth father’s chest
reminiscing back to the day when she couldn’t say
nothing but grr…gaa… da-da… da-da…
Lightening strikes the pumping soul of
the human brain, causing the distinct to
breakdown and weep away at this very man
Stuttering voice creep behind her conscious
Oh she inquire,
This is too soon
He’s gone for ever, her first earthling host
The one who taught her and yells at her
finally is shuts down gone
World shouts with pain from underneath
Last good-byes were given, now he’s wheeled off
to the ice box…
Swallowing my own words down to my stomach,
Father… Rest In Peace July 7, 2007 at 7:00 pm
<3 SPX
P.S This is my last revision before Kronzer goes on maternity leave, so she can read it. Thanks for the feedback it really help me add a voice into my poem!
Monday, February 23, 2009
Second Revision of Poem; "A Time My World Change"
07.07.07
Crackin… Snapin… down the hall
There strolled in a yellow eager man
Dancing in his mind; withholding the dark grief
Drowning…
in the world that happens to deepens his
seldom breathes
Three weeks drove by like a tragic in shakespares
Lying helplessly…
crying away every moment remembered
Configuring the equation to his family tree
While…
Struggling to find the plug-in outlet to
his son’s embrace
Down the hallow halls you can fear
the thundering suds of suffering shouts
strenuously…
Rushing, colliding over one another, just to
catch up to his threatening gratitude
Wounded with the sniveling of his alluring halo
Nothing can help but to exaggerate and
harkened d-r-e-a-d-f-u-l-l-y…
Crippled as never before; he taunted
snickering at every steps
from the assistance that will make him dream
Driven with fear; in with an identification status
Through numerous villains; green, yellow, and then red
I passed it, driving away through forests
full of sirens of pigs at every angle
Causiously I made it through to the other end
Tower time strikes turbulently at six o’clock
the yellowness deviated into pale blueness
Panic attacks strikes hard from below
Preparing for actions
this heart shuts and drops
s…l…o…w…l…y all you can hear is
unspoken emotions
Dial-tones being dialed all over town
Can it get any worst I ask?
Faith is challenging me
ticking away time dramatically
every seconds worth to make a change
But,
no one will get past the dial-tone now
Mister clock strikes 6:59 pm, the
yellow man breathe decreases slowly
Thirty seconds later, all that was there was…
A warm heart within a coldstone bowl
Lightening strikes the pumping soul of
the human brain, causing the distinct to
breakdown and weep away at this very man
Stuttering voice creep behind my conscious
Oh I ask,
This is too soon
He’s gone for ever, my first earthlingy host
The one who taught me and yapped at me
finally is shout down gone
World shouts with pain from underneath
Lastgood-byes were given, now he’s wheeled off
to the ice box…
<3 SPX
Crackin… Snapin… down the hall
There strolled in a yellow eager man
Dancing in his mind; withholding the dark grief
Drowning…
in the world that happens to deepens his
seldom breathes
Three weeks drove by like a tragic in shakespares
Lying helplessly…
crying away every moment remembered
Configuring the equation to his family tree
While…
Struggling to find the plug-in outlet to
his son’s embrace
Down the hallow halls you can fear
the thundering suds of suffering shouts
strenuously…
Rushing, colliding over one another, just to
catch up to his threatening gratitude
Wounded with the sniveling of his alluring halo
Nothing can help but to exaggerate and
harkened d-r-e-a-d-f-u-l-l-y…
Crippled as never before; he taunted
snickering at every steps
from the assistance that will make him dream
Driven with fear; in with an identification status
Through numerous villains; green, yellow, and then red
I passed it, driving away through forests
full of sirens of pigs at every angle
Causiously I made it through to the other end
Tower time strikes turbulently at six o’clock
the yellowness deviated into pale blueness
Panic attacks strikes hard from below
Preparing for actions
this heart shuts and drops
s…l…o…w…l…y all you can hear is
unspoken emotions
Dial-tones being dialed all over town
Can it get any worst I ask?
Faith is challenging me
ticking away time dramatically
every seconds worth to make a change
But,
no one will get past the dial-tone now
Mister clock strikes 6:59 pm, the
yellow man breathe decreases slowly
Thirty seconds later, all that was there was…
A warm heart within a coldstone bowl
Lightening strikes the pumping soul of
the human brain, causing the distinct to
breakdown and weep away at this very man
Stuttering voice creep behind my conscious
Oh I ask,
This is too soon
He’s gone for ever, my first earthlingy host
The one who taught me and yapped at me
finally is shout down gone
World shouts with pain from underneath
Lastgood-byes were given, now he’s wheeled off
to the ice box…
<3 SPX
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
UPDATES
07.07.07
Crackin… Snapin… down the hall
There strolled in a yellow eager man
Dancing in his mind; holding the dark grief
Living in another world that deepens his breathes
Three weeks drove by like a tragic
Lying helplessly; weeping away every moment remembered
Configuring the equation to his family tree
Struggles to find the plug-in outlet to his son’s embrace
>>>>>>>>>>>> The first 2 Stanza to my poem from the topic a time when my world change!
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