Tuesday, August 11, 2009

there is beauty in the ugly::a collection [older poems i wrote]


a foresaken calamity

all the beatitude of a dame,
the amicable fortitude--
that once engaged her with bliss.

oh, the bliss--tis astray.

she is left weeping,
weeping for what once was--

her ravishing life vanquished,
thus leaving her bare and vulnerable,
displenishing any frugality that prevailed in her.

abandoned. buried. adrift.

her vibrant love crushed.
the austere, lifeless solidity of a dame--
now lay on the--fallen earth.

covered with impurities.
she has become a foresaken calamity.

this is my valedictory.

anew

oh, how she is imperceptible,
her essence harmonized--
with the ebony of night.

her benevolence is in a mask--
pleading to be ascertained!

--her obliterated swain
regards past her dismal being--

she shall execute with propriety.
inspiring on with her ravishing essence.

consigning to oblivian,
he who set her adrift--

this precious imperceptible damsel.
whom in time, will love anew.

ruined beauty

she lay in a linn of tears.
wretched by his eminent
words of closure--

her inclination of forlornment,
transpired subitaneously.

the radiant essence that
abided in her--
shattered.

she ceased herself away.
the utter likeness of her bloom--
now fading, fadin, fadi, fad, fa, f...

torn

look at me now--
what have i become?
i am bare, torn sheets--
they lay on the floor.

i engaged in my vulnerability--
created in myself,
damaged goods.

i gave all of me,
all of me was
--taken away--

the sheets now lay on the
cold.
dark.
floor.

torn.


Wednesday, August 5, 2009

you are ugly.

you are so attractive.
stop it!
i am falling in love with you.
no!

i wish you were ugly.
how i hate that my hands thrive to be your slave.

i embrace you daily.
i give in to your deceitful offers.
i go to bed empty.
this heart is hard.

world::why do you overwhelm me?
society:: why do i look up to you?

no more!
i refuse!

you. are. ugly.



[this poem is about the world and how it is so easy to fall in love with society and forget why we are really here, to serve our King, not this world]