Complete Poetry Part 1 - The Dog That I Have Lost and Other Poems
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The Dog That I Have Lost
Pluto, Pluto, my faithful friend,
I have left you behind, with no regrets.
As the day turned night my friend,
without a tear shed, I bid you, rest.
In daylight I fall and wish for you to be same,
but for all desire I see not you.
Without you life has become lame;
the hollow wound left screams bright hue.
Never, not once will you shadow behind.
To replace thee will be such a callous sin.
You are the dog that I have lost, Pluto,
my faithful, loyal Pluto.
Lunes
If I would be free,
Would you be my winds?
If I were dead,
Would you dare forget me?
If I were persecuted,
Would you defend me?
If I were to rise from the dead like a phoenix,
Would you deny such a warm existence?
If I asked to play fair,
Would you betray me to win?
If I had a passionate desire,
Would you have the nerve to obliterate it?
If I ,with effort, leave earth pacify,
Would you unleash the foulest calamity?
If I ruled the world,
Would selfishly take it away from me?
If I asked why,
Would you answer?
Body and Soul
Behind this mask
Only millions of dark
Desires sprout and devour,
Yet one can only suppress the hour.
A hollow sky has risen
Night has become my prison.
Day is gone forever.
Strangely one’s will to live grows stronger.
One begins to feel the will to muster
Ultimate strength and death’s Power
Leaving the soul behind, they grow fouler.
White Hole
We must all
Have to fall
In darkness
To become brightness
Even if we move forth
Hope ,in the end, leaves
Others too, became lifeless,
Lay down your pride!
Eat the fruit your torment!
Hacksuijim
This desperate demon comes
with brimstone flares
His gaze burns me!
Oh false prophet
These woes now worsen
The pain inside my aching heart!
How dare you pretend
To have power of powers?
False, Zeus, pretentious Apollo.
Think we would shy away, no no,
From your unworthy thunderbolts?, Bah!
Your kind lacks Zealot’s patience.
This tyrannical gaze
Is your mace.
My vengeful torrents strikes
Thy rocky heart.
Reawaken the blood
That was shed deep inside
My fury resides
Within your holocaust’ light
The red sun… shines
Beneath the phoenix
Pitiful cries.
Just Cause They Can’t
Just ‘cause they can’t fight,
Should we deny
Their righteous existence?
Just ‘cause they can’t fly,
Should we deny
Their will to rise ?
Above the mountains
Is were we render our new
Oblivion
Because we can’t
Take their land
Because is theirs
Driven by desire
We crave the power
But that doesn’t mean we
Have the right
To tell them how to
Live, love or despise
This is our fate.
Our dark abyss
In this eternal struggle
To survive
We can’t take their land
Just cause they can’t
Awakening
After the body corrodes
the soul rest in eternal slumber.
Only to be awaken
once more by the sacrifice.
Alpha has changed…
one does not suffice.
It requires a double penalty!
Awaken from thy eternal slumber
Release thee! At once.
Arrive and cleanse the land
This is our justice
The purification is at hand
No more sorrow, nor malice
The awakening is at hand!
Come Now, awaken, awaken…
Abandon!!
Sorrow
Sorrow is a feeling
Of eternal darkness
That sprouts and devours
Leaving behind
A restless slumber
The air has turn fire
Oh! It feels like
I came to nothing
Nobody
Nobody’s home today
So why can’t I stay?
This isn’t my place
I no longer see
My special mate
As long as I am Nobody.
Desire
If you want
to die fast
then have
a desire.
What you can’t have
is what makes
You desire.
The more you want it
The more you die
because of it.
The worst ache,
is to have
the desire.
I am born Free
In my world,
I have sold
all those melodies
Filled with memories
I hope this song
Heals my broken heart
Let me escape
these binds, these chains,
My will destroyed
By those who own the whip
they dare not feel
My former free will.
Doesn’t belong here erase after copy
Tedious as it maybe
It is still just a mystery.
Too often, I stand before all
Only to be crushed
Still… we deserve
Some cream and jelly
To quench our foolish fascination
Our ancestors have drunk
The chalice of oblivion
It is my veins; your veins are tainted too.
It is time, we must participate
In this ancient celebration
Hear the cry of the newborn Phoenix
It ushers in a new mystery
Olvido<Forgotten>
Listen to the void
It users us in
We silently wait
To undergo deep sleep;
Our begotten
Son, lies forgotten!
This hearth grows heavy…
The Life I led
Has aged me
And has me broken…
But I have time left
We will learn
This wretched lesson;
The soaring thunder
Tears me asunder.
This heat sears my flesh
Forcing me to remember
Yesterday’s horror
Oblivious is what I seek,
Illusions are the lie I desire.
Blind, blind, blind me
Heaven has been denied to me,
By your resonating might.
With rage you poison
Our needy flesh.
Tonight bring us closer to death.
Castaway numn.1
I always been the unwanted lamb,
Always the faceless attitude
Morning never different than night,
Guns instead of open hands.
I remember the one,
Those charming eyes
Always pacified me
She protected me
Shielded me
Only kind words rained from her lips,
Now I see…that I was blind.
I never saw through her shield,
Nevertheless she still smiled,
But she is gone…
Reality’s burning iron has marked me.
How little you taught of me
Was I truly so weak?
Time now closest its doors
On those happy sonnets
Of our once blissful world.
As I hear the threatening roar
The storm begins to consumes me.
Here I now stand alone,
With no one to hold me.
Such is the cruel justice
of “humanity”
Many sinners walk under
Nemesis Banner,
Unaware that they are her prime target.
Justice has died with her.
Justice is dead in me.
I cannot stand this living nightmare
War games become routines,
Revenge becomes their light.
Everything I stand for denied
As I gaze this nightmare I wonder
Must I submit to their delusional might?
I wonder summit or take flight?
Done
Where I go from here?
I dare no think about it.
How to get there?
I am still thinking about it.
This bitterness scarred me
As I see you twist me
Into your own fiendish form
This terrible forlorn
Makes me quiver
With a rage I did
Not Know I possessed
As I lie now disposed
I begin to wonder
What your twisted mind
Has thought of next!!
Broken
This face is not my own
Time and Time again
I am awaken
By this forlorn
It consumes me
It burns me
Why did I break before?
Sometimes
Sometimes I pray,
Sometimes I curse;
Sometimes I cry,
Sometimes I pulse.
Just tell me why
I am empty with yearning!!
There are times I wonder…
Do you still care?
Are you still there?
Do you hunger for me…?
This uncertainty I wish to forget.
What do you hope to get?
I have nothing
All you left me is sorrow;
Are you satisfied?
OH!! If you where within grip
I would make you regret,
Forgetting me!!
I am no longer blind;
I can see threw your betrayal.
Sometimes I think.
Sometimes I see.
Sometimes I kill.
Sometimes I seek revenge…
Proto type 3:Double Pondered Poem:
Degels
This temptation we always carried
Has sown its seeds deep this same burden
We inherited It haunts us, hurts us
The gift from our fathers Makes us falter again
* * * * * * * * *
You imagined Though hope returns
That peace is eternal Disaster still looms
Who knows? Pain and suffering
Tomorrow’s horror might return
Leave us frozen with THAT memory
* * * * * * * * * * * * * *
We are praised For our cheating ways
In this jaded world we hope to see
For this gift ,a reign of terror,
For all humans, Worst than all the others
That came before That Erases their mirage
With our eyes held high We gaze one last time
We hope for a new home Seeking the heavens,
This feeling we Hide within the twilight
Behind our mask Lies untold horrors
Replacements
If something breaks,
We seek forth replacements.
If a child dies;
It survives in our minds,
Why do we always fail
To maintain what precious?
Some of us dare to live,
With a replacement,
For our lost soul.
Some call it
Love.
Others call it
Hate.
Some call it
Faith.
Others call it
Science.
We desperately try to avoid
The one true realization,
That there is no replacement,
For the one true “god”.
We look for cures
Discarding our faith;
What do we gain
From its denial?
We seek it,
We want it,
We lie for it,
We die for it.
Yet we dare
To mask our struggle,
With the shame of futility.
We kill to
Live.
We kill to
Die.
We slay to
Yearn.
We slay to
Learn.
For all our struggles
We remain Unsatisfied
The lie we mastered
Cannot hope to satisfy
Our thirst for the tomorrow
That was denied
The Replacements
we dared forge
Now hides
Our cry of anguish
We no longer
Remember what the real
Or what is the Lies.
Poem .007
In one day’s work
We drill until fire;
Meanwhile, they lie
With their bellies
Of iron.
For them it’s a game,
For us it is pain.
They dare make gains,
With the sweat
Of our struggle!!
While some people gain;
Hundreds suffers.
I don’t know
I don’t know
Were to go
What to do
How to do
Or were I am
Even welcome
All I know
Is the world
Is like a maze
But for now
My sense guide
the road toward
My lonely soul
That’s been tainted
Ever since
The truth emerged
I doubt my own
Beginning
For I still don’t know
Double pondered: A lad
Long Ago When I used to live
In the land of promise I remember hearing…
This tainted song A sound filled with so much hate
Came to us Far too strong to resist
And it filled our egos with the enmity and distrust
With foolish hopes that I not dared to show
* * * * * * * * * * * *
My prayed was denied As I lie beneath my grave
Thinking back My failures whisper
On that old Siren’s song “A shameful death”
Reserved only for me That turned me to bones,
How foolish of me I cannot look back
My lie has become The sin I carry
The truth No longer matters
* * * * * * * * * * * * * *
As my death draws near My feet grown swollen
Twisted, distorted The path toward
My life becomes my final resolution
But a memory Cannot spare my dignity
This curse… Cannot erase my sins
It terrifies me far worse than the fiend within me
This sorrow that grips me Slowly consumes me
The wheel is turning these terrible goodbyes
Into a something wore Inside my aching heart
Ill fortunes imprisons me I cannot escape them
Like a hungry fury They cornered me again
The pulse quickens Resurrecting my woes
Screaming “vengeance” Death will not let me forget
F.F.B.
I still remember
About that time,
When that true man
Once pulse inside.
Take a saber
Turn of time,
When the blades
Was swung
For the first time.
Trying
To learn how reach
For the morning star;
Seeking the flame
Burning within
Our hungry eyes.
Behind his innocence
Lied the crimson
Might of a hero,
It all started
With a bitter sweet
July’s joke,
That soon laid
Waste to the gates,
Unlocking the fire
Of the heart.
The cherished melodies
Unfolded her memories
Of life’s symphonies.
This simple tale
Of Lover’s Joys,
Ended in this harsh
Unforgiving tragedy.
Spiritualist
I once spoke With terrible honesty
About this weaknesses, I wrote 1000 pages
That shamed me Consumed by sorrow
* * * *
Their dying breath, within my soul
Echoes softly, A fragile light
Leaves a terrible mark burning so strong
With the stench of death Killed my might
* * * * * * * *
Let us burry them In the marble hill
I cannot stand This same requiem
This terrible silence will not let me forget
Chills my bones How unlucky I am
For holding them dear To be born living while dying
World’s Clandestine
As a resemblance
Of the red, red rose;
Foreign secrets replace
Our god’s blue hopes.
For now Minerva
Reigns in both worlds,
Slowly singing
the silent woes
brought by their sword.
From these words
Reborn the lies,
Giving more power
To the mighty.
This tragedy
Fuels anew
The ancient fire,
This ancient ire,
These Dancing swords
Tilt the Scale anew
Justice has been stripped
Of her blindfold
Oh!! I cannot stand
Her blushing terrifying eyes!!
Demoniac and Ill omen
I see these Ill omens Falling upon this soul
Leading it toward the cross; With the striking whip
They carved out A painful façade, ushering
The open casket, A New torment
Bearing my name fills the air with misery
* * * * * * * * * *
This cursed form Beneath the grave
,Subdue for now, it lies asleep hoping,
Desiring a freedom it has never know
Beyond these rules The crimson night,
,Filled with vain hopes, it Bears distinctly
These chains, reinforced the soul’s old scars
* * * * * * * * * * * *
How naïve they are, His lies have twisted
Their namesakes(,) broken Honor, discarded it;
They cannot bear a brand new terror,
The Forgotten ire, in this grave error,
it Gave us death’s art beckoning the open grave
* * * * * * * * * * *
They cannot believe What lies beneath this soil,
The change brought by this Rotten, forgotten,
Ungodly curse Has revealed my pale bones
Confi in my bed
I lie confi in my bed
Awaiting time,
Wasting time,
Its slips away…
I lie confi in my bed
Wasting away
In a far world,
Were only word
Says who you are.
Why do they care?
If whom you are
Is the truth
That I have muster.
I lie confi in my bed
Awaiting his return,
To show us how to turn
Our lives from crime.
I cry for the dead
I’ll soon be dead,
In time.
I lie confi in my bed
For it is comfort,
The only thing
I can muster
Aside from pain,
It’s our way
To escape this world.
I lie confi in my bed
Waiting For the arrival…
When he arrives
The one true pain
Will Lift the cross
So I can feel again.
I lie confi in my bed
Waiting for war,
The art of tyrants
The heartless soul,
Which is worst
Than a demon’s laugh.
I can still see…
I can still breathe!!
Beyond this barricades,
Isn’t strange?
This paradox.
Just for now
Let me fly,
From this sea
I won’t die..!
I lie confi in my bed
Releasing one true hate
From my world today;
I lie…
Confi in my bed
Of feathers,
I long for
The one true hope,
The Meaning of fate,
I now know, that
Our feeble will
no longer
Matters at all.
For it won’t matter,
For the world…
If I am alive
Or dead!
And For this reason,
I lie confi in my bed.