Serene in your slumber
your eyes like twin commas
on a face that tells me
your heart is happy.
And I glow inside.
Creationme here .. you there
a doorway doth divide us--
yet our hands move in tandem
and strangers can never fathom
how the art we make unites us
Stay the NightSleep, my perfection
and I too will shut my eyes
like the moon mourns the light of day
so it can slip away
into a union with the sky.
Then the stars will wink at us from above,
privy to our not-so secret love,
and our slumber will resemble
the softest of waves as they tumble
into each other with unbridled joy.
As chilled air seeps into our shared dreams,
we will nuzzle up and burrow deep,
inhaling the scent of the freshly laundered
before the hours are quickly squandered
by a sun that swiftly draws the night away.
Yet fear not, my love
for we have learnt to allay the dawn--
when it cajoles the night to retreat,
we smuggle the stars in cottony sheets
and covet the moon with our kisses.
And the night will never feel as young
as when our bliss has sung
the lyrics of a life now lived as one.
ReunionI used to howl when twilight descended;
my muse a yellow orb leading me--
my guidepost in a sea of darkness
so black my heart turned inky
My paw prints created paths of dust
and my tail swept them clean
as it hung so low
to match the bellow
in my heart.
The stars could not quell my yearning,
which twinkled faintly till morning
drove me to fitful sleeping
and the dew gathered like tears
weeping on a dull grey coat.
Then, when my desire to live subsided,
the sky at night turned lighter
and my eyes gleamed brighter
as winter carpeted the land in flakes of lace.
And I heard his howling
even before I spied him lolloping
on banks of snow and ice,
his hind legs carrying him to me
in powerful long strides.
Winter's embrace never felt more bracing
than it did that fateful morning
when our noses met in a moist reunion
and the skies turned a soft vermillion
as our hearts finally intertwined.
My RewardYou are my quest--
that beckoning in my RPG called life
that detour from what I have charted.
But the game was not won
by my following the trail of crumbs
laid before me;
the game was over when I met you
for I wanted to play no more,
wanted no part of this existence
that plodded on with no investment of passion.
There was no levelling up in my world--
no little man in a suit and tie to save me
to bend time and slow motion
to piece together the puzzles
that would lead to my happiness;
no dark soldier swinging his oversized sword
battling the demons of emptiness
to salvage my loneliness;
no tiny robot fuelled by a loyal heart
doggedly searching for his true love
in a world of discarded parts.
In a massive universe of multi-players
battling the futility of existence
to attain an inscrutable treasure,
I found you--
a gem in a village of clans,
a clue to lead me forward,
an option when I had so few--
are my extra life,
you filled up my health bar
so I could break free
from this endl
FixationI will be a hermit for you;
I'll hide away
remake each day anew--
just you and me
just we two.
You are my retreat from the world;
I feel your love
as I curl
my sweetness all around you.
I will scale mountains with you;
I take in the keen air
and savour your face
like a breathtaking view.
I want to roam the earth with only you by my side;
I want to forget
and the why
because all that means nothing
if I didn't have you.
I won't forgetI will always remember
you quietly waiting in the corridors
and opening doors for me to pass through
you drifting in and out of office spaces
and as we walked with matching paces
your smile would quietly etch itself into my memories
of what we were when we were not together.
I will always remember the feelings I wanted to forget
as I walked the limits of darkness every night,
my loneliness like a silhouette
that knew no respite
from the resounding cries
of the kookaburras in the trees
weeping for the heart that wanted to be free
to be with the you
who could not be with me.
I will always remember the voice inside my head
uttering a love that could not be said
across the oceans and the miles
that stretched like a chasm before us
but it was never a distance we did not surmount--
each night a transgression of space and time,
a compression of our imaginations and our minds.
I will never forget these slivers of a past
that used to haunt us with the pain of our non-existence
in a reality we'd
He only dates broken girls.I will destroy you. I will
make you love me
without even trying;
you’ll love the scabs
on my knees, the bruises
under my eyes, my
singed hair. You will love
the rush of holding
my hand as we cross
the bridge; you’ll feel
like a hero each time
I don’t jump. You will buy
me chocolates, the most
expensive, to guilt me
into eating. You will buy
me seeds instead of flowers,
to give me a reason to
get up in the morning. You
will make me dependent,
even as I feed your white
knight complex. I will destroy
myself, and so you,
and you will know why storms are named after people.
While You Were SleepingWhile you were sleeping
to whisper about you jealously
in their tiny little chain gang
bigger, badder, better.
While you were sleeping
their undying bond of friendship
and every face hardened
sadder, snider, solid.
While you were sleeping
conspiracies rose and fell
with your breath
and They rustled with laughter
more, malicious, mayhem.
While you were sleeping
Cancer shoved over other kids
in the playground
and took their place
suddenly, so, scared.
While you were sleeping
you were overrun
and we can fight it, of course,
with artilleries in the arteries
we'll, wield, weapons
but while you were sleeping
they took a misered,
into tumultous, tumourtuous, laughter
as you lay undefended
and they captured your heart.
The Horror StoryMy horror should turn to grit that chokes the rusting cogs of passing breaths.
It should sneak into crevice and corner until each pirouette of a clock hand crunches
a desperate death rattle into the mid-December hysteria. It should.
I want my terror to ooze into the machinery of existence and permeate the iron.
I want it to coat, and coax wheels off their axels as my mind spins out of control.
The whole world should grind it's internal organs like black pepper. To a halt.
The stars should feel the chill of my desperation and slide sluggishly down the sides of the sky
dripping burning nitrous into our eyes that in turn melt out of their sockets.
I want every subatomic particle of life itself to suddenly stop, mid sentence.
This is the way the world should fall apart.
This is the way the world ends. This is the way the world ends.
Not with a bang but with a resolutely maternal voice, strong as gravity, growling "Cancer."
I want the world so still that I will see the traces of the dead le
ImmuneYour poisonous words
The ones you throw at me
Useless they are
You can't hurt me
You can't break me
It's beyond your power
Ignorant WisdomThe best of us die young
We are blood and body
Mind and muddled matter
That decays from the very air
Necessary like an addiction
Our eyes are skin and sinew
Senses intaking a surface
But to the machine of faults
What is there lost to us?
The best of us are of will
As what will be passed belief
The demanding of subconscious
Edicts of the soul
Then why do they die?
Why must a will be severed
When it drives our existence
All that there is
And will ever represent us?
Why do vessels feed the muscle?
Bones hold up our legs
And a head with strong neck
That its aspirations rise?
The best of us accomplish
Tasks of a higher calibre
Like a barrel of the cannon
One volley into the stars
They undertake with all motive
And lose the unwinnable condition
For through their demarcation
Revitalize our weak hearts
The best of us die young
Because they are not us
And remind us what we should be
Through the greatest league
Of history's lessons
They sacrifice their chance to live
As watcher of the
ursa minor, maybei've realized that the only reason i have ever returned here
has been because of you.
these paths we walked over and over again
still barely bare the imprint of our toes.
you've been gone for
close to forever, i know. but still
i lay here where sky meets sea and stare
at the stars you will never reach.
it's kind of saddening to see that you will never be the
infinitely remembered cancer, orion, gemini;
fame is not meant for everyone. you taught me that.
once upon a time in a land broken long ago,
you told me that the wicked never rest among the living.
with quick feet i had thought you were talking of yourself, a wanderer, runner.
now i see you only ever spoke of me.
my feet have blisters.
two spoons in a draweri don't believe in god,
but i know someone put
the stars in the sky
because here you are,
the hero of my life
The hero of my life
There is a man over 5’8
He has forever changed my fate
Puts out a video every day
Brings hope like a ray of shine
Some might call him a weirdo
But I call him a hero
He is light and funny
Not caring about money
His name is as funny as he
But has given him great fame
His friends are not as great as he
But he does not hate them
Now you must know who my hero is
My best mate is MARKIPLIER
The Blessing Of Having a Friend As the wave of stress washes over me
Light drains away like a dying tree
And the tears are on the verge of falling
Holding myself to stop the shivering
I lay in bed holding on to the fragile stuffed animal like a little child looking for protection
A light from my phone appears
I look twice at your name to make sure it's for real
You must be an angel that heard my cries
Not sure how you saw behind my lies
Hey, how do you feel?
Are the words you send on my way
A smile and I'm ok is what I say
But you still look behind my lie
And try your best to spread my smile
A little joke just to make me laugh
That help me forget the times that's rough
You find a way to calm my storms
With all it's difficult forms
You're sweet and kind beyond belief
Always find a way to give me relief
I look forward to our little talks
Even if there isn't much to talk about
I'm glad I gave you another glance
Now I don't know what I'd do without you there
I'm grateful for you my friend
Thankful to have a friend with a