Why is it so F#$#@@@!!! hard to live in this world?

a new one. for michelle.

M Pathetic

I know you from long ago, before I was Fiance'd.
We were far apart, and that's how it should have stayed.
You called me up one day, then the card tower began to fall,
I should have seen the mess ahead, I should have seen it all.
I was a fool, with a fool, and foolishly I let you come in,
I was a fool, I broke my promises, and then began my sin.
You had a northman, I a southern belle, separation time,
Little did I ever know my world and all plans would unwind.
He left you, lying in sadness, but returning to share his pain,
I left her for you, I thought mistakenly we were the same,
You used my love, you used my body, and I allowed the abuse.
We tried to share with eachother, but in the end came up just bruised,
Injured hearts, Broken lives, destroyed from within ourselves.
Was I wrong, were we wrong, who ended up on dusty shelves?
You slept in my bed, and in my arms, you beguiled me with charm,
Took my love, wrapped round your finger, and I ignored what you harmed,
The poison in you seeped through your kiss, shattering my soul within,
It took so long, but finally I feel like He is whole again.
I had to stop, to realize it was not me that sunk this boat,
It was not me, the melody, that sang and still sings that sour note,
When I saw you do your Danse Macabre with an old high school friend,
I finally forgave myself, and now I see your whoring sin.

The Eyes of a Dreamer

I.......I can see you there,
Wading in the sparkling water,
I.......I can touch your hair,
I can swim for the shore, or go farther,

We can swim all night, under the moonlight,
Holding on oh so tight,
But when comes the day, I must be on my way.....

I........I am with you here
Underneath the thousand-starred sky,
We.....We hold on here, we let go our fear,

We never again feel the need to cry.

We can swim all night under the moonlight,
Holding onto eachother so tight,
But when comes the light of the sun so bright,
On my wings shall we alight?

For the lady in my dreams whom I love.

For Tassie, who inspires.

The battle was won, the flags were raised, the armies finally began to depart,
The only problem is this one young lady, clutching so softly a broken heart.
As she lay upon the bloodied field, she can see naught through crimson tears,
Nor feel the cool wind on frozen flesh nor hear at all through deafened ears.
She lies down beside a knight she believes will never hold her again in care.
Thinking about the kisses, cold nights, wine and love never again they'll share.
A twitch of his arm makes her arise, praying with all her hope in God its real.
Her chest heaves and her skin flushes pink as his warmth she begins to feel.
He opens eyes once dulled by pain, then focused upon her marred visage,
Blinking the grime and gore away, he thinks she must be a ghost or mirage.
But the kiss she give to the parched lips of this still form that was once a man
Forces his blood through his veins, his breath through his lungs, as only her love can.
Arising from the matted grass, he grasps her hand and pulls her to his chest,
And holding his love, sheathing his sword, this warrior has finally earned final rest.

I hope that was somewhat worthy of your indulgence. * Bows * Thank you M'lady for the inspiration.

Here is one I wrote in 2003

Why is it that Love and Life
Always bring me so much strife?
Maybe I should just Go and Hide,
All of these feelings I have Inside.
Ridiculed for being a man who actually gives a damn.....
The Knight Born 500 years out of date,
The Warrior whose heritage was given too late,
This is just the way it is, MY Fate.
I accept it and battle on to fear abate.
Out of my mind flows all doubts I have,
Even when my enemies insults' jab.
The tears that fall upon my cheek,
The Sword, The Lady that I seek,
I remain My Self, tried and True,
I have my Sword, now I search for You.

another from 2003

I am here but you ignore me,
I am strong but you destroy me,
I love you and you despise me,
You run through my dreams.

You have no time, you say it's late,
"Go home, leave," You make me hate
YOU and all you lies like knives,
Stabbing, tearing at both our lives,
You play and lead me on,
Turn around, You'll find I'm GONE.

You turn a blind eye to my pain,
You just run out on me again,
You like to treat my heart like a toy,
Demean my manhood, then play coy,
You like to cause Pain to someone like me,
I walk to the door, don't look back, and Leave!

This one is entitled Away. Wrote it in 2003 or 2004.

Eyes of the Wolf, Heart of the Child,
Soul not aloof, soul so wild,

Free and clean under a waterfall,
Wash away my pain,
Wash it all away.

Stalking the Heart, Calling the Woods,
As from the start, all that I could,
My mind a fire, Inflamed with the Snow,
Winter and Briar in my heart Grow.

Free and Clean under a waterfall,
Wash away my pain,
Wash away my world,
Wash away my heart,
Wash way my call,
Wash me away.

No more! No more I take, I cannot take,
Flying away on Drake, I now forsake,
Drawn into real, what do I need?
Break the Seal, I want to Bleed!

Free and Clean,
Hidden Waterfalls,
Wash away my pain,
Wash away it all.

Originally posted by DreamingWarrior
For Tassie, who inspires.

The battle was won, the flags were raised, the armies finally began to depart,
The only problem is this one young lady, clutching so softly a broken heart.
As she lay upon the bloodied field, she can see naught through crimson tears,
Nor feel the cool wind on frozen flesh nor hear at all through deafened ears.
She lies down beside a knight she believes will never hold her again in care.
Thinking about the kisses, cold nights, wine and love never again they'll share.
A twitch of his arm makes her arise, praying with all her hope in God its real.
Her chest heaves and her skin flushes pink as his warmth she begins to feel.
He opens eyes once dulled by pain, then focused upon her marred visage,
Blinking the grime and gore away, he thinks she must be a ghost or mirage.
But the kiss she give to the parched lips of this still form that was once a man
Forces his blood through his veins, his breath through his lungs, as only her love can.
Arising from the matted grass, he grasps her hand and pulls her to his chest,
And holding his love, sheathing his sword, this warrior has finally earned final rest.

Awwww! 😍 Wow, I haven't felt euphoria like this in quite a while..😄 That's really... beautiful, and sweet of you!!!!

Originally posted by DreamingWarrior
I hope that was somewhat worthy of your indulgence. * Bows * Thank you M'lady for the inspiration.

bag Much better! Your language, your imagery.. is beautiful..😄 And the way you can read so much into me by just reading my poetry, and capture it so terrifyingly well.. I am in your debt. touched

Wow, those were really good! And its so sweet that you wrote a poem for Tassie! #love# 😄

hey, thanks alot! Heh, tass, poetry is just what i told coldfire. It is your soul on paper.

And, When someone can set fire in my heart, it has gotta come out. Being inspired by someone is like the highest compliment i can give anyone, because poetry is my life, my blood, my pulse, and my entire being. without it, i could not exist.

Ooooo wow.... And I can see that just in your posts too. That's awesome

"Turn on the night"
Inspired by Gilmour of Pink Floyd

You have left me once again alone and in this world of sin,
Dying is the only way that I am allowed to return to you,
I stumble and trip down this hill steadily towards my den,
Wishing only that I kept the wings upon that which I flew,
Cast from Heaven to complete a quest I never really received,
Forced to wander these darkened wastes all alone inside and out,
Not in Hell but oh so close, this Earth is hell enough for me,
I look but am blinded by you so I cannot speak and cannot shout,
I reach up to move you away to see my only companion here,
I await the lady in my silence while trying to breathe once more,
As you fall she arises, the rarest beauty that I hold ever so dear,
I find in me the supernatural strength to rise again from the dusty floor,
Spreading my wings, to kiss the sky so lit yet darkened ever so well,
I take aloft and view the world the only way I am allowed to see,
This man if seen through his disguise would only be an empty shell,
If you saw inside, you'd see the angel, the truth hidden: you'd see me.

Sir William

Running alone in a moonlit glade,
No sound my passing along has made,
No shadow flickers as I race on by,
The only sound is the softest sigh,
My feet break not upon dry twigs and leaves,
My breath pants hot as my chest heaves,
My muscles in my legs burn and scream,
My body shudders awake from my dream,
And now I find myself alone in bed,
My Irisis fade back to blue from red,
The wolf inside has returned to sleep,
Yet his hunger of love has not left me.

Clouds, Drifting away on pillowy clouds.....
I am safe.....
From myself, My Mind!
It cries to me to see release,
My heart aches for your touch divine.
Whisper to me like a soft summer breeze,
Kiss me passionately, as an angel,
Wink at me in play, partly true,
Hold me in a warm blanket; your arms,
Touch my lips with fine silk; your fingertips,
Show me a painting of wondrous beauty; your loving face,
Tattoo on my chest a heartbeat; yours.
Cover my hurt in love; yours.

From "Can You Define Love?"
By William Mauz.

What makes the Man?
For Eugene, my abusive, sick F@#@ of an ex stepfather

You first struck me in the face,
Two-by-four was your holed ace,
Thrown out you return to destroy,
This young, innocent, loved boy,
You don't care about what I am,
You think Hurting me makes the Man.
You love pain you cause, chaos reigns,
All my hurt you just call growing pains,
You destroy, you never build up,
My life, My hopes you proceeded to gut,
My life tried you to take away,
You thought I'd never escape, just stay,
I GOT AWAY!
You never won, You Bastard.
I survived all you threw...

I Survived You.

Wow! I love those!

Originally posted by DreamingWarrior
"Turn on the night"
Inspired by Gilmour of Pink Floyd

You have left me once again alone and in this world of sin,
Dying is the only way that I am allowed to return to you,
I stumble and trip down this hill steadily towards my den,
Wishing only that I kept the wings upon that which I flew,
Cast from Heaven to complete a quest I never really received,
Forced to wander these darkened wastes all alone inside and out,
Not in Hell but oh so close, this Earth is hell enough for me,
I look but am blinded by you so I cannot speak and cannot shout,
I reach up to move you away to see my only companion here,
I await the lady in my silence while trying to breathe once more,
As you fall she arises, the rarest beauty that I hold ever so dear,
I find in me the supernatural strength to rise again from the dusty floor,
Spreading my wings, to kiss the sky so lit yet darkened ever so well,
I take aloft and view the world the only way I am allowed to see,
This man if seen through his disguise would only be an empty shell,
If you saw inside, you'd see the angel, the truth hidden: you'd see me.

Sir William

Originally posted by DreamingWarrior
Running alone in a moonlit glade,
No sound my passing along has made,
No shadow flickers as I race on by,
The only sound is the softest sigh,
My feet break not upon dry twigs and leaves,
My breath pants hot as my chest heaves,
My muscles in my legs burn and scream,
My body shudders awake from my dream,
And now I find myself alone in bed,
My Irisis fade back to blue from red,
The wolf inside has returned to sleep,
Yet his hunger of love has not left me.

These are the best.. really well done..😱

Oh they are all so good!!

thank you all. *bows*

Since this is kinda my thread unless i go the way of the apple IIE, I gotta say something. There are some really negative, poem-bashing Mofos in KMC. Hey guys; You Dont like it, Learn To LOVE it. This aint burger king, you will NOT get it your way so stfu and soldier on. Now that my rant is over, how bout some more poetry. ( oh, and for you that try to say stuff is copied or plaguerised, (yeah, i can spell it, can you?) check this. I have all these written in my portfolio, they are all copywrighted, and if you claim otherwise i shall laugh at you. Laugh I say HA hA HA hA ha!)

On Anger

My body begins to tremble, the eyes transform to red,
My teeth grind sharply as pounding fills my head,
I must get away before I hurt you in this madness mine,
The change upon my face should be your warning sign,
When my rage arises, you shall see thunderclouds,
The darkness covers my being like an evil inky shroud,
My muscles bulge and tense up as if I were to spring,
Now from my irises comes fire, brimstone, lightning.
My right hand reaches for my sword, my left for my gun,
In the sky a full eclipse has taken out the sun,
No more pain in my chest as I raise the blade,
No thoughts of sleep or rest, my one-track mind is made,
The blued-silver of my sights take in my enemy,
A single CRAK! and down he goes, far too easily,
As I calm, I see him rise and laugh his vile laugh,
He'll be back of this I'm sure. Will he my Will sap?