Uncomplete Soul
Standing alone in the rain,
Feeling miserable, cold, seperate; "Alone."
I see you and a sunbeam breaks through the clouds,
Piercing the darkness at my feet, dry, light, happyness; "Alive."
In my mind I feel alienated,
An empty void that must be filled; "You complete me."
A ravine that I felt would always be impassable,
Now has something to connect its two sides; "A bridge."
A soul alone feeling like a shadow without a physical body,
To drift for enernity against harsh light; "A waste land."
You complete the uncompleted,
Making the harsh light seem soft; "Shade in the desert of my soul."
I thank-you from the bottom of my heart,
Deeper than the shallow pool I thought it was; "An ocean."
My love everlasting into the night,
Feelings entwind with truth; "I love you."
-Kevin Traynor
Dedicated to someone I love. Very much.
My Love, A Worlds Corner
In this corner of a world of worlds;
I open my eyes to you,
I let you into my soul.
So you can see inside me.
See into my heart.
I open my eyes and let you in;
Invite you to look around,
Allow you to see my inner mind.
What did you find there?
Was it worth it?
I open my eyes to show you;
Everything that I am,
Everything that I could be.
Are you happy?
Are you disappointed?
I close my eyes and block your view;
My little world feels suddenly cold,
The one who would light my soul no-longer there.
Are you gone? I cry tears.
My corner feels so empty.
I open my eyes and blink back the tears;
I see you and I smile as warmth fills my heart,
A light enters my mind and I open my thoughts to you.
You didn't go?
You chose to stay.
I touch the light and let it fill my heart;
Then I hug you, I kiss you,
I missed you.
You are my world.
I love you!
-Kevin Traynor
Dedicated to the one I love!
This Daisy
It was picked from a field,
A field of vibrant white and yellow,
A field of dark green and brown,
This daisy.
It was held in a childs palm,
The sound of laughter and joy,
The essence of youth and innocence,
This daisy.
It was joined by its brothers and sisters,
Under the soft golden sun,
The child making chains of flowers,
This daisy.
The sun sets,
The daisy scattered across the grass,
Bent and torn, the child is gone,
This daisy.
The flower slowly fades with time,
As in all things,
It dies an ungly death,
This daisy.
Forgotten in the mists of time.
It's memory gone.
This... daisy.
-Kevin Traynor
Inspired by my poem 'Fallen Flower' and a conversation I recently had with my love. I dedicate this to the changing world.
True Love
I love you so much I sit in the dark,
I watch the TV with you beside me,
I hug you and kiss you and then more,
I cant explain my feelings to you.
I know that you love me deeply,
I know you know I love you soo much,
I will always have these feelings for you,
I will never hurt you or want to upset you.
I should try and do something with you,
I am sure you are happy but we talk little,
I find your sheer presence a joy,
I express my feelings by hugging you.
I run my finger up your arm and your back,
I smell your skin its like heaven,
I kiss you and never want to leave your side,
I wonder if this is true love?
I feel empty and alone when we are apart,
I feel wholly loved when we are together,
I believe we are the only two people who exist on this planet,
I wish we could always be with each other.
I look into your eyes and I see your love for me,
I gently stroke your hair,
I love you and you love me,
It must be true love.
-Kevin Traynor
The Screams V
The screams return to start our plight;
Making sure our minds aren't right,
Holding grudges against the light,
Our screams being heard again at night.
The undead rise against days mark;
The morning sun's light is stark,
A warning for day un-to dark,
Not even man can stop their lark.
The dead are live upon the day;
It is time for man to pay,
Blood is spilled and people lay,
Screams of frieght now all we say.
Run and hide till dark tides;
Feel their breath on your hide,
Be weary because the dead snide,
They'll eat you even when you cried.
The screams they are all you hear;
Open your eyes up to your fear,
The pain and suffering are always near,
Close your eyes to not be leered.
The screams.
-Kevin Traynor
Our First Month
Our first month together,
Time indeed has flown,
I'm sure our love will stand forever,
We will never be alone.
A whole month has gone,
It only feels like a minute ago,
Has it really been that long,
Where did all our time go.
We look into each others eyes,
Time stills for our cause,
We won't cry,
But time has paused.
Will we be standing here again soon,
Together in each others arms,
Treating, as if it is ours, the moon,
Reading out a mystical love psalm.
Our first month.
-Kevin Traynor
Our Love Life
My love for you, I know, feels bare;
Because I know you won't be there,
To brighten my day up enough to care,
It is the most important thing we share.
Our love, it binds us from miles away;
It will join our hearts during night and day,
Our minds seek each other out to play,
While our bodies are, ahem, held at bay.
You are so beautiful , others are blind;
They can't see how true beauty is aligned,
I wish to show you 'YOU' through my mind,
I speak truth, listen, I havn't been lying.
You are perfect, the pinnicle of creation;
Yeah it sounds corny, but hey its recreation,
God took his time when he made our nation,
Dont worry about me this ain't a salvation.
My love is buried deep in my heart;
You have the key to its darkest part,
Unlock the secrets, and leave your mark,
Just the same as contrasting light and dark.
I love you and I hope I have your trust;
In my mind I will do what I must,
Like a pizza with that cheesey crust,
I will love you from dawn up un-till dusk.
This poem is corny but it expresses my love;
My love of you, my beautful dove.
Our love life.
-Kevin Traynor
Terrbly rhymy huh? I know it bad. Charlotte, this poem is an apology to you. I'm sorry. xx
The Screams VI
Darkness spreads across the land;
Destroying this world we built by hand,
The undead are over taking man,
Even the military won't last to stand.
As time passes so we all die;
The night of dead creatures walking nigh,
I am one of them who strive,
To infect the world with our own to our kind.
Human beings fight for hope;
But they soon learn to hide like a pope,
Nothing will stop our unearthly grope,
The God's themselves can only sob.
I tear into flesh with my teeth;
The coppery taste of blood keeps on my feet,
Its the way they smell that makes us eat,
I rip flesh from the bone, it has a bodies heat.
The day no-longer comes;
Constant darkness numbs our fun,
We hove no-reason to scxream and run,
Because humans do that when we come.
The screams.
-Kevin Traynor
The Screams series is inspiried by Hazmat but each poem has its individual inspiriation. I-IV so far, are a mix. From Hazmat to Michale Jacksons 'Thriller' To Vampie RP Anyone? to Star Wars: The Great Hunt. My other poems all need re-editing and I cnt do it! 😄 Thanks though.
King of Blades
The glint of metal that reflects moonlight,
Two swords are swung in a rythmic fight,
They spark and clang with a users might,
It is only a King of Blades full right.
The fight goes on and one will lose,
Be it an arm or leg or head forbading booze,
A fighter of ages, to prepare his moves,
Only a King of Blades will counts his grooves.
Knives, swords and daggers too,
Dripping blood, pierced fleshly tool,
Best stand clear or you're a fool,
A King of Blades will never stop or stall.
Dodges and dives to stay alive,
The glinting weapons can end many a life,
The cold metal glints, creates a hive,
Of scum a villany, the King of Blade's never die.
King of Blades.
-Kevin Traynor
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