CRIMSON FLAMES
In Crimson flames as flowers weep
from rose bushes to baby's breath
and blue forget me knots.
I watch the Inferno consume her
watching her pain as she sings
me a lullabye that sings within my soul.
As she parish with the flames
as they faded away.
I put her ash in a cermic pot,
buried in it's soil.
as I pour my tears in the pot
and await for her to bloom once more.
Alone
A moment of alone is always nice but
being alone forever..
not cared for or loved is very frightful
to ones soul.
The thought of being alone haunts me
getting the unpleasent feeling of being
unloved by whose who I adore dearly.
Seeing them leaving me in the middle
of nowhere in the dark where no
creature ventures. Where I alone
lie in my pool of sorrow and misery.
Death
Death is something that comes to take those
whose time has arrived to leave this world.
To pass on through the viel to paradise.
But Death brings sorrow to ones life and that
life never forgets the day. the time and how
it happened, why it happened.
watching the one who raised you
dying in front of you is the worst. Feeling helpless
useless not sure how to help her.
As everyong you've known for you entire life.
just sits there and watched her.
The one time I take my eyes off her...
shes gone...
Death is not cruel it's just doing it's job.
but that was my life suffering will always haunt me.
Holidays
As holidays
draw near
And the
weather changes slowly
As a small
child I find comfort in the warm
Embrace of
one woman, with a smile so bright
That would
warm your heart when you laid your eyes upon it
With the
holiday we create the sweet that brings joy
Upon those
we love along with ourselves.
She gets out the ingredients for the sweet
We start to
create this joy we share with others.
Our
laughter’s fill the kitchen along with the sweet smells
Playing with
the flour wiping it on each other and eating
The bits and
pieces of dough. This is a sweet lullaby within
A memory
that I hold deeply within a heart.
The Oath
Be Strong Melanie
The end is not near
For life repeats it self
In its own different way
Don’t fret on past
That was then and this is now
Look upon the present and future
That beholds our fate.
With strength in our hearts
And our voices as weapons
We shall battle beyond the creatures
Of light and dark
Let’s journey through the wood, the valleys,
And the mountains
For it is middle earth of beauty and sorrow
Shall we stand together and fight for our beliefs
Fight as lovers of light and dark
Protect I shall, to die I will
For you my love
It’s an oath to the soul.
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