What Tale Will You Tell?

When the dust settles And I am no longer her Will you tell them who I was my dear? Will you scream atop these mountains? When the world no longer listens And my bones have turned to ash. Will you tell them who I was dear? Or will you tell them a lie? Full of…

Where Do Dead Dreams Go?

Dead dreams still haunt my past self I tend to speak ill of them As if they could hear meĀ  Where do dreams go when they die? Do they dissolve back into ideas Wishful thinking left unchecked Or do they disappear Run away with the wind and make merry in the night We know what…

To Sylvia

On the 27th of October the poet Sylvia Plath would have been 87 had she not killed herself. I choose to celebrate her life and mourn her passing. This is a poem for her. My eyes have gotten tired of the light That must have been how you felt When night came and nothing changed…

Melt

I want to melt To fall into a stupor Until the world forgets my face Til my name no longer rolls off the tongue And my accomplishments are forgotten Then I’ll truly be free To dance in a dream On wings Where angel meets I want to drown To discover a caper Where the world…

I Won’t Say I Love You

I won’t say I love youNot this timeI won’t feelThe burden of my own affectionsI won’t utter those wordsWhether by fear of rejectionOr lack of respectI won’t look you in the eyesI won’t say those wordsWhether from fearThat my tears won’t reach youOr the simplicity of the fallI won’t fall this timeI won’t look for…

The Regret

In the depths of my farewellMy regrets begins to riseIt was a silly jokeTo think love was mineFor all the burden in timeHope now lays in a casketAnd I am still among the livingYou leftIn such a rushAs if tired of the living Now you’re decoratedIn the flowers you hatedIn a world full of contradictionsYou were…

Where the Lilacs Bloom

When I die Bury me on the hill where the lilacs grow Sing a sweet song The one you always sing Let your voice rise to the heavens Or sink to the lowest depths So when I die, I’ll still be able to hear your voice. Let the last note linger in the air As…

To sing and dance in the Macabray Parade

There are musicians in the streets A parade they say Oh the crown has won the day Our country is now at peace No need for enemies We can relax and play We can sing and dance in the Macabray parade Oh what a day What a night We can sing until the moon has…

An Elusive End

The flick of a wrist Has led my soul to the darkest abyss Staring at the one I called my own My soul has left this landing No place to call home Tell me wise sir, How can I not understand The toss of a hand The motion is so smooth Yet I am perplexed…

The Lament of the Lost

Our Blood stained banners has risen in the sky tonight Heed the call Come join the war Before it comes knocking at your door Ladies and Gents Prepare yourself Your blood will line the floor This is not a war you can win You are the dead And the dead has no place among the…