Here are two poems I wrote recently, last month, as I was going through some troublesome times. Worry not though, things are all good now. I hope you enjoy them.
The Tome
I live my life as an open book, so please, take a look,
Learn something new and I hope you do.
Some pages are tattered, others are torn
Old pictures are fading, the binding is worn
The script is smudged, written in blood,
Sweat and tears are the text of my life.
Read what you will, see what you want
But the whole of the story is often forgot
Chapters are skipped, pages flipped past
Thumb past the memories that you don’t want to last
Tales of love and regret, of joy and sorrow
The incalculable anger of a child who lost his tomorrow
Do you care to read about the scars of my history?
Can you read through the scorched, shredded chapters of my misery?
Everyone just flips to the annals of happiness and joy
My perseverance, my success, my triumphs, I’m the best!
At least that’s what everyone says, but if only they knew the rest,
That between these covers lay mysteries so dire and dark
These pages hold tales of emotions torn, lost and stark
But no, keep reading; flip past what you don’t wish to imbibe
It’s ok, don’t feel guilty, this is a pain to which none wish to subscribe
No matter how much you flip to the future, or find a blank page
History is written and will continue to age
The stains may fade, the pages may soften
But forever they remain on this canvas, never forgotten
So I live my life as an open book, so please, take a look
But be warned that ye might not get what you expect
Frozen
It was a beautiful day, the sun was shining
Skies of cerulean, the light was blinding
I pulled back the curtains and opened the shades
Exposing my home to those brilliant rays
The air was warm and kissed the air
I stood in the current and felt it rush through my hair
It was beauty and comfort and I soaked it in
I found my solace in chaos, silence from din
I should have seen it coming, I should have read the weather
Nothing is made to last, things wouldnt get better
Skies turned dark and clouds turned gray
The winds gusted and toiled, curtains afray
And then came the rain, lashing down on my face
Like tears from the gods falling stoically into place
The flame of the candle that lit the room, once warm and bright
Now extinguished, the smoldering wick sends smoke into the night
My heart now frozen, numb is my soul
Frostbite on my emotions, you have taken your toll
One day the soon the skies will clear and the flame will relight
But for now I shiver alone, so cold tonight
I will survive
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really appreciated that.
