The moon above, full and bright, casts an eerie glow among the mist.
A gentle midnight breeze whistles through the winter trees
Waving ridgedly to the winter rhythm
The ground is hard from the freeze, the dirt cruches under your feet
In the distance a serigala howls, its haunting voice pierces your soul
The ghosts of the forest creep from the trees
Their cold embrace freezes anda to your core
Desperate to escape anda look into the shadows of the forest
A light in the distance softly shines, beckoning anda to gabung it.
anda run, ignoring the distorted screaming faces from the trees, desperate to reach the comforting light.
anda finally come to it, the light is bright, warm and welcoming
As anda get closer it engulfs you, sucking anda into its protective glow
Soon anda emerge into a different world but it is the same from where anda came
A mirror world...
Darkness to Light...
On our darkest of night
Blessed are we
When we hit Her morning light
Blessed are we
As wind whispers our names
Blessed are we
As we learn through our mistakes
Through time after time
We learn our love
Time after time
As She is sent from above
Blessed are we
As we live our lives
Blessed are we
Our tears are clear as the sky
Blessed are we
When we are done
Blessed are we
When we are bright as the Moon and the Sun
She watches us
To make sure we're safe
From the dangers unfolding
As the sun sets
anda hold a mask of betrayal,
as your summer air scented body feels as if it might fall, you've reminded yourself again and again that you're no lebih than another face to me.
anda hold mawar in your clenched hands,
anda told me each petal is for every lie of mine anda forgave, and now our lovely mess of trust is beginning to fade.
Promised me you'd build yourself a grave, in the middle of Autumn where we first met and never thought you'd get to say good-bye.
The night welcomes anda into arms anda call innocent, it wants anda to follow it down to the sea, the night in which anda used to hide from.
I want to scream 'I'm sorry'
I can't say anything,
nights before, I let your mawar die.
The look of betrayal that lingers upon your face, underneath the cinta that's obvious in your eyes,
'I'm okay' anda say,
and just like that, the night took you.
as your summer air scented body feels as if it might fall, you've reminded yourself again and again that you're no lebih than another face to me.
anda hold mawar in your clenched hands,
anda told me each petal is for every lie of mine anda forgave, and now our lovely mess of trust is beginning to fade.
Promised me you'd build yourself a grave, in the middle of Autumn where we first met and never thought you'd get to say good-bye.
The night welcomes anda into arms anda call innocent, it wants anda to follow it down to the sea, the night in which anda used to hide from.
I want to scream 'I'm sorry'
I can't say anything,
nights before, I let your mawar die.
The look of betrayal that lingers upon your face, underneath the cinta that's obvious in your eyes,
'I'm okay' anda say,
and just like that, the night took you.
Alone i sit,
reminiscing about the past,
stuck in the present and
wondering what the future has in store for me!
i have been on this road before, many times,
all alone and none to care for,
but now things are different, things have changed;
walking the line between sanity and insanity,
carefully balancing this little existence of life,
fear, pain, happiness, frustration, anger, dreams, cinta and worry,
all hidden beneath these sleepless eyes;
scrambling through this barbed wire (of life),
searching for a light in the darkness,
screaming and fighting, weighed down
oleh life’s many complications and expectations;
as the night approaches, the storm has passed, for now,
i try to sleep, i try to rest, as i lay quietly,
while my dreams nurse me back to health,
to fight another day;
so into the long night’s dream, I trudge along,
with no one else in sight,
looking for stars in the dark,
as i hold on to fight another day;
reminiscing about the past,
stuck in the present and
wondering what the future has in store for me!
i have been on this road before, many times,
all alone and none to care for,
but now things are different, things have changed;
walking the line between sanity and insanity,
carefully balancing this little existence of life,
fear, pain, happiness, frustration, anger, dreams, cinta and worry,
all hidden beneath these sleepless eyes;
scrambling through this barbed wire (of life),
searching for a light in the darkness,
screaming and fighting, weighed down
oleh life’s many complications and expectations;
as the night approaches, the storm has passed, for now,
i try to sleep, i try to rest, as i lay quietly,
while my dreams nurse me back to health,
to fight another day;
so into the long night’s dream, I trudge along,
with no one else in sight,
looking for stars in the dark,
as i hold on to fight another day;
Can Words Describe
Can words describe the beautiful individual anda are
Can it really put altogether what anda really are,
for anda are special
It is easy to see that God spent extra time with you
My jantung is enlighten just oleh knowing that anda are in aman, brankas hands,
that I need not worry, nor draw any concern
I pray that in time we'd be good friends, but if not so, then
not so
I pray for the opposite, for the thought of being friends
is something worth fighting for
And no words can't describe the type of person anda are, and
that's okay, cause it is better to tampil it anyway
By
Autumn Agnew
Can words describe the beautiful individual anda are
Can it really put altogether what anda really are,
for anda are special
It is easy to see that God spent extra time with you
My jantung is enlighten just oleh knowing that anda are in aman, brankas hands,
that I need not worry, nor draw any concern
I pray that in time we'd be good friends, but if not so, then
not so
I pray for the opposite, for the thought of being friends
is something worth fighting for
And no words can't describe the type of person anda are, and
that's okay, cause it is better to tampil it anyway
By
Autumn Agnew
The moon rises as my soul falls
Into a sea of nothingness
Bleak and barren I stay there waiting for
For a cinta that will never come
My life is now an infinite loop of sorrow and hurt
Now that you're gone
The crickets serenade a song of sad romance
The story of my life
As I walk along the road less taken
The road of depression
And jantung shattering tragedies
That bring the little joy I have
To an untimely end
When I need it most cinta cannot be found
And I am alone left to wander the realms of my mind
Without a hand to lead me out of the darkness
Onto the light and into a peace of mind
And a fully mended jantung
Full of some hope
But I am but a wallflower
Blending in with the walls as I watch people go into
The blinding light of pure happiness
Into a sea of nothingness
Bleak and barren I stay there waiting for
For a cinta that will never come
My life is now an infinite loop of sorrow and hurt
Now that you're gone
The crickets serenade a song of sad romance
The story of my life
As I walk along the road less taken
The road of depression
And jantung shattering tragedies
That bring the little joy I have
To an untimely end
When I need it most cinta cannot be found
And I am alone left to wander the realms of my mind
Without a hand to lead me out of the darkness
Onto the light and into a peace of mind
And a fully mended jantung
Full of some hope
But I am but a wallflower
Blending in with the walls as I watch people go into
The blinding light of pure happiness
How do anda feel mad
Sad
Happy glad
I know what your thinking that this poem is whack
But my mind is empty like a black hole
All my ideas are gone like someone mencuri
Them away for them never to return
This lost of inspiration makes me want to shout
Something is wrong like a sad kid without a pout
Why can't I write something creative
Somebody help me somebody find them
Find my ideas they're precious to me like a rare jem
Please writers block come another hari
Maybe I need to clear my head and get some air
Find people I can share
My horrible pahit writers block
Sad
Happy glad
I know what your thinking that this poem is whack
But my mind is empty like a black hole
All my ideas are gone like someone mencuri
Them away for them never to return
This lost of inspiration makes me want to shout
Something is wrong like a sad kid without a pout
Why can't I write something creative
Somebody help me somebody find them
Find my ideas they're precious to me like a rare jem
Please writers block come another hari
Maybe I need to clear my head and get some air
Find people I can share
My horrible pahit writers block
The line 'love is a fallacy' isn't justified,
it is evidence of a coward's voice.
But when cinta is understood, pain is nullified
it all fades away as we smile and rejoice.
Know that emas has no value to the soul
that it cannot just simply fill and empty hole.
cinta cannot be sold; neither can it be bought
but the truth that cinta can hold, can only be caught.
I would not compare cinta to a rose
the comparative pairing is what I find far too bold.
cinta is meant to be kept exclusive and beautiful,
not to be shown off which isn't meaningful.
The feeling flows freely as water.
It's our necessity and a hope-giving trait.
It's beautiful, desirable, there absolutely is no other,
'Tis a strong surge of current that overpowers all hate.
it is evidence of a coward's voice.
But when cinta is understood, pain is nullified
it all fades away as we smile and rejoice.
Know that emas has no value to the soul
that it cannot just simply fill and empty hole.
cinta cannot be sold; neither can it be bought
but the truth that cinta can hold, can only be caught.
I would not compare cinta to a rose
the comparative pairing is what I find far too bold.
cinta is meant to be kept exclusive and beautiful,
not to be shown off which isn't meaningful.
The feeling flows freely as water.
It's our necessity and a hope-giving trait.
It's beautiful, desirable, there absolutely is no other,
'Tis a strong surge of current that overpowers all hate.
When anda left for your flight
I was here left alone
in the dark unwelcoming home
missing
how anda would talk, walk, and do silly things.
I stride down the hall.
playing with my
rubber ball. what else is there
to do? but then i remembered
anda berkata “See anda soon”
my stomach turned to butterflies
I flew across my chair
awaiting your very arrival
there was nothing i couldn’t bear.
without a care
I called leaving ten million messages at the most.
waiting waiting
till anda would come home
I was here left alone
in the dark unwelcoming home
missing
how anda would talk, walk, and do silly things.
I stride down the hall.
playing with my
rubber ball. what else is there
to do? but then i remembered
anda berkata “See anda soon”
my stomach turned to butterflies
I flew across my chair
awaiting your very arrival
there was nothing i couldn’t bear.
without a care
I called leaving ten million messages at the most.
waiting waiting
till anda would come home
As if I've been
Rewarded for the
Deeds I've never done;
I took this sorrow
To shine
When nights are too dark,
When moon is not there;
Oh, to shine
In my cryin' eyes,
To shine
On my sleepy face
This
Transparent tear;
And while the whole world
Is sleeping,
This lonely tear
Will stay
At the corner
Of my weakness,
Away at sea
Where my sun goes down.
~ I know, it's a little short, however I found some time to write this poem.
I actually needed it, I cinta to share emotions and thoughts on paper. ~
poetry and words are eternal!
Fancy?
Me?
I don’t think so.
I got hole-filled
baggy, paint-stained pants
I got manners
I really do
But I don’t do fancy,
I’m tellin’ you
I play video games
watchin’ TV
Fancy, me?
No anda see.
I eat pork chops
on the couch.
When I’m excited
I stand and shout
I yawn and stretch
at 6 o clock
Fancy? Me?
anda will be shocked
I eat klondikes
with my hands
I whip my hair
every blonde strand
Fancy? Me?
Uh, uh! No way!
I play and sweat
on sunny days
Fancy? Me?
No anda see
I’m just me.
oleh peacebaby7
Me?
I don’t think so.
I got hole-filled
baggy, paint-stained pants
I got manners
I really do
But I don’t do fancy,
I’m tellin’ you
I play video games
watchin’ TV
Fancy, me?
No anda see.
I eat pork chops
on the couch.
When I’m excited
I stand and shout
I yawn and stretch
at 6 o clock
Fancy? Me?
anda will be shocked
I eat klondikes
with my hands
I whip my hair
every blonde strand
Fancy? Me?
Uh, uh! No way!
I play and sweat
on sunny days
Fancy? Me?
No anda see
I’m just me.
oleh peacebaby7
Unraveling, Twisting, Seeping
Diving
Swimming through the crimsom blood
In Mortem
Stealing,Running, Hiding
Ending painful, Ending Stiff
In Mortem
Hiding, Silence, Not a breath
Stalking it's prey, Death
In Mortem
Found, yet completely lost
Loved, Losing what was found
In Mortem
Breathing, Fainting, Dying
blueberry blood waiting to turn cherry
In Mortem
Slipping quietly
Fading, Faster, into the light
In Mortem
I'd offer anda my hand,
But you'd pull me down!
Here, take it anyway,
You're worth it
In Mortem
Killing me,
Please don't leave me
anda and I, we must go
Goodbye world
In Mortem
Diving
Swimming through the crimsom blood
In Mortem
Stealing,Running, Hiding
Ending painful, Ending Stiff
In Mortem
Hiding, Silence, Not a breath
Stalking it's prey, Death
In Mortem
Found, yet completely lost
Loved, Losing what was found
In Mortem
Breathing, Fainting, Dying
blueberry blood waiting to turn cherry
In Mortem
Slipping quietly
Fading, Faster, into the light
In Mortem
I'd offer anda my hand,
But you'd pull me down!
Here, take it anyway,
You're worth it
In Mortem
Killing me,
Please don't leave me
anda and I, we must go
Goodbye world
In Mortem
Fake?
Real?
What are you?
Are anda a friend that stays forever?
Will anda help me with life's problems?
Will anda tease me?
Are anda going to point out my flaws?
I don't know anda anymore.
I thought anda were real
Truly, really real
No.
I was wrong
So
So wrong.
I crash into my tempat tidur of comfort
Crying myself into solitude
Yet I bite back at your horrid barking
For it can never destroy me
Ignorant fool
anda ignore me
Yet anda pretend everything is okay
Why?
Because anda are just as two faced as Harvey Dent
Why did I trust you?
anda hurt me, so now the harm that anda gave me
Will come back to haunt you, times three
Remember this:
"Do unto others, as anda do unto them."
Real?
What are you?
Are anda a friend that stays forever?
Will anda help me with life's problems?
Will anda tease me?
Are anda going to point out my flaws?
I don't know anda anymore.
I thought anda were real
Truly, really real
No.
I was wrong
So
So wrong.
I crash into my tempat tidur of comfort
Crying myself into solitude
Yet I bite back at your horrid barking
For it can never destroy me
Ignorant fool
anda ignore me
Yet anda pretend everything is okay
Why?
Because anda are just as two faced as Harvey Dent
Why did I trust you?
anda hurt me, so now the harm that anda gave me
Will come back to haunt you, times three
Remember this:
"Do unto others, as anda do unto them."
you've never made me feel so low
never broken me down so much
never made me feel so dead
yet still long for your touch
you've bullied me and beaten me
watched me as I've trembled
but still held the reins so tight
leaving anda would seem unbearable
now you're the one who's leaving
and I feel like I'm falling apart
people think I'm crazy
because you're breaing my heart
looking at my future
I don't know what to do
my jantung won't ever heal
unless I'm back with you
maybe one hari I'll get over you
maybe I'll pindah on
but I'm never gonna know
the emotional damage anda have done
never broken me down so much
never made me feel so dead
yet still long for your touch
you've bullied me and beaten me
watched me as I've trembled
but still held the reins so tight
leaving anda would seem unbearable
now you're the one who's leaving
and I feel like I'm falling apart
people think I'm crazy
because you're breaing my heart
looking at my future
I don't know what to do
my jantung won't ever heal
unless I'm back with you
maybe one hari I'll get over you
maybe I'll pindah on
but I'm never gonna know
the emotional damage anda have done
anda told me anda cinta me
But anda want out
anda berkata we have no future
So why hang around
anda ask what I want
Yet contradict what I say
You're using "whats best for me"
To get your own way
anda say that anda still want me
Then can't make up your mind
Yet I still hang on to us
Though we are on borrowed time
anda make me feel secure
Then pull the rug from under me
I don't know where I stand
Are anda listening to me?
You've reduced me to nothing
Made me feel everything
You're leaving me hanging
oleh not saying a thing
But anda want out
anda berkata we have no future
So why hang around
anda ask what I want
Yet contradict what I say
You're using "whats best for me"
To get your own way
anda say that anda still want me
Then can't make up your mind
Yet I still hang on to us
Though we are on borrowed time
anda make me feel secure
Then pull the rug from under me
I don't know where I stand
Are anda listening to me?
You've reduced me to nothing
Made me feel everything
You're leaving me hanging
oleh not saying a thing
Slowly as she speaks, she walks with the
deep, jantung and body so sexy, her love
is full of grace, smiles shines with the sun if
known it was on her face.
Her body so warm with passion, her desire is
so meaningful. As to be loved, she was so graceful, deep
and souls powers her life even the sweet children says good
morning to her and good night.
The strengths and challenges takes me over. I got to
have her she is my queen so bronze and bold, she is
the woman I want to hold. Even the acoustics rise me over.
She is my cinta forever as one...
Grace
deep, jantung and body so sexy, her love
is full of grace, smiles shines with the sun if
known it was on her face.
Her body so warm with passion, her desire is
so meaningful. As to be loved, she was so graceful, deep
and souls powers her life even the sweet children says good
morning to her and good night.
The strengths and challenges takes me over. I got to
have her she is my queen so bronze and bold, she is
the woman I want to hold. Even the acoustics rise me over.
She is my cinta forever as one...
Grace
