No Apology
Veritas
When words are said, and said in truth,
Togetherness and harmony it can undo.
The world is shaken, peace is rocked;
What was before is no longer thought.
And he who spoke is filled with regret,
Filled with sorrow, and yet --
He finds now, that all is done,
He’s better a lonely than a lying one.
From the Heart
The heart speaks and I fail to listen;
The heart speaks, I shut her out.
The heart speaks, and I finally listen;
The heart speaks, still I doubt.
The heart speaks, and I finally hear her;
The heart speaks, no reprimands.
The heart speaks, and I truly hear her;
The heart speaks, no one understands.
Pretending
You ask me what the problem is,
And pretend to care,
Even though you’d rather not
Find out what is there.
They say that you will be set free
When placing truth above all else,
But what you know can’t hurt you.
I’ll only hurt myself.
I can’t hide my feelings,
And say that I’m alright.
But don’t ask what the problem is
If you don’t want a fight.
If you don’t want to hear it,
Then you don’t need to know.
And maybe you were better off
When the truth I didn’t show.
The Drive
Hands tense, I grab the wheel,
Hardly knowing how I feel.
Foot rests upon the gas,
Worried that I’ll go too fast.
Fast I go and faster still,
Hardly driving with any will.
Faster, the road passes by;
So fast it seems that I could fly.
Fly I don’t; instead I fall,
Roof, hood, trunk, and all.
Crash I did, but now I know
Just how fast I should go.
The drive was rough, it’s no mistake.
But now I know the road’s no fake,
And just the turns that I should take
If successful journey I wish to make.
Disenchanted
When I was young, I’d spend my time
Wishing on the stars.
Now I’m older, still there is no
Clue to where you are.
I hoped hard with all my heart;
Dreams kept me enchanted.
Now no hope is left within me
Since love was never granted.
In the past, I hardly thought
That there was a tomorrow.
In the present, I know that
There’s one that’s filled with sorrow.
When I was young, I was unafraid
Because love was bound to find me.
Now I’m older, but still I am
Left let-down and lonely.
I hoped hard with all my heart
That my wish would be granted.
Now no hope is left within me
Since I was disenchanted.
The Cure
Falling for fantasies,
Rejecting what’s real.
That’s not the way that a person should feel.
Your eyes wide open
‘Stead of wide-eyed.
That’s the approach that ought to be tried.
Living for others
While loving myself;
The very best medicine for my heart’s health.
Victory
If you’d rather save your skin than bleed when getting shot,
These risks will keep you from the battle that I fought.
The territory that I faced was strange and uneven.
Even when the ground was rough, it couldn’t keep me from believin’.
Although sun I couldn’t see, I knew I’d see the morrow;
For this hope, I did refuse lasting hurt or sorrow.
Many wounds I then received, but to none did I succumb,
For all my wounds will heal with time until there are none.
Torn and ragged I came from battle, a bruised and beaten me,
But even though battle was lost, I had my dignity.
I never really did surrender, so losing caused no pain;
Costs of losing small compared to the spoils I have gained.
The lessons learned and techniques taught will help me to achieve
That shining moment, that lasting glory, my future victory.
Imploded
I felt safe behind my window
Because I thought nothing could pass.
Then you came along, and suddenly
I’m standing in shattered glass.
A Block of Ice
Holding on to a block of ice
At first feels cool, first feels nice.
Then you see your fingers turning blue,
And realize that you’re frozen, too.
A Daughter's Address
Did you think that maybe I
Have my feelings, too?
That deep down inside my soul
Lies a heart that’s true?
Did you think that maybe I
Have my own position?
That my heart and its hidden thoughts
Deserve their recognition?
Did you think that maybe I
Hate the hurt and scold?
That I get when I pretend
To act indifferent, cold?
Did you think that maybe you
Should make up your mind?
That you might scold even when
It’s a heart that you will find?
Did you think that maybe I
Am a human being?
That I look inside myself
While from you I am fleeing?
Did you think that maybe I
Don’t need an explanation?
That instead what I really need
Is just a little cooperation?
Did you think that maybe I
Don’t need you to protect?
That, although this is new to me,
I have my self-respect?
Did you think that maybe I
Am not who I was before?
That I might know just what to do
When I walk out the door?
I hope you know that now I am
Not the same as yesterday.
That no matter who I was before
They can’t lead me astray.
I hope you know that now I am
Both wise and strong.
No matter what they try to do
With faith I’ll carry on.
Shackles
That iron ball once kept me down
From moving on from this old town.
But now I will no longer bleed
Since from the shackles, I’ve been freed.
Transformation
In the past, my mind was fogged
With worry and with doubt.
Never knowing if I was in,
Or if it’s time that I was out.
Now my mind has finally cleared,
And the sun is in the sky.
I don’t need any ‘ifs,’
Even when asking ‘why.’
In the past, I depended
On the actions of others.
I’ve finally learned that I can act
Without waiting on another.
Now my thoughts make sense.
Although it took too long,
I’ve finally learned to stand on my own,
And have the strength to carry on.
Lovestruck
Words said strong
Yet spoken soft.
At them never
Could I scoff.
For words spoken
Oh so true,
Praise would never
Even do.
Reading runes
Never written,
You strike a heart
Thought unsmitten.
Frail I am,
And short on will.
Wound from arrow
Pains me still.
And yet the wound
I’d rather have
Than be whole
Yet only half.
My life do take;
Leave nothing left!
Leave me, and
My soul’s bereft.
A thoughtful poem
I give to you;
Words said soft
Yet spoken true.
Jealousy
Jealousy
Malicious monster
Jealousy
A fiery foe
Jealousy
Helps hatred
Jealousy
Sedition sows
Jealousy
Wounds the weakest
Jealousy
Overtakes the tongue
Jealousy
Lifts up lies
Jealousy
Kills old and young
Jealousy
Diabolic dissenter
Jealousy
The wicked one
Jealousy
How we all resent her
Jealousy
Who spares no one
On the Market
High price on love,
High price on life.
High price on love?
Wouldn’t it be nice?
High price on toil,
High price on strife.
High price on money
That consumes your life.
High price on others,
High price on selfless,
High price on others?
Not if it leaves you penniless.
High price on art,
High price on self.
High price on art?
With those dusty books on shelf?
High price on hiding,
High price on fight.
High price on fear;
From truth we do take flight.
The Rose
“Why a rose?”
He asked to me, for then he could not see.
“A rose is frail; it withers and dies.”
He’d been listening again to all their lies.
“A rose never dies,” I did reply.
“Though her petals on the outside may fall,
The roots remain grounded,
And the rose forever will stand tall.”
His Eyes
Starry as the night sky,
Deep as the sea;
Looking into them
Sends a chill through me.
Bright as a diamond,
Warm as the sun;
Looking into them
Makes me want to run.
Sparkling like water,
Glowing like a fire;
Looking into them,
I see my own desire.
Radiant as light,
Pure as snow;
Looking into them,
I know where I’ll go.
Man in the Moon
The fog begins to cloud your mind,
The thorns tear at your soul,
The shadows lead your heart astray;
Even when blinded by darkness,
Remember the light of the moon.
Morning Star
One by one, stars disappear
As the dawn draws slowly near.
But there's one who still remains
No matter what the price or pain.
When sympathy seems out of sight,
The morning star then shines her light.
Flying
When the currents of the winds are strong,
It’s then I’m able to keep on
Flying.
But when the wind falls,
I come down wings and all,
Flying.
But right before I hit the ground,
You lift me up and I am sound,
Flying.
Small, little bird in a lonely place
Feels safe only with the wind on her face,
Flying.
Scared sometimes when you say goodbye,
But you’re never too far when I’m ready to try
Flying.
John
His hands have been chafed, made tender and sore;
So much blood’s been lost, they hardly left any more.
The lumps on his back are his only tip,
A painful reminder of the master’s cruel whip.
His feet are rough and cracked from the sun,
So many times a day he dreams he could run.
But the ever-watching eye of that cruel white hawk
Makes running a hazard since then he’d be stalked.
So he dreams of the sunset when chariot'll swing low,
Free him from purgatory as heavenward he’ll go.
Little Sister
Little sister,
Little thought.
Think of outcomes,
She does not.
Little sister,
Little regret.
For fallen she
Has not yet.
Aries
The ram is always on the run,
Full of energy and full of fun.
The will of the ram is always tough,
Though the road is often rough.
With cheery spirit and trusting mind,
Many friendships she will find.
But kind soul falls easily prey
To those who try to lead her astray.
Pisces
Fish swims down a winding stream,
Getting lost in his own dreams;
Creating worlds he can only find
In the depths of his own mind.
He wishes for one to call his own
Who will be his heart and home,
But this the fish can never get
If love of life he hasn’t yet.
Taurus
A bull has strength, but only so much;
She needs someone to hold, someone she can touch.
Someone who won’t her affection suppress,
Who she’ll put above others and consider the best.
Someone who is like her in soul and in mind;
This sort of someone is not easy to find.
But the bull has patience, long will she wait
‘Til that someone answers when she knocks on the gate.
Cancer
The crab goes through life with no apparent alarm;
The strength of his shell seems to keep him from harm.
But underneath the armor is soft skin, you see;
At times he may suffer from insecurity.
Confident on one hand, cautious on the other,
It takes time for him to put his trust in another.
His pincers are sharp, and will never neglect
The woman he'll one day choose to protect.
Leo
It may seem his head is rather large;
That when it comes to feeling, he missed the barge.
But the opposite is, in fact, true;
He feels more deeply than me or you.
Sensitive soul is easily trod
By those who have no conception how hard
It is to be proud, but not proud only.
So he's left on his own, lost and lonely.
Virgo
Virgin quiet, virgin shy,
Simply trying to get by.
In a world that misunderstands,
He’s reaching out for a hand.
Silent soul softly speaks
For the mighty and the meek.
But he reserves his proudest gait
For she who will appreciate.
Libra
The scale seeks balance in her life,
So she frees herself from strife
By working hard and playing the same,
But gets caught up in her own game.
As she longs and she yearns
For the love that she has earned,
She winds up making mistakes
Not knowing who’s worth the time she takes.
Scorpio
Scorpion’s one who feels secure;
Of his own capabilities he is sure.
But the strength of self may be his fall,
If his desire to control does conquer all.
Independent, he’d do fine on his own,
Making himself his own kind of home.
If he is to ever let someone else in
It’s someone submissive or just like him.
