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Monday, March 2, 2009
Death Row
Dear Jean McCann,
The sun rises and sets for the last time as my day of execution draws in,I'll miss the smell of earth after the first rains that spell an end of summer. Forgiveness is beyond fantasy as my deeds were purely ego driven.
A dagger through my heart is a fair justice not the painless fatal injection.A death of dignity isn't deserved by a traitor of humanity such as me. I regret things turned out the way they did...I hope my death tomorrow morning will in a way make up for it.
Yours Sincerly,
Hoelt Van Clejan.
Little Medeliene (Silent Echoes)
She wonders what happened to home
As she walks in the cold empty streets,
Fear, blame and the feeling of being
Unwanted linger in her young mind as
The beasts come once again.
Alone she cries
In the light she tries
To break free and gain
Back serenity,
Beneath their lies she holds still
And embraces the truth.
Her shriek remains unheard,
Her mother still cries
But she still tries
To fight and fly where
She belongs,
Her wings seek tranquility
Her soul sleeps in the cold,
Can she escape her dark fate?
Dearths chills turns to stone
And blood to ice
As more years die in her abscence.
Monday, January 26, 2009
Broken Hope
The rock she sits on falls prey to her weight as
Her body breaks to fragments, Her weightless soul
Becomes victim to the numbness of her shallow
Heart’s desire to remain unloved.
Saturated with the wounds of her past love
The guilt of the gloomy past lingers deeply
In her mind.
The of fear being left alone again won’t let up
As she seeks escapism through numbness from
The wounds he created.
The scars in her mind run too deep to heal with time,
She longs for the moonshine to chase away the darkness
That stopped her heart.
Friday, January 16, 2009
The world of make believe
The tragedy and the torturous agony that was once
Alien to all has brought the world into
The hands of utter darkness.
The violence, hate, isolation and rebelion blind
Us from the truth the we all ought to embrace,
We are running away from or heart's fatal
Desire to live in a fortress of tolerance and peace,
Are we fugitives of the truth? Who are we?
Saturday, January 10, 2009
Black Rose
She stands tall with her heart in its place and her
Will to make peace garnish the thorns of thoughts,
Her smile melts the unseen sadness of the darkness
As she lights the candles of hope.
The creation of misery stings not her sturdy heart as
She shields her fragile children with her black wings,
She flies away from disaster by singing at the door step
Of her intimacy.
Beauty acquaints her with pleasure as her seductive
Spirit glows ever so brightly in the dark,
Untouched waters swirl side to side by the command of
her black beauty.
Feeling, singing and breathing the love of life she realizes
That heaven is just feeling,
Twinkling stars follow her as a hallow grows and glows on
The tip of her immaculate mind.
The enigma of her warmth remains a known secret to they
That seek her glory and heart of healing,
Night sky turns blue as she commands day to kill the dying
And defeated thoughts of her family.
She puts off the flame that endows the weak with shame and rouge,
She paints the sky red and kisses the moon black as she sleeps to rule
Them another day yet to come.
Sunday, January 4, 2009
Wednesday, December 24, 2008
Fall From Grace
Fallen angel fly away before they
Deny you your troubled life,
Flap your dark wings
And think not heavily for you’ll
Fall,
Take your sullen heart to them that
Hold the key to cure it from
The fatal stings…
Just fly away so that they
Don’t bring you down
Again,
The shameful breath you took will
Chase the life that burns in
Your spirit’s core,
Your only hope is to glide to
The valley of the lost and found
That lies beneath the dark weather reside
In serenity,
Fear not the spear of hate that is
Aimed for your heart for you’ll defeat the pain…
Listen to the solemn melody of
The harps that the angels of life play.
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
Won't Stop
Here we are breathing the shame
And sorrow we created as we seek
Escapism from our arch enemy that
Gradually jeers at us in the dark.That which bonded us is victor in
The fray of destroying our once
Immaculate union.
My promise to forever love you
Still stands like a warrior’s word
To bring back the bloody heads
Of the enemies from a hard-fought battle.
The sword that pierced through my
Heart still holds our love in its rightful place,
I don’t regret ever knowing you in
This realm of sheer love,
I love you…
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
Unloved
A nymph though she is the mirrors
In her mind reflect that which shes not,
A feud between love and hate resides
In her emotionless mind as she sits
Thinking what they all hate.
Out of body and out of mind
Her sorrow leaves her faceless…
They were all too busy for her…
She couldn't take it anymore…
The deception was too overwhelming,
She had to do it…
They cant believe what she did,
She’s not hurting anymore.
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