fledglingpoet

Woe to the peasant Determined to be king Entangled in the dragon's claws and wings The deadly traps Destined to be his doom The dragon's hellish layer shall be his tomb He has fought a long fight Refusing any help But without the king's assistance he surely shall fail But yea there is hope A small speck of light Over the hill the king and his knights do ride "O proud peasant shall I help in your fight?" The king didst ask "Be gone," says the peasant "I myself shall handle this task!" He has failed as a rebel And a rescue is needed But 'till he lays down his pride his needs go unheeded He refuses such conditions And the cour

How much does love weigh? When it's at the bottom of your heart When no one but you knows And from that one you're apart How much does love weigh? When it's on you shoulders When you can't say it enough And on your back, oh the weight it bears How much does love weigh? When it's on your mind When for answers it will beg And your hands it doth bind Oh please inform me With my mind do not play Someone tell me straight forward How much does love weigh?

the spice of life has grown mild love once exotic has grown dull for a new experience does my heart's mind yearn the past has past (i hope) never to return in coming years though i do not regret what was done in those passing days i do not wish to return to the state i was in to the day where i cringed at my lovers voice to the day i ran from her embrace i'd rather be a lonely wretch than return to those days i have found freedom and wish to stay free

Cotton slowly floating through the indigo die Looks nothing like this heavy sky The grey weight that has blanketed this soul Is not due to any pain man should know

About...blank always running, in the front of my mind The greatest and most powerful shield Against love and lust, Against relationships and closeness A colorless, imageless, thoughtless, actionless ...screen The ultimate forcefield to deflect your daggers to my heart And all i will ever let you know is, about blank, is about... me

The rush of the thought, the posibility of a first time, As it crosses your mind... Entering her body Invading sacred ground, Doesn't it sound so sweet? Something new only you can know, And even you will only feel it once. The passing of innocence Oh, how it escalates so fast! Moving 0-60, in one thought flat, From only a kiss, to...this

A man walking down the street, Catches the eye of beautiful woman. But as they pass with an exchange of glances, All he can see is... A thick, gold band, that, to her, means nothing.

Fulfillment is known Though its source is not. A hidden supply Fueling an addiction Which does not know And so will endlessly ask itself "What do i long for?"

my silence screams; words unspoken echoing in my heart tears as faithful as the dawn             urging me,                                     yearning that i might find my way home these motions; these feelings i do not understand but do not question                                  these are the makings of my inner being,                                    the one who lives, loves, and dreams                                  as though no tomorrow is in store the portion of me which despises the broken pieces of my spirit; the wretched remnants which wail, mourning the loss of life and falling deeper into the abyss of the sp

So here's to teen angst, And the way it makes us feel. Here's to the boys, that are such a big deal. Here's to the sleepovers, And midnight feasts. Here's to the fights, Bitching the very least. Here's to the friends, Who see us through it all. Make us happy, And stand tall. Here's to the ones, Who break your heart. Here's to the ones, Who tear us apart. Here's to the good times, Here's to the bad. Here's to the people, Who make us mad. Here's to the things, That make you scream. Here's to the boy, Of your dreams. Here's to the ones, You can't live without. Here's to the ones, You forget abou

With your trousers at your knees, you beg of my assistance. You say, "I'm not too hard to please, come on, just close the distance." I'm not sure if you realize, how pitiful you look. While you shower me with lies, I'd rather read a book. Your arrogance is painful, because you're really not that great. Our relationship, disdainful. All you do is compensate. I'd really like to end this all, but I'll have no such luck. Because to daddy you would crawl. Arranged marriages really suck!

Call me Anna, she says, hoping they'll get the vague reference, but they never do, mainly because it's too obtuse, and partly because nobody really reads Moby Dick these days. But it matters not, nothing ever does. She wears her hair swept up and her mind swept away. There are the remains of a meal speckled upon her collar and down the front of her top, but people make sure not to comment. It wouldn't be right, but that's for later. First, call her Anna. Heroines always had such exciting names, she mourned, drowning in jealousy that she instantly hated them all. She embraced the plain out of spite, and insisted that people called her by her

Suicidal Gummy Bears I'm sitting in the sun, It's real, real hot I think I'm dillusional But maybe I'm not I'm looking around and what do I see? A suicidal Gummy bear staring back at me You silly little bear Got no flavor to give Dumb little bear Have no life to live I jump from my chair The bears start to melt They would chase me But their legs can't be felt Crying in anguish They reach out to me Soon a goopy puddle They will all be Silly little bear Got no flavor to give You Dumb little bear Have no life to live.

The first time we went away Together you and me Together in McRae In the sun on those hot days Walking on the beach I had this confidence in me Something I hadn't felt before It's what you gave to me I could have done anything I could have been anything We could have gone anywhere We could have done everything I hate the way I felt alive with you That now I feel so dead without That the decay these worms crawl through This empty shell that I infest I won't be traveling anywhere I won't be leaving home I won't be feeling confident I won't dare fool myself again

I have a wall you cannot see because it's deep inside of me it blocks my heart on every side and helps emotions there to hide you can't reach in I can't reach out you wonder what it's all about the wall I built that you can't see results from insecurity each time my tender heart was hurt the scars within grew worse and worse so stone by stone I built a wall that's now so thick it cannot fall please understand that it's not you continue trying to break through I want so much to show myself and love from you will really help so bit by bit chip at my wall till stone by stone it starts to fall I know the process will be slow