Emoness

Firstly the author would like to apologize to all the readers for not posting for so long, he was lost somewhere in his own mind (No he does not have a mind map!). The author would like to thank you all for still sticking to his blog even through its thick and thin. He would also like to take this opportunity to wish that all you readers have a nice day. =)

The author would like to touch on this very controversial topic of emo people, or as they are not so popularly known, emotional people. Being one of them, he would like to clarify certain misconceptions about emo people(No he is not crying or moping while writing this!!). Emo people are just people who have a little less control over their emotions, this is not something they like or have a choice over, mostly some incident in their lives makes them forget what it is to be like everyone else, they tend to start thinking a lot more deeply and profoundly(Yes the poems are a result of these emotions!). The stereotypes of being emo according to people is that emo people cry a lot, wear black all the time, always want to die, never take interest in life, never reveal their emotions and that they r dumb and sissy like. There are indeed people like these, but they are not emo's, we emo people are like other people too. We have emotions which are NOT dead!(The author would like to apologize for being a little pissed) Emo people may indeed like the concept of death and the color black, but that is usually due to the fact that they have been through some form of tragedy in their lives. It does not give any other person any right to make fun of us(Yes, the us refers to the author and the emo people). All of us have our flaws in life, and all that is wrong with emo people is that they have uncontrollable emotions. It is not so hard to be sensitive to other peoples emotions or feelings. The author would like to request the reader to be a little more sensitive to an emo person the next time they come across one.
Right now the author would like to stop writing.
He wishes that you all have a great day and keep smiling. =)

The Silent King Of Songs

Silently walking through the night,
Unhaunted by screams of fright.
Quiet steps on the ground,
Aimlessly walking around.

screams piercing through the night,
His men have lost the fight.
Going on without a though,
his mind is blank,the war fought.

Tired eyes look for him,
finding him as he sings.
Gentle melodies floating through the darkness,
resting in the heart of the lifeless.

He walks through the open fields,
tired and spent he feels.
Its time to once again meet his lover,
She waits for him in the lands of the maker.

He tells his men to lay down their arms,
to leave him alone with his songs.
They hear him sing loud and clear into the dark,
They bow their heads as he, for her,departs.

Tear

This is something the author liked very much =)


"If I were to be reborn,
Let me be reborn as your tears
So that I can be born in your heart
made in your eyes
live my life on your cheeks
And die on your lips"

Thunder

As the thunder streaks across the sky,
illuminating patches of land with its light.
muffling with its boom , the child's cry,
a tiny figure holding on to the tree, tight.

tears, mixing with the rain, stream down his face,
small eyes, spread wide in fear.
Underage player, casualty of the rat race,
separated, from loving ones he holds dear.

Frightened faces in the windows show their worry,
bold words and a conscience long buried.
with oppressed souls they say their sorry,
leaving the crying mother and the father worried.

They sent him out, knowing the storm was coming,
sent him far to hold him closer.
the world is dull and the birds arent singing,
they stand and wait for him to return home a winner.

The boy is quiet, he cries no longer,
his silence speaking more than words.
he'l learn to master his fear,his anguish harder,
the thunder made him as sharpened as a sword.

Moonlight Dancer

I swing my arms, so happy,
flowing in the rhythm of your joy.
the peace invades my mind,
i believe now is the time.

I slide into the center of the ring,
with natural grace i swing.
To flow from one form to another,
to dance with the joy of a lover.

I swing through this mindless fray,
keeping sorrow and pain at bay.
laughing i waltz through the walkways of time,
contended swinging in the motion of life.

I watch you looking at me dance,
swaying in the rhythm's trance.
Taking your hand i sway with you,
Lifting you high, loving you.

This dance of live is meant for two,
dance with me, this is what we are meant to do.
swaying with me,letting me hold on to you,
Elegance in life be true.

By Your Side

I tuck in my wings and smile,
I close my eyes and see into your eyes.
I take in my last breathe of solitude,
your scent is filling my soul.

I clench my fists tight,
missing your touch.
I spread my arms wide,
my heart smiles, as my eyes cry.

leaping off the edge,
towards the end my time.
speeding towards the light,
i see you waiting for me on the other side.

I reach out and feel your touch,
gently i draw you closer.
Opening my eyes to your smile,
Im glad to be by your side.

This Night

i wish to hang on to you forever,
hold you in my arms and feel your warmth.
Something about you saves me,
babe, i need you tonight.

stay with me here tonight,
hold me in your arms, tight.
I look at you in the eyes,
desperately drinking in their light.

sit with me here tonight,
make me feel everything is all right.
lay in my arms forever,
let me hold you close, hold you tight.

Dont go leaving me tonight,
let me drink your soul.
lay with me tonight,
let me love you forever more.

Memories

All of my memories keep you near,
deep in my heart, antidote to my fear.
Babe you know i'l hold you close,
i'l be with you, when i'm gone.

I'l leave you with memories,
to keep me me near.
Memories for you to hold dear,
Enough for you to cherish after years.

In this life i'l try,
to leave you with enough love to remember me by.
All of those things which we did,
all those memories to keep me dear.

Hope there is a way,
to stay in your arms forever more.
To live those silent moments,
to remember my whispers in you ears.

Let the memories ease the pain inside,
know that i'l wait for you on the other side.
Someday you'l be mine, in my arms,
Then we'l leave the memories behind.

Wants

A tiny pawn in this game of life,
a twisted piece of flesh and bone.
A sodden soldier, battered by the hands of fate,
left to live on lifez scrapes.

A beaten man, a broken soul,
a stupid mission etched into his soul.
A mask of lies and his heart,
his weapons in this fight.

he looks his reflection in the eye,
he sees the pain, the deceit and the lies.
the mask slips over his face, the eyes go blank,
he looks again and hates himself.

the anger drives him mad,
a broken man, tearing at his face.
he wants to live, to laugh and smile,
he wants to be held and loved alike.

The stupid pawn wants a good life,
a want to be hugged and loved.
A cry of anger and tears,
The end is near.

Stalker

I come through your window, silent as can be,
I sit next to you, while you calm, in sleep be.
With shaking fingers i move the hair off your face,
with loving hands i stroke your hair.

I sit and watch your radiant face,
bathed in the moonlit glow.
Mesmerized by your eyes,
i run my hand gently on your face.

I take your soft hands in mine,
Stroking your fingers as you sleep.
I see the smile on your face,
i pray to god, to keep you so.

With moistened lips i kiss your finger tips,
i feel you gently stir.
I run my fingers through your hair,
softly i bite your ear.

I look at you sleeping there,
the moonlight dancing on your face.
I take the necklace and put it next to you,
something to remember our nights together too.

I brush my lips on your softer ones,
running my fingers on your face.
Sleep well, sleep true my beloved one,
I'l be with you forever more.