Vanity: You are no Fairytale

The Debut: The hearts you place in your eyes are deceivingly sublime. Stop those claws from the pearl of your skin. Take instead the bite of your lips to make accounts of the smiles you receive (ignore the pity). Wear it like badges upon your chest, but on your wrist. The Silent Ball: The pallor of your skin is not envied, Belle. The horrors of your nights are not hidden, and yet not horrifying. The whispers that ring your bells and shake your tea cups isn't gossiping Jealous, and the white room isn't encased in rose thorns (bending in coquette curiosity). The Fall of the Midnight Hour: Hence to your image in the ripples of the lake, and just as humble humility comes - it comes too late. The rose petals have fallen and the frozen pool has stolen your image. Hiding it in copious dew. --- Hello Everyone. This isn't a poem. And probably doesn't make sense to a lot. It just, wove out you could say as I wrote on a page: I have nothing to write...it began writing itself. So, much love. I remember you all, so come out of the shell to say hello. -Rachel

Bloom

How fall the horses' hooves upon mossy ground, As the earth below crumbles to dust. Then wooden wheels trample the barren, Ground parched with water's lust. The beast is barren for the harvest gold, As the sun races across the flannel sky. When all behold the beast has reared, For a falling flower in the rye. Words like music float from the fallen lily, A question in the coda they form. Why oh why you beast of light, Have torn me from the ground. There was an ocean in the face the music formed, Red roses beneath the mountain shade. Like a tremulous stem of lotus blooms, Upon the white tree the face laid. The winter child alighted upon the ground, And laid his lips among the roses. Then turned to the fallen flower as, The evening sky's light door closes. He lays the lily among the groves, And smiles as the flower sighs. The love of her floats like mist, For the winter child as she cries. And then he falls as the lily dies, From his unforgiving barren cold. And as the winter falls the fields explode, In frozen lilies of gold.

End Of Beginning

cold black eyes stare me back as a tear rolls down inside never to show what you hold i suffer the not knowing why gray is turning black a void being defined memories beckon again foreshadowing my heart a ghost was i?? to unburden yourself?? just a mean was i?? towards your end?? never knew did i?? just what i meant?? i want to see you cry,, just for me this time.. i want to hear you call,, my name in your final breath.. i want to see you fall,, and try to reach my hand.. i want to know,, if i meant anything at all.. an empty shell were you?? in which i tried to fill my heart.. an eternal darkness were you?? which i tried to turn to light.. damsel in distress were you?? whose knight i tried to be.. what am i? did you never ask yourself?? why am i? did you never wonder why?? who am i? did you understand what i mean?? why should i? i never asked myself..

Evening Light Is Failing

Time is standing still, Finally still for me. As I see the water fall silent, My gentle wind is free. Shattered glass of myriad memories, Fall unto the green water. And the river shines a red glow, As the flickering shadows grow longer. Its time for you to set, My Divine Light, Long have you shined at heights. Long have you warred the mighty rain clouds, Against dark nights with dying lights. For once the horizon is not black, The oceans are quiet as a still morning calm. The winds are retreating into the mountains white, And no rain clouds threaten the winter lark. When the last wave on ocean shores broke, The sun died into the welcoming night. The water was still as the winter snow, As the light disappeared beyond their sights. Sleep my Sun, sleep forever, Rest your light for the morning after. For you may yet rise again, Like a phoenix burning in an orange light. But then the morning never came, And with it never came the sunlight. This sunset was final it seems, For the morning never met the horizon bright. This will be my last poem I guess. I'm quitting.

Cheating Shadows...

Ive got aged jars with venom floating inside, when i wished for clouds so silver lined, and is it its insanity that beckons me, or is it your ignorance that holds the key. The tunnel ended in light, I ran as you came, the house breaking down, in its mason's mains, and as soon as I touched you and held you as mine, you vanished yet lingered, like passing time. Body spinning in circles, eyes searching for stones, no rubble, no blood, finally a home, every wish, every prayer finally come true, and I'm stuck ouside, with a brand new,you. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The Dying Of The Light

Take me away, to a land of oceans, Where the land is swallowed by the withering waves. Where the water is swept by the buffeting wind, And a red darkness envelops the sky. Where the stars are dying in the dark night, There shall the solar wind fall. To bury the last strands of the final light, The forest trees stand tall. The clouds are the enemy, Who have captured the evening light. The hail of rain pierces the oceans black, As it falls through the mourning night. Destroying waves rise a mile high, But still can't free the sun. The bleak horizon darkens with tears, Falling from the dying sun. How can the moon now rise, Without the sun's light? What's beyond the clouds no one shall know, For the sun has lost its final fight.

Flecks

I am an eraser- I rub away your pain and sorrow. Give you a little of me Willingly... my heart and soul Soon all of me whole, Till I'm not shiny and new, I don't erase like I used to. I'm still there ... as I am erased all the way, away So I've given you me- Would erase it all away for you again. But now who is to erase the sorrow? the end of me has become? I ask now- What has become of us? And where are we now? ----------------------------------------------------------- Oh you all know I can no longer write, I no longer write. It was good to read all of yours again. I do advise you finally see those comments I should have written a long time ago. Please come back. I'll let you know, I'm here. But maybe not for long? Heylo all. I still love you.