A weak man walks bare footed, on a thorny path where the strong and powerful do not dare go, the love in his heart is the strongest power he has, knowing full well this path has a being that none dare tread near, to feel fear surrounding every part of his sight and the sound of screams saying “be afraid” or “turn back”, clenching his chest knowing full well that he might perish, not even the heavens dare meet what lyes here and the demons only tread near but never go within, but only he knows the truth, that even chaos needs love, knowing full well who she is and what she can do, he feels every splinter as if a thorn of knives with every prickle, until he fell about to die, was picked up by the love of his existence, the one true impossible love of pure chaos. (This poem is speaking about how true love is always an impossible plan, when beings feel love for another and the one they fell for doesn’t seem to like them at all, love is the only entity that chooses the exact person for you, but it is up to you to make that being love you back and sometimes it means coming close to death to do it)
Poetic Loyalty
“A plan sparks in the eye of one, where none would know till the day have come, stumbling on the path to a name, has made them fall in another’s domain, crawling forward with only themselfs, has made them stop with full of shame, lying still as if time has stopped, until offered help by the ones they thought, has picked themselfs up even if many mocked, standing tall and limping to the goal, has made them to never fall.” (This poem explains that loyalty doesn’t always have to be the people around you to go on your journey, but the small thought of them that was there from the past was enough loyalty in itself to make them press forward)
Poetic Path
“A rigged path that was set by the old, where not even one step was ever alone, for even the path had its own prints, as if none have ever walked alone into the abyss, history was forgotten by the books and tales, but as we stare at our feet, it was as if time turned around.”(This poem signifies that even a path that was with many that all felt alone walking on, if they just stopped to look at their surroundings they could all see that even the dirt they walk on or the trees with no leafs surround them but with markings on them, they were not the only ones on this path towards lonliness. We all must not ignore the signs that even a rock in the dirt can explain what none could in voice to them by another.)
Poetic risk
“A child drowns in a lake full of gators, as the family watch and cry for help, all around watch and pity, but the one who came was meant for the task, throwing themselfs in the lake full of uncertainty, did not stop the aim for the child about to drown, he grabs onto his little brother, roars louder than any lion in the wild, scaring even the natural habitat of the waters, pulling his brother faster and more ferocious than even a deity to safety on the shore, he holds his little brother tightly and only looks at him with silence all around, for they were twins for a reason.” (This poem means that even a child has just as much heart and conviction as even a legend or myth of a deity or hero, if it is someone they hold dear they can do outstanding feats that no adult could do)
The story of a witch
“””There was a girl that slept in the slums of her home town in the distant forgotten ages of history. She was young and frail, but her mind and knowledge were extraordinary. She wandered around begging for food until the day she found a tool, she grasped a small pot in a shape of a molten rock, and thought to herself how she could make her very own plot. She heard stories of adventure and wished to be more than a splinter. So she took the pot and started to plot, she schemed the unworthy as they were not sturdy and eventually became a new identity. She brewed potions made for disaster and charms used to shatter poor souls. She was just a child as all of them knew, so they turned a blind eye without knowing what was in her stew. Months came and gone as none knew how long until the day all the people began to fall in disarray. Panic spread as all seem to not be aware, as word spread of a old women who was named to be unfair. The rumor spread she was known as a witch, for even now none would know it was just a little kid.”””(This poetic story speaks on how rumors of many myths were spread through time and misinterpreted as time went by, for what we knew it was an old women who looked fowl and horrid, but as time go by from the actual truth, only a few will forever know the origin of a myth)
Poetic Nightmare
“I wake in a room filled with red paint, become confused as I had no fate, the room was covered in what seemed to be a fate, until i read the words that said i never ate, the walls started to close in and i could not escape, but then i woke up with a bucket of paint.” (This poem means all dreams have a message to give you, even if they are scary or happy or full of desire, regardless of the dream even nightmares can be warnings of the future or present or even distant past)
Poetic faith
“Weather it be the hand of God, or the trident of Poseidon, The rain of Zeus, or the riches of Buddha, even if it is the evil of Kronos, or the deity we call ourselves, we all stand and praise our faith even in the blinding light that is beyond, we all are at least here to experience it together.” (This poem speaks about how we all handle our lifes and the choices we all make even if they were not the right ones we thought they would be, and ask for help from the ones we all look up to)
Poetic chaotic love
“We were always alone amidst the flames of darkness, our flame could not reveal the light above us, we grew only because of what tainted us, even if the light revealed others happiness, we were the ones who loved the darkness, forever we stand amongst our own, even if the light has forsaken us. “(This poem means that not everyone finds happiness in the same logical sense others dream of, but everyone finds their own happiness regardless of what life throws at them.)
poetry of heart break
The memory of you, shatters all of my sadness, until i see you in anothers happiness, My heart aches as we were happy, even if you are their happiness. (This poem means that sometimes the person you love was not the true love that was meant for you, but you feel pain because yourself is telling you there is someone else out there. That is not just perfect but meant for you)
A poetic simplicity.
Roses are red, you remind me of my life, aslong as you are here, i’ll gladly pluck you closer than near. (This poem means the ones you love will be the ones you hold closest to your own heart).
poetry is a MESSAGE 