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A GIRL UNFREE

I have always hoped that
I can personally do something
For someone in the out side
When you have something
You always hope to do
It is so amazing that no one else can understand it

I know that i cant
I know that i am just a girl unfree
But i still hope to do it

Because i am only a girl unfree
Because i know i cant do it
All the more i feel like doing it

You just need to know
There is such a girl unfree it
You just need to know
There is a poor girl unfree
Then it is enough
You just need to know
There is a girl unfree
Who watches you from a far
This enough

It just that
My heart which doesnt belong to anyone
I was going to give my heart to you
You just need to do that
Just that

You have never given your heart to you
Eventually i began to hate you
So, I wanted to end it
But since i have been so bothered by it
I feel that there is one thing
I have not dont

I have never personally do for you
I cant let go
 
DISAPPEAR TO THE SEA

The turbulent love
Has fade away with the wind
Like the stars and the moon
It has dropped in to the mountains

Even the one thousand years of love
It is as if being carved on the morning dew

Though it is beautiful
It will eventually disappear
I am standing i the sky that has no limits
Looking at the sea
My heart follow the sunset
Flowing in to the deep sea and disappear
 
FEAR

death’s stench filled the air
it beckoned my attention
I turned
a bone man stood before me
his massive black cape
ragged and heavier than he
from his face dangled a mouse
another clung to his ear
with a curled nail
he motioned for me
the odor of decay grew stronger
I was under his cloak
dim visions of photos pinned inside
filled my eyes with horror
a collage of others
terror marked their faces
in the silence of fear
under darkness of cloth
a flash of light filled my space
the photo newly pinned was me
I reached for it
but my fingers couldn’t grasp
 
Break In

How’d they do it?
Can they do it?
Blood is dripping
Eyes are crying
How can they do this?
Have they got a heart?
There she is
On the floor
Crying….crying
Why’d they slice her?
She’s in shock
Shes shouts…
Can you help me?
What she gonna do
Lifeless…helpless, a mess
You can’t help her
You just sat and watched.
What’s this world come to?
Where’s the others?
One’s escaped out the backdoor
Another hidden under his bed eyes peaking out
The youngest clung to her teddy bear wishing they’d just leave.
Her wish has come true
They take what they want
They leave the house
The families reunited
Crying, dirty they wipe their eyes
They crawl up the stairs
Sleep tight everything will be alright
By the end of the night everything will be alright.
 
Insight

Your faces pour before me in an
apocalyptic wave of faded
cellophane trapped images,
those timeless stares
all that remains before me.
I find my fingers restless
with the urge to sift through
the dirt and carry your
old and loosely fleshed corpses
out of your houses
and stare past the sewed
together eyelids.
And to your numerous faces,
some lost forever,
I cry out, begging for
a single hint of death
a warning of the blackened
emptiness.
But your voices only echo back
saying that I fear death as
surely as I must have feared life,
drawing that first, harsh, breath
into my lungs.
And screaming
at the change.
 
The Last Step

She climbed onto the roof, in the middle of the night,
Her body chilled by the winds harsh frosty bite.
A million things through her head at once,
Seventeen already with two sons.

She almost slipped on a broken tile,
She laughed, face spread with a sickly smile.
She stood on the roof staring at the city lights,
A tear she wept as she remembered the fights.

Was this worth the bother?
Her life hung in the balance.
The man she loved had left her,
She thought him to be gallant.
She stood on the edge the wind rushing through her,
Everything including her life turned to a blur.

Her arms wide open, she took her last step,
Her very final step had her plummeting to death.
In her last few moments, she quickly closed her eyes,
Remembering her lover and all of his evil lies.

She hit the ground, her troubles left behind,
She could've found love, the right man she needed to find.
If only she had given it, one more day,
Perhaps she would've realised, this wasn't the right way.
 
Highway 505

Last night there was an accident on Highway 505,
I didn't think much of it, if people survived.
It was two k's and ten streets from my place,
A hellish accident on a highway rat race.
It happened in the silence, the dead of the night,
Busting glass, crushing metal, woke me up with a fright.
I went to the window, sirens in the distance,
Walked back to bed was asleep in an instant.

I tossed and I turned, disturbed by bad dreams,
Dreams of that accident, of horrific scenes.
Woke early next morning, my stomach a tight knot,
Why did that accident mean such a lot?
A bad feeling came from that terrible dream,
I was haunted by one truly terrible scene.
My mind was tormented, confused, a real mess,
My mother called me in tears, in distress.
That bad scene played again in my head.

Jason It's your father...
He...
He's dead.
 
Psychopath

Lost in darkness
Like a silhouette
Have no idea where to go
Screaming due to the numbness made
Finally all it made me hollow

Paranoid feelings made me weird
Strangers passing glancing at me
People I know are just evading me
Yet I couldn't find what was wrong

Doctors holding me tightly
It feels like someone's deceiving me
Was it you who made me this?
Or is it just a paranoia?
Are you blind or am I blind?
Why can't you see things that I can see?

Now I rest in peace
Yet the truth is uncoverd
I know it's out there
Waiting for someone to reveal the truth

The world will change
People will kill, people will die
The world will look like hell
Justice will come when truth reveals
 
who are you?

i see you in the shadows,
everywhere i go,
i catch the reflection in your eyes,
then i start to slow,
i call out "who are you?",
but you don't answer back,
so i just keep on walking,
but someone hits me...smack!
I drift lifelessly in and out of this frightening reverie,
i hope that i don't die tonight,
or that someone remembers me,
so they can come and get me,
i try to scream,
but all's i can say is "who are you? who are you? wh-"
gone,
it was all a dream.
 
The Cup goes Clink

The Cup goes clink
As I drop in my change
And make my apologies
That it isn't more.
Something worth while,
And a little piece of happy
To get you off that dirty
Alley floor.
But all I have is 2.31
Not even enough
To put you on the train
So you can ride around for a Day
Might not be fun
But it gets you out of the rain.
How sorry I feel
That I need to keep
The Ten in my wallet
For Rent on the 'morrow.
How weak I feel
For not meeting your eyes
When you ask if I've got a five
You can borrow.
 
Surgical Slaughter

The hand is reaching towards 8,
Nothing to do but sit
And listen to the half-hushed
Beats of a radio mix dance
Hustle you're not allowed to dance too
While you wait for the Nurse to come and tell you
They are ready to cut you
Open now.
A surgical slaughter much like battle.
Except there's all the anxiety.
And none of the swiftness.
Dread and Patience.
How Droll.
 
My Darkest Fears

Here I lie in bed awake,
waiting till the daylight break.
Nightmares force me up at night,
sweating, screaming, and full of fright.

Staring into darkness black,
the shadows move, they will attack.
Standing over, they watch me breathe,
hovering above, they never leave.

Why oh why can't I scream?
Wake me from this awful dream!
I pull the sheets up over my head,
praying I won't end up dead.

When, I ask, will the morning come,
to wash away the evils done?
I will not rise until I know,
the shadows have ceased their horror show.
 
Grim, the Reaper

He does not eat he does not sleep for this he has been wrought
To go about the earth each day to claim those that are sought
He plows his sickle through the earth and with one tearing sweep
He rids the earth of those whose time has come for him to meet

The carnage and the havoc that he does leave in his wake
And if your name is on his list for you there's no escape
His realm is all lands high and low the waters and the sea
And when he passes all that's left is grief and misery

You don't know when he comes or goes for no one can forsee
And when there is a lapse in time with no great tragedy
You can be sure that he's not far, be it, you or me
And while consumed still in this write, a movement next to me

As I look up from where I sit a shrouded shadow stands
His sickle gleasoning in the dark a slaughter is at hand
And as I try to run away I hear a thunderous slash
And as a twig is snapped in two so are my bones now bashed

My body buckles to the floor, my life now fleeing me
And as the blackness now enfolds me I can faintly see
He places now a parchment paper next to my dazed head
The seal is broken, it's a deed, Title Holder of the Dead.
 
The Guest

There are some things upon the earth that cannot be explained
And if I tell you they be true you might think me insane
To speak of such things in my youth was than a great taboo
But things that go bump in the night I can say this is true.

It started when my nephew came to visit me one day
I sensed that there was urgency in what he had to say
And as he spoke to me of it it sounded quite surreal
And told me it would come at night this thing he'd come to fear.

One night in desperation he confronted it and said
I'm not afraid of you, begone, you phantom of the dead
At this, he said, it lerched at him and held him to the bed
And from his cloak removed a knife and place it to his head
And with a low gut-wrenching sound he uttered thus to him
How then will you escape this night of pain and of mayhem.

My nephew said he then awoke but felt the dream was true
He told me of it now, because, he knew what he must do
And came to ask me if I'd move and keep mom company.
And since he was now running late he had to take his leave.

So I agreed that I would move so she'd not be alone
And so I packed my things and soon I found myself at home.
When I moved in it took a while for me to settle in
But soon I'd start to hear voices as if two men speaking.

I would get up to look around there, every now and then
I'd find no one, so now at night began to use a fan
So this routine to use a fan it seemed to work for me
To drown out sounds of voices of which I could never see.

I did not even think of it, until one night it came
This creature that my nephew saw is here, one and the same
A dwarf-sized, hunched-back entity, and wears as if a cape
And in the dark it just hunched there and with a dreadful gape.

It turned its deformed silouette and starts to sniff around
And now its eyes are fixed on me as if at last its found
But then it stopped just short of me and with a hedious frown
Its jaw agape it starts to speak with a ferocious
sound.

Where is the one I've been assigned to search out and to spite
I could not even speak a word on this filled horror night
And as this grotesque entity still keeps me here at bay
I find myself now terrorized and praying for the day.

It's morning now I'm still in shock what horror I
did see
I told my mom of the ordeal and of the entity
She said my nephew also spoke of seeing such a being
But she assured him all it was, was just a real bad dream.

I told her I'd be moving out to the garage to
stay
It sits apart from the main house some fifty yards away
And since that day that I moved out I've yet not seen a thing
I still hear sounds of voices though as if two men speaking.

And then one day my nephew came to visit mom and me
To tell us that he bought a house for his new family
He told me that one day this week he'd take me to his home
But no one ever mentioned things that took place in that room.

The day is here when he has come to show me his new home
Before we left he'd get some things he'd left back in his room
And now we're off, it's quite a drive, we reached the house by noon
The house was really big throughout and with an extra room
And mentioned if I stayed the night, I'd stay in the guest room.

It was a white two story house, garage also apart
And so we toured the house at leisure, then out to the yard
It's nestled in the country so the area's filled with trees
And sinced we travelled out somewhat now, I could barely see.

But when I turned to view the house, I'd swear that I had seen
Something looking down at us from the guestroom where we'd been
I asked him if his wife and kids had they just now arrived
He said that she had call to say that they'd be home by five
We're back inside the house again where we can better talk
I could not clear my mind of what I saw during our walk
But then decided, it was far and could not really see
And asked him since the drive was long to call me a taxi.

And as we drank and chatted there his wife and kids arrived
We had a little visit there but soon the cab arrived
I told them that perhaps someday I'd come and stay the night
But for today that I must leave and bid them all goodnight.

And as we left I turned around and did now plainly see
The shadow of that terror night it now waves bye to me.
 
Midnight Snack

Stumbling about this misty bone yard,
My situation is grave indeed:
Wrongly inhumed,
Most certainly doomed,
I frantically dug until freed.

These tattered digits are strangely numb,
Why doesn’t my life blood flow?
The worms in my head
Inform me I’m dead,
As I bask in the moon’s spectral glow.

Cursed to exist, at least for the nonce
In these shambling putrid remains—
I hungrily grunt
While lidless orbs hunt
For deliciously fresh human brains.
 
ya.. nie puisi. kalo digabung kagak lucu, boz.. ga enak bacanya.. seumpama puisi cinta.. ya.. gimana.. kan beda genre.. sorry, i'm no use english. cos you too.. ^_^
 
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