Poetry 11

It has been a while since I've posted but I have written three new poems and am going to post them now, so thanks for your patience.

Flower Poem

the sun fades
revealing a pale crescent moon
patchy clouds covering
the shining stars
a pale rose
floats along
on a stream renowned
for its devastating tragedies
a dark past hidden
the black rose flows
weeping its tears leaking
into the water below
softly a hand reaches in
picking up the flower
her tears subsiding
as she feels the roses' agony
crouching down
she places the widow flower
over the grave
of her fallen lover
taken from her by mans greed
valiency having no part
in the new world
to be hold
the downfall of mankind itself
its inevitable destruction
the end of us all.

Moulin Rouge


dreams
thats how it all starts
blind innocence and then
the betrayal of your imagination
leaking taunted pleasures into your mind
corruption overrides all
sane thoughts
your image planted
never to be diminished within thy soul
a fire brand of darkened beauty
the crimson flash
swift and soft twirls
parading around doomed halls
laying the hidden trap
falling the desire becomes apparent
lustful motions made
heart thumping with utter contempt
within the dying grasp
snatched away by the evil
a gastly mistake that wasnt ment to happen
inevitable fury and jealousy
fights alongside bitter determination
a song emerges
bonding two kindred spirits
in eternal harmony
until fate rips them away
with defying and cruel words
any hope remaining crushed under
the invisible foot of reality
time a slow cruel enemy
not giving any peace of mind to
the dismal and miserable
a final stand
the song sung
like a ballad of resistance
relighting the fire of love
stitching the pieces of the heart
back together entwining souls
lead to a final bittersweet memory
until fate makes its last move
checkmate
game over, everything ends
a cry of anguish
the end of star crossed lovers.
and so her story begins,
in the tortured mind of her lover
"come what may"
he whispers, closing his eyes
as tears of memories
become his lasting solace.

Final Memory

i fall to my knees
isnt that what you always wanted
to see me down
and begging for your mercy
do you feel strength
from taking life from me?
your nothing but
a bitter sweet memory
of pure agony
a dying light
washes over dark remnants
i once heard
that love was
as light as clouds
yet as heavy as rain
i suppose they were right
for even rain must fall
and love never lasts forever
only in fools dreams
and twisted nightmares
with a sigh rent
from the depths of his soul
silent tears of surrender
falling to his knees
he lets the flowers fall from his hands
onto the grave
of his buried beloved
their love only a haunting memory.
his broken bliss.