Fear, Doubt, Resignation & Redemption

I'm wandering aimlessly in a desert
A fear settled in my heart that I'll never get out
I'm going to die without a doubt
I'm holding up a white flag, becoming inert

A question always comes up
What's the point anyway?
If my end shall be today,
Why should I pray and hold up my empty cup?

I'm lying feverishly in the sand
Close my eyes and sent my soul to do the will
But I might as well lay yonder that hill
Taking my last steps on this land.

Step by step, I've achieved peace
Thinking back, I've no regret
All my self-expectations have been met
Except for this, ergo my ambition increased.

No, I've retracted my white flag
For my life, I will not beg
I'm already covered in rags
I'll stand and continue on my two legs

The wind knowingly blew me onto the right path
Or was it all my own doing?
There's a destination I'm going
to, and nothing's going to stop me, even His wrath.

And I don't know how I got there
But I placed my hands on the core of my body
Human fear and doubt I've made a parody
I've got everything I need, hands still there, right here.

S. Holmes

I have often wondered if you could love
Problems of chemical, of life you can solve
But can you ever fathom your heart's desires?
If you could, then I'm calling you a liar.

It's strange, uncommonplace, that I can observe
You through words observed by another one dear
And I'm watching you smile as if I'm there
Glad to know that you can exhale joyous air.

I think if we ever crossed path, this I'd do
Wear my heart on my sleeve, for you to woo
I'm still in such awe at the pages of you
These subliminal sentiments always new.

How extraordinary you really are
Marking a place in my soul and places far
I've never felt such admiration for any
Like how you detect, I love more ardently.

World Glitch

It's like it's suffering from a hiccup!
Everyone hold your breath,
Hold it 'till everything goes away!

Animal Talk

Look, there are those silly humans again
Thinking they have much more to gain
Our nature they have destroy'd
And this earth will fall like Troy
And they will try to do more
To try to save this world they tore
But the damage is done,
What once was, is now gone.

The Moth

What misunderstood creatures
With grotesque features
Never regarded highly like the butterfly
Fly into fires shamefully, to perish and die

Oh, children of darkness, attracted to light
It's a part of them they can't fight,
Sleeping in the shadows of day
Like in unburied coffins they lay

They are fluttering outside my window
Struggling against the barrier, low
and high they search for a hole
For it is their sole goal

And when another night comes
An agent of action each becomes
Do they really induce fear?
No, for I shed them a tear.

Vingt-et-un, XXI

I have collected two decades of sand
Enough to map out what is discovered of my island
And I'm bringing out a new glass
To contain the past that I will amass

There are two crosses on the calendar of my life
But life is still luminous like a bee-hive
To make the most of those X's is what I strive
Into new adventures I dive

And I can't believe how far I've come
Arms open and I welcome
Love, melancholy, experience into my home
A citizen of life, my own person I will become

I feel so fortunate and blessed
But there have been tears and blood, to be confessed
But what am I without those things?
Ergo this girl ardently celebrates them, she sings!

There is excitement, fear, and high anticipation
And to love, to courage, to hope, I seek inspiration.

The Silly Poem

Chords tore
Voice sore
Birds soar
Lions roar
Plump boar
Hunters adore
Evil gore
Never before
Lazy bore
Need more
Ugly war
Rain pour
Open door
Called Lenore
Sick whore
Earth's core
Rolled oar...
Enough galore.

Tied, Knotted, and Tangled

My legs are racing against each other
And I've forgotten where I was
I've mindlessly endured all states of the world
Never connected with my sensations
I'd like to say I am experienced,
But the truth is, it's all a blur in my head,
All the images melt into one another
Like rootless trees collapsing,
Like a wet painting, accidentally vacuumed.

He opened his eyes languidly, curtains in a window,
In them, there are still traces of his dream
I looked into these orbs,
And saw myself and the entire world
This shiny reflection is expressive and ineffable,
Like when one has saw something horrid,
Like when one has encountered something magical,
Like when one is overcome with incandescent joy,
Words are falling like Kamikaze pilots.

Humans have twelve cranial nerves,
Distinct functions each one serves,
All of them in me, lack verve,
All my emotions and thoughts, I conserve
In hopes that they be preserved,
So that my true self, from which I will never swerve
These memories which will save me,

can they be reserved?

Fireworks

We never see in the present
Everything is momentary
So our pupils are enlarged,
Wanting to swallow the light
To capture the sparks of the night,
And it sets our heart aflame
And we emit sighs of awe.