The Third Eclipse

A/N: Hamilton has wormed its way into quite a few of my poems.

Word count: 143

Warning: sadness, death


Why is the sky blue?

Why does grass grow?

Why does death steal life

With no warning and no

Remorse?

“Death doesn’t discriminate
Between the sinners and the saints
It takes and it takes and it takes” – [Hamilton]

I swear I won’t let your death be in vain –

Your memory will never be forgotten…

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Music

Word count: 47

Warning: No warning!


Much of my life has been surrounded by it

Usually just for fun, especially for special occasions

Sometimes it provided an escape from reality

It’s when the beat lifts my soul, and my worries with it, that I feel at peace, I just

Can’t live without it

Judgment

Word count: 239

Warning: taunting, mocking, might trigger those with depression.


You shouldn’t be so afraid,

It’s unbecoming of you. It leaves

You vulnerable to their attacks –

To my attacks. You’re afraid of crying?

That they won’t understand,

That they’ll use me and not calmly

Discuss your emotions? How pathetic!

Crying is a weakness, and oh, it’s such

A delicious way to poke and prod you.

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Let Our Voices Be Heard

Word count: 321

Warning: Religious themes, mentions of sexual abuse/rape, slavery, and racism.


The garden of Eden is full of snakes.

The holy churchgoers turn away the poor,

The abused, the women who have a choice,

And don’t have a choice,

All the while they cheat, lie, and steal.

 

The river of the blood and tears of the damned

Grows each day.

 

The Broken and Bruised stand no chance

Against the Patriarchy,

Their tongues are slit from their mouths

And as the blood spills it fills the bottomless,

Gluttonous, pit of the Oppressors.

There’s no salvation for them.

 

Only Pain and Misery.

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Condemn

Word count: 145

Warning: A lot of sadness


Silence.

Silence is golden,

Silence is precious,

Silence keeps me safe.

My mind is a void,

An overflowing, overthinking

Boisterous void which comforts me,

Consoles me, builds me up and

Breaks me down, exploits my fears,

Beats me within an inch of my soul

In one second.

And yet, my mouth can’t form the words

I desperately want to say,

It stutters, it hesitates,

It remains silent.

The words remain in my mind,

Only released on paper

Or Microsoft Word..

 

The silence is maddening.

It is not golden or precious,

It harms me instead of protecting me –

It screams in my mind yet

Refuses to let even a hum escape.

 

Please, please set me free

From the bonds of your cruelty,

For once let me say what’s on my mind

Without fear of judgment or disappointment.

I’d do anything to get of this

Condemning silence