Lonely

Lonely

Walking down this road of damnation,
Trying to trudge the street of redemption.
It was fourteen days since I touched your silky skin,
I'm so lonely you within that I could just scream.

This isn't a poem of sweet wine,
Simply my feelings expressed in rhymes.
This isn't to please anybody,
But to express the sadness residing in me.

I'd rather hear your soft whisper or angry screams even,
Than be shut in this jail of my silent world forever.
See my red eyes from sleepless nights,
But don't dare look at those showy tears I try to fight.

If only I can read your mind,
Or if only I can feel your emotions inside,
Then I can know what makes you really smile.
Please tell me, at least try.

Devil's Guilt

Devil's Guilt

I am feeling guilty,
for questions so nutty.
I ask for the impossible,
causing unnecessary troubles.

Your consciousness sprained,
heart crushed in pain,
I am nothing but selfish,
a devil's personification in flesh.

This may be my shortest poem ever. I just wanted to express my thoughts right now.

The Strange Eulogy

A Strange Eulogy

He was a fine friend,
some of my troubles he mend.
He is my night's companion,
both as bother and minion.

Now he is gone,
I realize what he has done.
He wanted attention,
so he chose death's detention.

I had never realized,
that you were such a prize,
until you won't breath,
until I can't feel your heat.

It may seem strange,
to make a eulogy's page,
for a thing to top,
and most of all, a laptop.

It has been days, weeks perhaps or even months since my last post. What made me post again, was strangely the death of my beloved laptop. lol..

He has served me as a bother and minion for over two years. And finally, with his one year hardware warranty passed, he finally passed on. We can replace his system board but that is too much costly and costs as much as a brand new laptop so I think if ever I would have the money, I would opt for a brand new money.

Well, I just wanted to share a strange eulogy I thought of. And by the way, this is my way of looking positively at things that are completely negative. :p
Hope you like it.

My Resolve

This is a poem I dedicate to my loved one, who I fondly call my baby.

My Resolve

I want to see your elusive eyes,
I long for your very smile,
the sweet smell of your skin,
your hair of black satin.

My life is because of you,
You reside in my heart, that's true.
Without you, I will be gone,
without your love, I am undone.

So even if I defy my destiny,
even if life's against you and me,
I will try my very hardest,
to love you with all my best.

My Poems

Here is a list of all the poems I have posted here.

• My Resolve - dedicated to my baby
• Devil's Guilt
  
• The Strange Eulogy
  
• Beauty
  
• myDream
  
• Dark Angel
• My Trial
• Hurt
• Straying from the line
• Meme's are Flooded
• Worker's Plight
  
• Path to Insanity
• Days In My Darkness
• Lonely
  

Beauty

Beauty

Beauty, what is beauty?
Is it a girl filled with pity?
Is it a lady in sorrow,
that on her cheeks, tears flow?

Should she be fair,
that everyone just stares.
Fair, what is fair?
Is it simply white, or a face that's rare?

Is beauty a field of flowers?
or the sound of rain showers?
Is she a young girl or mother nature?
Is beauty born with or grown and nurtured?

But what I do know,
is that your beauty will certainly show,
through life's hardships and tests,
when you undergo your own quest.

This is in response to prompts from Simply Snickers.

My Dream

My Dream

I went through a hard test,
crossing a lush forest,
parrying teeth of beasts,
and dodging sting of bees.

From the main road I strayed,
I forged my very own way,
then I found an unending line,
that led me to your very mind.

But the wounds I had will heal,
when your soft skin i can feel,
when you soft smile shines,
and when your heart is mine.

Oh, I will look for you,
so my dreams can come true,
that I'll be with you forever,
and pains I'll no longer remember.

This is in response to Simply Snickers and Weekend Wordsmith prompts, and hopefully I'll be online to post it on meme express this saturday.

Dark Angel

Dark Angel

Are you the dark angel,
Who came to this world to mingle?
You came to see the world.
To me, it is hazy and blurred.

Where will you go now,
You who's dark as crow?
Take me with you,
I'll follow no matter where you go.

Will you be amused,
or simply be confused?
For I am a man in the dark,
waiting for you to leave a mark.

Are you the one people hated,
Or are they simply amazed?
I will follow you with open eyes,
Oh I will, 'til your dark feather flies.

This is in response to Simply Snicker's Poetry Prompt - through Sunday, June 28, 2009.

My Trial

My Trial

I tried to reach the light,

and I didn't gave in without a fight.

But in life, I am lost.

Without you, I am but a ghost.

Further in the darkness I slide.

With rules, I can never abide.

Life crushed my spirit,

I am tried to my very limit.

Everytime I make a step,

I slip further into the depths.

A man can't fight his nature,

especially that I am a dark creature.

But in the face of failure,

I want to have a measure.

I don't want to give up,

I will, Oh I will reach the top.

Hurt

HURT

Pain, why are you inside me?

From you, why can't I flee?

My blind heart, you're crushing to dust.

With the wind, you make it rust.

Tears within me won't come out.

Pain and love, both bold and in doubt.

Heavy heart pulls me to the depths.

I can't cry but my heart wept.

For more, I had longed for.

But love, what do you have in store?

More pain, to drown me with tears?

Or joy, so my soul can cheer?

I'm beside you, yet so far away.

I'm lost, searching for your heart astray.

Your mind, clouded and fogged,

unsure, whether I'm loved or I'm a rag.

My love, make up your heart,

before dark's feast starts,

before I am totally lost and gone,

and before my own love's undone.

I'll wait another ten days,

while I hold on with your ways.

But after that very day,

I can no longer stay.

I know when you leave, I'll cry.

But I'll be strong, I will try.

And I know it will hurt me more,

if you stay, but you are outside my door.

Don't leave me hanging,

For more, I am aching.

But until you are sure,

I'll wait for another cure.

This poem was not originally meant for this prompt. I made this poem before I went to sleep last night. I was just so sad and hurt that I have to write something about it. But coincidentally, the prompt words on Simply Snickers and Meme Express matched the words I used on my poem.

Worker's Plight (Poem)

Worker's Plight

I toil for gold,
but what's in sight?
Nothing but mold
and dust in flight.

Each time i swing,
pickaxe hits a stone
and I'm wishing
to see my home.

Each morning starts
in my love's songs.
But left my heart
where it belongs.

So I salute
those at the top,
who plays the flute
while we don't stop.

I hope I am not too late for submitting this poem. I just learned about Simply Snickers and The Meme Express earlier.

Path to Insanity

Path to Insanity
-jethro08 a.k.a. Theo Jr

With tears, i try to find,
the roads of laughter in mind.
Each path i take,
my heart always breaks.

Each course I will climb!
But with aching foot and limb,
I will but retire with regret.
In the end, is this all I get?

I have tried words.
I even painted birds.
Every craft i tried.
But I guess my brain is just fried.

But who else to blame,
for i am going insane.
And in front of each stone,
I bow like its a throne

This is in response to Simply Snickers' Poetry Prompt posted on june 14, 2009.
It had been months since I tried writing a poem and it made me wonder that I still have some skill left, although a bit rugged now. Hope you like my poem as it is my first try on a new mood for my poems. Before all my poems are dark, lonely and full of sadness.