Moonscale's Poetry
Some of my poems. These are all from 2005-2006.
All are copyrighted
Heaven and Hell
Through war and peace, through love and hate
Hell is open and Heaven has a gate
To reach Hell is simple, Heaven is hard
Each is the good and bad side of a card
If humans are both, mixed in mind
How can their souls the right place resting place find
Love
From love I will never be free
Though all the world lies between you and me
But I shall return from across the sea
Your face is imprinted in my soul
Each moment without you takes its toll
In my heart there is a gaping hole
I find no peace I find no rest
Like a lost bird without a nest
I cannot survive this heartfelt test
Pain
No where to go nothing to see
The whole world is closed unto me
Deaf and blind stony and cold
My body feels broken a thousand years old
Trapped in a cage my heart is breaking
My own follies my own unmaking
I cannot die when I cannot live
I cannot receive what I cannot give
Everything is intangible and mysterious
Don’t have any questions can’t be curious
Completely blank my soul is empty
Drowning in despair cold eternity
The only color in lifeless dark
Is the pain the smeared bloody mark
To break through monotony hacked
The pain my body wracked
Writhe in sorrow writhe in dread
Block the true pain of heart and head
Almost gone Almost dead
You Don't Care
You don’t care, You just stare
None of us are really there
No one can break through the shell
If you try, go to hell
No one has any strength left
Breaking hearts is petty theft
Spectators laugh, Spectators weep
Then they eat, then they sleep
Who? No one, cares any more
The dead? the dying? the locked door
Hit bottom, hit the sky
Bouncing up, down you die
Souls are broken, rotten through
No one is left to stay with you
Your Own Evil
A silent scream shatters walls
It echoes -silently- through empty halls
I have no beginning
I have no end
I have no enemies
I have no friends
All who know me know despair
And when I linger
You tear your hair
I am the horrors of the night
I am cruelty I am spite
I am wicked I am hate
Do not try to escape me
Its already to late
You feel my sorrow and agony
But never ever any sympathy
Wandering lost in my world
You huddle in fright
Around your self curled
Hidden secrets beneath a grave
A long lost present you never gave
The darkness comes not from without
You hear your own voice give the shout
Your malice comes from within
Its your own evil that makes your head spin
You know who's guilty and who's wrong
You know whose voice raised that morbid song
Do not try to break free
Because you know
that you are me
Destitude
Destitute crumbling walls
Rumble with sound as another stone falls
Walls streaked black with rain
Shiver with the city’s pain
Twisted spires tumble to the ground
All imbued with melancholy profound
Sighing wind sweeps clouds of dust
Metal spokes are blood red with rust
Wheels turn slowly in the air
But no one, nothing is left to care
Empty streets filled with the past
Only shades of memories last
Nothing is eternal, nothing stays the same
All has been changed since it came
And now the time has come to send
The dying city to its end
Nothing shall stop time’s destructive hand
Over silent ruins wind blows the sand
Columbine
As you watch the funeral, watch people cry,
Did you ever wonder? Ever ask why?
Why did he do it?
Why you might say,
How could anyone hate that way?
How could one person be so cruel?
How could one person be such a fool?
What could drive one to such a crime?
What could be done to prevent it next time?
Who is truly the perpetrator here?
Were they driven by anger, drugs or fear?
Why did it happen and what can be done?
So nothing like this will once more see the sun.
Life
Life is but a breath of air
Filled with suffering yet infinitely fair
All can be lost in the blink of an eye
And all that is left is the winds mournful sigh
Expiring before their dues are paid
In graves are youths beside gray age laid
Only eternal the sky still changing
Even the stars are themselves rearranging
All comes to ruin destruction shall reign
And all the worlds shall reform again
Existence is no insurance against fate
Humanity like the gods shall wreck what they create
Geyser
Sun rising
Beneath, water surging
Anticipation
Waiting
Leaning on the railing
I want to climb over, duck under
Dancing spray
I too dance over the scorched earth
Mist rising
Steam swirling
Floating above the iridescent pools
Water cascading over the mound
Rich with minerals building up the wall
Hissing
The river sings of heat and cold
Sun scorches
The jet shoots up to the sky
The lofty firmament
Blue and clear
Washed white foam
Whitening the heavens
Slowly gushing
Fountain sinking
To earth returning
Peace
The dance ends
The Geyser rests
I too must sleep
Sunset sinking
The Oliphant
Tumbling down the jungle wild
The Oliphant doth come,
He trips and falls
And then he calls
Oh no, I banged my bum!
The doctor said you’re much to round
That’s why you tumbled to the ground
You must control your appetite
Your belt has grown by far too tight.
The Oliphant his diet started
Although his belly greatly smarted.
He lost a ton while having fun.
He went to swim inside the lake,
But that prove to be a mistake,
In he fell,
With a yell,
He almost drowned,
He wasn’t round
He couldn’t float at all!
Luckily he had a red beach ball.
He finally decided to break up his fast,
And stayed fat until the last.
What Do You See?
Look at me closely
What do you see
Can you see my joy
Can you see my pain
Look at yourself
Then look at me again
Do you see what I see
Feel what I feel
We share what we know
And don’t know what we share
Whatever is there
In our hearts
Are they souls
We filled in with holes
Whole and filled in
With goodness and sin
Human and yet
Alien to us
Strange to you
Do I know myself
Do you know you
The Sun
Have you never seen the pale dawning sun
That gleaming burning orb, the golden one
Rising slowly flying across velvet blue
Sparkling horizon where the sun breaks through
Soft light spreads over mountain hill and field
Warmth and energy brings harvests yield
Wheat grows ripe basking in the gentle glow
Waters glimmer reflecting as they flow
The world is bathed in not all-benign light
Parched and dry the dust swirls to scorching height
Burnt and barren the desert ground lies bare
Above the sun glares its uncaring stare
Earth Day
The salt and water in Earth’s first ocean
Put the first life into motion
Self-replicati
ng RNA
Became more and more everyday
Billions of years have past ‘till today
When we celebrate life and shout Hurray!
And ecosystem with diverse plants
Inhabited by the elephants
The open savannah is home to
The stripped zebra and flightless emu
The bones in its neck count only seven
Yet the giraffe’s neck seems to reach up to heaven.
In the deep green forests with shadows cool
The antlered deer, fox and wolf rule
Among the brush, bush and trees
Live many birds, insects and bees
A spider weaves its gossamer thread
Long legs on the body beneath its head
Strong as steel yet incredibly thin
To catch its prey this spider does spin
The buffalo are dignified and strong
Yet hunted by white people they didn’t last long
Killed and driven from their home
Now few buffalo are left to roam
Other animals are on the brink
Without our help, they may become extinct
Earth Day is the day we take
To protect the Earth for life’s sake
Inspiration
Don´t take a break between the words
They will flutter away like birds
A sudden inspiration will stay
only a moment, then go away
If you don´t catch it, If you´re to late
Then your artwork might turn out second rate
A spark of brilliance is so quickly blown out
Beware it´s death, a creative drought
The poem teeters on the brink
And then slowly it begins to sink
So take care to keep paper near
I too have mine beside me here
The Apron
A man walked down the winding road
On his back he carried his load
The rough coal filled sack
Bent his weary old back
for it was akward and large
A little girl with an apron white
she bore no load her feet were light
She danced before her little yard
and nothing that day seemed sad or hard
for her mother made her a new apron today
Shall I help you? the happy girl said
He turned to her and raised his head
she looked at the man and smiled
He thanked the helpful child
They supported the bag together
The sun set and the moon rose
Showing the way for their weary toes
The man sent her home and thanked her again
Then he continued on down the lane
The girl turned back to her mother
She glanced at her apron and stopped on the way
She wiped at the coal stains in her dismay
But then on the apron shone the moon light
And the childs apron turned miraculously white
A reward for the kind help she gave
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