Friday, July 31, 2015

Paradise Lost Poem

Many
...kingdoms
...Countries
...Civilizations
...Whole people
Have come and gone.

Swept by
...time
...vices and sin
...corruption
...conquest
...Divine righteousness

What makes Paradise?
It isn't the flag
It isn't the whole people
It isn't history that defines that country

For what truly makes Paradise.
Is the countries brave of enough
To face their own mortality
Rather than immortality

So when the sunsets.
Paradise has fallen.
For those who make twisted history
Are forever dooming their future Paradise
To fall through space and time.

And will forever be forgotten.

The Conqueror's Dream Poem

To realize a dream
One must take the first step
Not looking back
But forward

Taking risks
Taking sacrifices
Taking the hardships
Of all leaders of the world.

To fulfill one's dream
One must soar high like a bird
But have the scaly hide as a dragon
With the mind set of a genius intellect

To be the Conqueror
One must dream
To live his/her reality within the dream
Upon thy awakening from the dream
Your dreams shall be fulfilled.

Amongst the Winter Breeze Poem

Snowfall
Winter has come.
The snow feels beautiful
Yet so hallow and splendid

When I feel the breeze.
I feel that time has frozen around me
Life becomes lifeless....
....and the lifeless forgets.

The Winter is my shield.
Against all things sad and tragic.
But what is truly astonishing
This same shield
Has become my tragic outlook.

If I have to wander
Amongst that Winter Breeze
I may never come back
To the world I once knew
That is now lost.

Lost & Tragedy Poem

Where is the sunlight?!
Where is the person from where the sun casts on?
When I see you
The sun feels closer to me.
Happiness is plentiful and splendid

But as the days grow old.
The sun begins to fade.
From daylight to dusk
You are slowly withering away.

Shadows loom.
And the world around me grows grey.
For when you are truly gone.
The world becomes black and white.
Colorless forever.

I find myself lost now.
Amongst the world of grey.
For once upon a time.
You were my sunlight
And now that sunlight is gone.
Forever....

Wednesday, July 22, 2015

My sweet loving angel Poem

Even an angel from Heaven can be of different size
Who is sweet
Who is caring
Who is talented
And most of all. Passionate about life and family.

When you were a little one
You made our world.
My world like a fairy tale.
I was the constant traveling companion.
Just you and me.
Telling stories
Sharing adventures.
And always at the end of the day
I will always love you.

My heart.
My love for you. My child.
Will always be with you. Since the beginning.
Have your first steps
When you grow up
Graduate from high school and college.
Find love
Giving birth to my grandchild.

When my counted days are done.
I will always remember you.
For what you are and still are in my eyes
My sweet loving angel.

Romantic Poem

The stars are red
The sky is pink
Love is in the air.

What was once alone
Was now whole.
For eternity has past
And I was there waiting for you

Happiness is not the illusion
Nor is it a curse.
But rather something
Truly special
Between you and me.


Friday, June 19, 2015

The Dragon & The Butterfly *FRENCH* Translation

Dans la guerre,
Il est le chaos,
Il respire le feu et la terreur
Dans la plus grande des profondeurs de l'âme humaine

En Paix,
Il ya de la beauté
Tragique et fragile sur le clair de lune de la nuit
Il est petit et innocent, apportant réconfort à l'âme.

Le dragon vole haut dans les cieux
Car il ne regarde pas en arrière
Mais il attend avec impatience jusqu'à l'aube.
The Butterfly parcourt le paysage à la recherche de la vie.
Mais au lieu de seulement fondée mort et la destruction.

Un jour,dans la tanière du Dragon,il est venu saluer le monstre.
Dans un premier temps,le dragon était hostile,crachant son souffle jusqu'à thee.
The Papillon pas peur d'une telle terreur,est allé de l'avant pour te consoler.

Chaos et de la paix,de la terreur et de la beauté.
Le papillon et le Dragon.
pôles opposés
Comme la nuit et jour.
Aube et au crépuscule.

Au lieu de laisser le Dragon soit
Il a atterri sur son nez
Une embardée et virevoltant la puissante bête n'a,en essayant de faire sortir
Seulement pour elle de réaliser
Non seulement la tragédie et de la fragilité reste dans l'âme humaine
Mais il peut résider dans l'âme d'une puissante bête.

Translation poems?

Yes. Yes i will

Languages.

French
German
Japanese
Chinese
Italian
Hungarian
Swedish
Spanish

There will be more to come. So for now these will be the only languages being done. I will use Google translate. So if any translation is wrong. Please comment below for corrections.

Thank You.

Tuesday, June 16, 2015

Poem for Birthday's

When a candle is lit.
It comes in many forms
Some brighter than others
Others more colorful than most
Candles create life amongst the darkness

When a candle is lit
A star is born
A tiny. Beautiful thing.
And each time that candle is lit
On the passing of the moon and sun
the star get's brighter
More beautiful
More happier
Than anything in the world.

So Happy Birthday to all
And remember...
For each passing second
Always remember....
Where the star first began.
In the Heavens above

Friday, June 12, 2015

Poem for the Departed

Like a leaf on a tree branch
It withers and flies away
Never to regain it's youth
To fall upon the green grass
To be one with nature

Life comes and goes
Like the rising and falling of the tide
Like the rising sun and the setting of the moon
Always turning
Always Dancing
Always seeking comfort
Even though they the polar opposite

A child is born
grows
matures
See's the world changing around thee
and when the world stops turning
the child's days are forever done.

 Let us remember the departed
For the souls of the many
are now waiting for the ferryman
To take them across the vast ocean
To Paradise. They go.

Thursday, June 4, 2015

Lonesome Road: Poem redux

Hold your hands together
And say a prayer with me
Together we’ll walk that Lonesome Road

Roads miles long
Dawn setting in
Dusk creeping up
With no end in sight

On that Lonesome Road:
Sorrow, pain, regret, and betrayal
How long can you go?
How far can you go?
Before you break.
Before you feel hopelessness

I know what you’re thinking
How long can I go?
On that Lonesome Road

At the end of the Road
There is something that you should know
At the end of the road there is something that is waiting for you
Something that the road holds dear to its heart for many years....
That feeling of hope.
Whenever you have to walk down the road.
Remember hope guides you upon thy kingdom.

Doge. Doge Everywhere




She comes from the sky
In massive waves of yellow fluffiness
She cares not of man's opinion
Not even the opinions of herself
When God created man, in fact!
God created.....Doge.

Doge. Doge everywhere
Always starring
Saying random nonsensical things
Bark when it wants to
Sleep when it wants to
Eat when it wants to
And never goes to the bathroom

Because she is the mighty Doge
Fearsome
Loyal
Hungry
So much wow.

Doge. Doge everywhere
She lifts buildings with her small head
Faster than a speeding bullet
More powerful than Superman
Able to leap mountains in a single bound
So much awesome.

Saturday, May 9, 2015

Lady Butterfly

Lady Butterfly
For you are brilliant
For you are beautiful
For you are true happiness

Lady Butterfly
You put the others to shame
Withering and old
Left to fly aimlessly

Lady Butterfly
When chaos comes
You come to thee
Seeking comfort
For the one you love most

Lady Butterfly
In the end of days
Don't fly alone
Fly with thee
Towards the dawn
For a better future

Poem of Sorts #1

When light fails
Darkness rises
When dawn turns to dusk
Midnight consumes all

For hope is nigh

When Darkness fails
Light returns
Night turns to day
For joy is caring

The brighter the flame 
the brighter the illusion is
For only embers remain

Love is an illusion
illusion of our most deepest regrets
....our fears
....our sorrows
....our anger
Life's greatest trick

Life is therefore brilliant
For it is beautiful
It enchants us
....To the point of obsession

You will remain here
.....patiently 
only awaiting an answer

To the question....
....that you will never have an answer to

Thursday, May 7, 2015

Five Night's at Freddy's Poem

One Night
Two Night
Three Night
Four Night
Five Night
Six Night
Seven Night
Eighth Night
666 Night
Enjoy Your Stay!

*Music plays*
Mangle
Marionette
Freddy
Bonnie
BB
Chica
Foxy
Springtrap
Golden Freddy
All will come!

*Music Plays*

Pink Night
Purple Night
Brown Night
Orange Night
Blue Night
Red Night
Yellow Night
Golden Night
Nightmare Night
For you will stay!

*Music Plays*

1 Night
9 Night
8 Night
7 Night
They will Bite!
So don't touch them!

*Music Plays*

Pick the Phone Up
Pick the Phone Up
Guy Is Waiting
Don't Ignore Him
Listen to Him!

*Music Plays*
They are crying
They are lifeless
They are haunting
Please save them!

*Music Plays*

Man is scary
Man is meanie
Man is frighten
Man is Purple
Man no more

*Music Plays*

Pizzeria
Fright Night Themed Night
Audio Everywhere
Audio Everywhere
Cameras
Vents
Cameras
Vents
Power is life
Power is love
For they will come!
When Life and Love
Are completely gone

*Music Plays*

Wind that Box Up
Wind that Box Up
Lights are blaring
Lights are blaring
Jump-scare time!




Announcement!

As of 8:52 PM on May 7th 2015 I am beginning my next Poem Project. Brainstorm time!

Friday, January 23, 2015

The Dragon & The Butterfly *ENGLISH* (original)

In War,
There is chaos,
It breaths fire and terror
In the utmost depths of the human soul

In Peace,
There is beauty
Tragic and frail upon the moonlight of night
It is small and innocent, bringing comfort to the soul.

The Dragon flies high to the heavens
For it didn't look back
But it looked forward unto the dawn.
The Butterfly roams the landscape in search of life.
But instead only founded death and destruction.

One day, in the den of the Dragon, it came to greet the monster.
At first, the dragon was hostile, spewing it's breath unto thee.The Butterfly not afraid of such terror, went forward to comfort thee.

Chaos and peace, terror and beauty.
The Butterfly and the Dragon.
Polar opposites
Like night and day.
Dawn and dusk.

Instead of leaving the Dragon be
It landed upon it's nose
Swerving and twirling the mighty beast did, trying to make it leave
Only for it to realize
Not only does tragedy and frailty rest in the human soul
But it can reside in the soul of a mighty beast.