Dreams (A poem about Mystery)

When I woke up today,
My dream, I did replay
And once again, you were the star
I never thought it would go this far

I know I might never be able to give you
What you need, what you want and I thought I was through
But you still haunt my dreams every single night
And your face once sweet now gives me fright

For you appear to me when I close my eyes
So clear and vivid, without disguise
And I always see how we aren't meant to be
For you are so very different from me

I would love for you to find happiness
But I doubt if for you, that joy I can harness
You don't even seem half as romantic as I am
I start to wonder if this is all a sham

I don't know if you could ever appreciate
The poems I've penned about your heavenly state
Would you toss them casually to the side?
Or their very existence deride?

Your thoughts seem galaxies away from mine
And I know things should be just fine
But in my mind, you are still enshrined
And my old thoughts, I want to find

So I do have this request for you
And it's something I hope you do
Get the hell out of my dreams please
And set my weary mind at ease

Stop haunting my every night
With dreams of you I cannot fight
For I lose so much rest with you on my mind
You've come inside and robbed me blind

So please pack your bags and go
Leave my heart and mind and soul
For I doubt you'll ever give me a chance
For you spare me not a single glance

I wish you all the best
And I will continue to jest
Just give me back my mind's keys
And leave my battered heart at ease.

10:03 a.m.
14 August 2011

Sede Vacante: NOT a Poem about Mystery (sort of)

What eyes did I use to see
That we were ever meant to be?
So blind and confused was I
So sure yet so shy

How could I force myself to believe
That your love on me, you'd heave
I was so confused and blind
That I could not leave you behind

Like a beetle drawn to the light,
I thought I could stand and fight
But your ships and planes, they took me down
My heart sent crashing, without a sound

And how was I to know
That what I wanted, you did not show?
How was I so deceived,
My love unrequited, unreceived

You're a perfect person and for me, that's far too much
I prefer people with flaws, mistakes and such
Because when I look at you, I do not see a happy me
I see myself trapped in your shadow, never to be free

I cannot handle such defeat
I want a girl who I can treat
With simple joys from my heart, sincere
Who'd love me for me, as I am here

So empty now is the throne in my heart
That has been pierced by pins, arrows, and darts
The seat is vacant, waiting for a queen
Whose imperfections can actually be seen

For my kind of perfect is flawed like me
Not faultless and spotless as is she
My kind of perfect wouldn't break my back
My kind of perfect would be calm and slack

My kind of perfect would not make me feel
As worthless as a piece of rusted steel
My kind of perfect would make me feel at ease and at home
Not like a cube trying to fit into a dome

And so my spark was not a flame
And I find myself so much to blame
For jumping into a fire with which I could not deal
Leaving me with wounds that will take so long to heal

I guess that the hardest thing is to love an angel
There must be a reason why from heaven she fell
A reason that for now, I cannot tell
A reason that has dragged me to hell

And so I write out all my frustration
As I crawl in pain like a scared crustacean
With armor that will not dissolve
If around some girl my world does revolve

And though the pain I faced was harsh,
I have crawled out of this infernal march
To face the world and all it has
For always half-full is my glass

Mercy (A Poem About Mystery)

*So I was listening to the song by Duffy and I came up with this*

What you did to me when I fell
So deeply under your spell
You did so very well
That how you did it, I cannot tell

This game you don't even know you're playing
Has got my brain, heart and soul spinning
You've got me on your hook
You stole some heart like some crook

I doubt that you even read these poems
'Cause you're too busy memorizing frog bones
And you'll own me during the next exam
You'll say it was as easy as eating ham

I didn't know there were perfect people out there
Then I found you, your voice and your stare
I found your mind, your voice and your hum
I found your ribs, heart and sternum

Describing your looks would take me hundreds of pages
That I'd scribble throughout the ages
I know that love does come in stages
Like germs devoured by macrophages

But you're just like the golden snitch
I want to chase you, you lovely witch
You're even lovelier than Luna Lovegood
Even Occlumency, you understood

Because you are no book that I can read through
All of Ravenclaw wouldn't have a clue
How to charm your guardian Basilisk
What way to take and what to risk

For every rose does have its thorn
And yours before you was born
And I find my heart bleeds every time
When I get pricked by your tine

But one day, your walls will come down
And I will tread upon your ground
I would take you and hold your hand
And my feelings, you'd understand

And so I wait, so full of hope
Hanging on to my heart's rope
I will stand and play my part
Until you love me or break my heart.

I Wish (A Poem About Mystery)

Do you feel the way that I do feel?
With feelings of passion, so very real?
As real as the wind that blows through your hair
And the rain that falls on your skin so fair

For how I wish I were a raindrop
From cloud to cloud, you know I'd hop
To find a way in which on you I'd fall
And feel you close, my heart enthralled

For how I wish I were the wind
An innocent thing that never sinned
And blow upon your face so close
It would be sweet, just like glucose

And how I wish I were the sun
I'd drench you in my rays so fun
And in the cold, I'd keep you warm
And keep you safe form every harm

For don't you know you are the rain
That falls on me and numbs the pain
That the world does heave on me
Don't you know I long for thee?

For don't you know you are the wind
That I wish no one ever rescind
That makes my heart beat so fast
And fills its ocean so very vast

And don't you know you are the sun
That shone on me when we begun
And you thawed my heart that was once ice
And made me warm, so very nice.

11 June 2011

Your Arms (A Poem About Mystery)

The pale white lines of your arms, my dear
Cause my wand'ring gaze to draw near
For once again, you are alone
Still and silent like a stone

You bring me light with your golden presence
What have I done to deserve this sentence?
For it pains me far more than death
To see you far away from my breath

The clouds, they do get darker
The falling rain is my marker
For love does tend to come for me
As rain does fall, so heavenly

And with the falling rain, I see
Redness on the cheeks of she
Whose presence does consume my soul
Whose hand has become my highest goal

For all the flowers that I could name
Were cast aside and put to shame
When our two paths did come together
And on my heart was placed a tether

For how sad was life before she came
How everything was all the same
So grey and full of loathing
WIthout a thing worth holding

And now I have a thing most precious
So beautiful and mysterious
That does take me by the heart
To this brand new, glorious start.

One of those Poems

I used to think I walked alone
I thought I'd end up like a stone
So cold and frozen without the warmth you bring
With nothing to do but write and sing

I was waiting for your call in my silent shell
And like an angel's, your call fell
I never got to tell you how much I liked you
And how I'd never want us to be through

You still fill my coloured dreams at night
In which for you, I always fight
I really do hope you put into words
The way you feel, like chirps from birds

And with your voice so beautiful,
You'd finally make my empty heart full
When will you look into my eyes
And tell me that you finally realize

That it's you that keeps my heart in motion
And that you've got me stronger than any potion
That whenever I see the first star in the sky,
I wish I'd finally catch your eye

That without you, my shore has no sea
Without you, my dove is not free
Without you, I'm a prisoner in a cage
That you'll be in my heart for all age

That maybe, you feel the same way
Oh, how I wish would come that day
When you would take my hand and say
That with me, you'd forever stay. ♥

Birthday Poem

I thought I would try something different. I've got this typecasted image of the poem I wrote today for my birthday. I thought it would be more personal. I hope you like it:D. Yes, I did write this myself.

If the Pastry were In My Room

I miss her smile at all times
And so I write these endless rhymes
As if calling out for her embrace
And the warm closeness of her face

How I do desire her hand in mine
On my face, her lips would find
The warmth that had for so long
Been hidden in the dark so strong

I'd like to hold her close to me
And see her filled with sincere glee
My hands running across her pale skin
To satisfy her every whim

And she'd bring her face so close to mine
And I'd be trapped in that fragment of time
In bliss forever and forever more
Her kiss is all I'm living for

June 19, 2010