Banyon Tree Poem

I can't believe
That u're gone.
I can't believe
U've moved on.

You said I'm
The only one,
But now
She's the 1.

U said u love me,
U wanted to marry me.
But now u're gone
U've moved on.

How do u expect me
To move on without u.
U're my sunshine
My only smile,
But now u're gone
U've carried on.
Without me.

U've closed the door,
U broke my heart
Into pieces no 1 can fix.
Please come back
And be mine forever.
Please fix my heart
So I can be free.
There's someone out there
Who'll want me soon.

But I'll run back only to find
U don't want me
U've moved on without me.

I want to hear u say
U love me again
So I won't be scared
Like I'm right now.

Please turn around
I'm waiting behind u
For u to come back
And be mine again.

We are lives within one life
A beginning & an end
Death is a friend or a fiend
Life can be dark and cold as the deepest depth of the mighty oceans
And dangerous as a threatened wolf in her forest.

Our minds are the blessing of a curse

What is real?
Do we feel?
Are we drones of our own creations?
An end shall come to this nation
A new age is drawing near
The old ones will die
Perhaps in vain or insane
Its death will deliver our rebirth
Of illumination
The extinction of the selfish & violent ones will seal our survival
The future is our revival

when you wish upon a star
it doesn't matter where you are.
two stargazers, up at night,
seem close beneath the faint starlight.

space makes miles seem quite small
​​​​when light-years stretch between it all;
but distance is hard to breach,
thus putting you just out of reach.

til the land touches the sky,
we still remain just you and i...
but for tonight we can be,
just wish upon a star with me.





~an original poem by me~

~check out more of my poetry and writing at quotev.com/sliverofstarlight~

CARNIVAL
OF
RUST

do you breathe the name
of your saviour in your hour of need
and taste the blame
if the flavour should remind you of greed
of implication, insinuation and ill will
till' you cannot lie still
in all this turmoil
before red cape and foil
come closing in for a kill

come feed the rain
’cause i'm thirsty for your love
dancing underneath the skies of lust
yeah, feed the rain
’cause without your love my life
ain't nothing but this carnival of rust

it's all a game, avoiding failure
when true colors will bleed
all in the name of misbehaviour
and the things we don't need
i lust for after no disaster can touch
touch us anymore
and more than ever
i hope to never fall, where enough
is not the same it was before

don't walk away, don't walk away
when the world is burning
don't walk away, don't walk away
when my heart is yearning

As the present goes on and the past follows behind
I long for the unexpected future in which I hope
That my life will be better is what I wish in my mind
Even though I wish for the future now
But I must ask myself
Will I want my future when it comes and how
When it comes will I long for the unexpected
These questions are but shall be awnsered in time
Keep the past gone and keep the future just that
A time unkown and knowing it should be a crime
For we should wait and see what happens
For if we know we could alter our fate






The End

By Alucard Steiner
___________________

The river to hell,
The river to eternity,
The river to pain,
The river to beginning,
With the ferryman's boat made of bones.
The water of flames that look so cold.
The moans of pain, which you'll soon join.
The wicked laugh of the ferryman, who knows of your eternity.
The howls of a beast, that makes warriors flee.
The river to the end,
The river to the beginning,
The river of blood, this river of pain,
leads you to the dog, the beast in chains.
The river moves slow, pulling you deeper in.
The end of you life opens the gates of hell.
To flow down the river of Styx,
This will be your own personal hell.
You wish for safety, but you meet the beast.
The dog of three heads, that brings you to your knees.
You desire to run, but you can never flee.
The boat floats through the gate, to the beginning to your eternity.
Your eternity that ended,
At the river of Styx.
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When the world is silent and the tears float in midair, what crisis has befallen us?
I lie awake thinking.
Where is the better tomorrow?
Why do we always find it at an instant too late?
How is it that the earth can misjudge it's caretaker's so carelessly?
Due to days like this, I can see now why Pandora shut the box.
It's a macabre assult we have just trying to live through one day.
Every hour is as excrutiating as the second.
All of the dances, composed by life and death, are filled with taunting, torturous reminders of what is yet to come.
We can't all catch a lucky break, we can only grin and bear it.
There is a black cloud which coveres the already shrouded eyes of our madness.
Will I be able to see that tomorrow when all hope is gone and no one will hold out a hand for me?