Friday, April 1, 2011

We Walk Along


We Walk Along
Hand in hand
Stride for stride
Miles apart
Side by side
Never connecting
Still were one
With separate thoughts
A different goal

I close my eyes
Dream of …
Self-Esteem
“Self-Esteem -- the belief in oneself
Overweening pride in oneself”

Where has it all gone?
We are desperately seeking the knowledge
As to why
What’s our purpose
Yet I begin to loose the drive
The desire
The will the achieve what ever I wish
We all started at the top of it all
To have it all torn down, why?

We believed in ourselves as we start
Start out in life
Just to have some say
Who are you?
Where do you belong?
We begin to look at ourselves
In the mirror
The image of a forgotten soul is left
Left holding on to an intangible dream

Our pride has dwindled from
A once proud and prosperous
Adventure in life
To the thought of making
It though
Our tickets have been punched
As to where our road will lead us
But still we’ve gradually lost
Our vision

The vision of our self-esteem
Slipping into the past
Gone forever unwilling to return
Where are the Sheppard’s I herd so much about?
I know I began life with one
Slowly loosing what I had
By the paths that I chose
Now I wish to return

I know of not a soul who will help
Help me to achieve my rightful destiny
I’m in this chapter of life alone
I must
For the time to end grows so ever close
Begin to start taking the right passages
Through the rest of this chapter
Or what is left is but a shallow grave
With the shell of someone
Who has lost all of what life was about

who was he…?

please forgive me…


Wednesday, March 30, 2011

Attitude

Attitude
Float like a butterfly
Sting like a bee
I have made my way
On an early Sunday morn
Everyone’s heart broken and torn

Weighing in at 1.9 pounds
A little under a foot
All in wonder, spell-bound
Caught the eyes of many
Fists clinched in rage

Attitude
Eleven inches of cocky power
Ready for the world
Filled with dynamite
If you want a piece of me

Meet Mema,
Or tangle with Papa too
They will make you
Black and blue


The lost fantasy


The lost fantasy
Drifting in and out of consciousness
I see her
Beauty deep as our love
Tied with emotion
Floating on top of the world
The whips of leather caress my
Backside ever so softly
Leaving a sting of ecstasy
Our eyes embrace
As she begins her rein
Bow I must respect
The queen I lust
She is but my idol
I beg for her desire
As the chains become tight
Her demands become known
Her very essence
Her body must be worshiped
Drop to my knees
I kiss her feet
Beg for her to let me
Adore her wholly
Does she truly know
What I want
Or is she powering through the motions
Unknowingly traveling
To a distant place
Alone
The cuffs of the forbidden world
Become wrapped around my wrists
She brings me closer to her
Again the sharp sting of the
Leather tells me
My queen is truly in charge
As the binds become even tighter…
The darkness of the night
Climbs through the shades
We curl up
To forget the days
Tribulations
Drifting off to sleep

Sunday, March 27, 2011

The Other One...


The Other One…
Who is she?
I cannot tell
There, there she sits
My fate to wait in hell

Sin we must
We are told
In God we trust
Be bold

I look to her
The beauty bound
Where is our next desire?
Look at satan’s crown

She must spread
Bear him a child
No wait the deed
She has already been defiled

Our fate
Is upon us
We see man lying
His empty carcass

Waiting
In open field
Ready to cast a stone
He cannot be concealed

The child
Born of Satan
Must die an angles death
For the ruler must me the Son

The Son of man
Will walk
On this barren land
Gathering his flock

Death Hall


Death Hall
All are a sleep
Do they dream?
Or weep
Shall I stop?
And see
A butcher shop
It must be
Where have they gone?
They are but weeds
Something they have all undergone
I too will endure
Old and withdrawn
As in the battle of Marston moor*
In ‘44*
We will all meet again


*the battle of Marston moor in 1644

Age

Age
Entered into a contract
We pass with our eyes wired shut
Closed, to all the pains forming from around us
Shutting our eyes we see no future
Gloom as the time of age is upon us
Devouring each other
The weak unable to survive
The strong dieing from the lack of food
Looking to the dusk forging ahead
The age of our time is ever so near
Shut in by societies faults
The anger of the world frightens us
As children we scurry off to hide
The caves are all taken we shut our eyes
Our age has trapped us in time