Shadow Diary

Sharing my writings with the world.

[shaolovesrainbows]

Lost By Time

Without a trace I vanished,

But not a single soul reached out to me.

Has the world labeled me as finished

Or am I just lost out at sea.

It all seems so pointless now.

Carnage and mayhem flooding everywhere.

Should I have even returned at this time?

Perhaps I should have stayed nowhere.

That is home.

The silence bears down on me in the dark

Where only I seem to roam.

If the only way to be seen like a watermark

Is to sell myself out as if I was chrome

Then the darkness is where I shall stay.

It really is pointless, I guess.

I will remain in the darkness if I may.

Everyone eventually loses me anyways.

I truly am lost by time.

[shaolovesrainbows]

Answers To The Questions

I feel eyes linger over me as I weep.

Perhaps they do not know why I cry.

To they who do not know and only wonder,

I will tell you only the truth and no lie.

The tears that fall upon my knee

On this bus with no end

Are those not of a man who must flee

A debt I brought upon myself.

Nor do they fall for oneself

Lost to the test of time.

I will admit, there is one thing that is right.

There is too much joy for one to write.

My life has finally became complete

As I ride this transit on the way to my new family.

These are happy tears. Do you not agree?

[shaolovesrainbows]

From Beneath, The Darkness Calls

I feel its power dwell deep inside,

Yet I have no fear for it.

Crawling under my skin like the changing tide,

There is no cure for this darkness.

Control is nothing, but its becking call

Until I break down and fall.

From beneath, the darkness calls,

But I will not fear it for it lies.

Why am I the one who suffers,

The one who must be bound by the ties?

Do I deserve to fear what's under my skin?

[shaolovesrainbows]

Just to make things clear. :)

I write all of my poems myself. Never have I ripped off anyone, and I never plan to. If you are pleased with my work then please let me know. I accept all forms of criticizism, but please don't be hateful.

For those of you that like my work, please spread it. Also, once I have roughly between 25 to 35 poems, I will be compiling them into one large plot and writing an online book that I will post on here by chapters. It might end up on a different blog, but it will happen.

New comers, I accept you all and I will help spread your word if you help me with mine.

Much love,

ShaoLovesRainbows

[shaolovesrainbows]

Cursed Since Birth

Why must I be shunned into darkness

By something I have not seen from the great abyss?

My blood is not my only definer,

But of my actions would be much finer.

                         ~*~

Should I be damned by my family's choices?

                         ~*~

Love is not something that I will forbid,

But for me, its a dangerous gambler's bid.

Perhaps a spell could break this bind,

Though it might make my lovers blind.

                         ~*~

Maybe I should be damned by this curse.

                         ~*~

Tears are the only things that fall upon my lips

Now, and no child will be held on my hips.

This is not a witch's life of wonder,

Yet I must sit here and just ponder.

                         ~*~

I will not let this curse ruin my life!

[shaolovesrainbows]

The Curse Of Luck: Part 6 of 6

Through the creature they went, which soon disappeared,

And hit a door that soon after a person appeared

That was her roommate and gave her a strange look.

'I was trying to call you because you left a book

That I believe is some type of work file.

Why are you acting so strane and vile?'

The roommate asked. 'There is a black cat

That changed into this ugly-looking bat'

Tina whispered so the neighbors could not hear,

though her roommate thought she had too much beer.

The poor girls head was weakened by the drinking

That she was unaware of the superstitions she was thinking.

All the bad luck she had was in her head,

But she only realized it once she was back in bed.

*In honor of the great mock-heroic 'The Rape Of The Lock'*

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The Curse Of Luck: Part 5 of 6

Tina no longer felt the need for wine

Or beer or even the urge to go dine.

In her apartment, there was a staircase

In which, on the rail, she ripped the lace

Of her skirt. There on the top was the evil

cat whose collar said its name was Sneevil.

Armed with her high-heels, she prepared to fight,

But out with a flicker went the light.

Once it came back on, Tina's jaw did drop

After walking up the stairs to the top.

Sneevil was not only a bringer of bad luck, but mutated

Into a horrific creature of darkness that hated

Tina with a deadly passion. With a baseball

Pitch, Tina threw her heels down the hall.

*In honor of the great mock-heroic 'The Rape Of The Lock'*

[shaolovesrainbows]

The Curse Of Luck: Part 4 of 6

As she strolled, she began to think

'I really need to have a drink.'

Before she went back to the pub,

She headed towards the store to buy a sub.

Once the sandwich was completely devoured,

her stomach to her felt oddly soured.

Through the glass she scarcely did see

The stalking furball that quickly did flee,

After that, she quickly did leave,

But felt her body hard to heave.

With a single misplaced step on a widening crack,

She fell to her knees and landed on a tack.

Luckily her skin was not pierced or slashed,

But her clothes and hair were now trashed.

*In honor of the great mock-heroic 'The Rape Of The Lock'*

[shaolovesrainbows]

The Curse Of Luck: Part 3 of 6

Heartless Bob was there to greet the late

Secretary that he strongly did hate

With a smile across his wrinkled face

And strolling along in a joyful pace.

His words did sting as he said 'You're fired

For not anyone has pushed me to being tired

of them and their failure to keep up with a file.'

'But its in your office' she pleaded, killing his smile.

'Take your stuff and quietly please go

And come back only when you can show

My file that you have lost' demanded the boss.

Tina headed home crying from her loss.

*In honor of the great mock-heroic 'The Rape Of The Lock'*

[shaolovesrainbows]

The Curse Of Luck: Part 2 of 6

Her dreams were haunted by figures

Of darkness that bled from many old pictures.

She woke the next morning with a murdering

Headache. After doing a lot of hurdling,

She left for work, which was a prestigous job

Where her boss' nickname was 'Heartless Bob.'

As she went by the use of her feet,

The ill omen she yet again did meet.

This time she avoided it as if it had a disease,

But calmly stated 'Leave me alone, please.'

Once she was in the office tower,

She learned the elevator had no power.

Across her face sweat did pour

While she climbed to the top floor.

*In honor of the great mock-heroic 'The Rape Of The Lock'*

[shaolovesrainbows]

The Curse Of Luck: Part 1 of 6

Tina of the great business class

Was a common fan of the drunkard's glass.

After downing many at the local bar

She decided to head home by taking a public car.

The stop was a few feet away,

But she barely made it with her wobbly sway.

Once she was dropped off by the taxi cab,

She paid the driver to end her tab

And walked towards her door in a zig-zaged line.

Before she reached the steps, a black feline

Went running by in front of her.

It let out a hideous hiss and purr,

But Tina was not one to fear cats or bad luck.

She kicked the poor thing as if it was a puck.

The cat hastened its run from the crazed chick,

Who then opened her door that made a click.

Tina then followed the halls of her maze,

So she could reach her bed and end the fuzzy haze.

*In honor of the great mock-heroic 'The Rape Of The Lock'*

[shaolovesrainbows]

Stars Above And Below

We seldom take time to appreciate

Our most loyal stars that we all owe.

Firemen, Policemen, and Paramedics help create

A safer life for all of us under the stars.

Please take a second to pay them your respect

For they help make us stronger against disaster.

Twelve years ago, we all came together and wept

As many lives were lost in chaos.

If it was not for their great sacrifice,

Many more lives could have been taken.

A moment of silence or a prayer would suffice

To keep the thought of the people who were lost alive.

[shaolovesrainbows]

Today I want to pay respect to those who lost their lives 12 years ago. I know its been a while since the attack happened, but their families are still hurting. They will always be in my heart.

[shaolovesrainbows]

Evil Beckoning

Voices in my head continue to scream,

But I do not know why they torture me.

If only I could figure out their brilliant scheme,

Then I can stop them from obtaining glee.

I pray to be deaf to them.

                         ~*~

Visions of nothing but lingering terror

Proceed to flood my head both night and day.

Perhaps I brought this upon myself, this agonizing error.

This must be my never-ending debt to pay.

I pray to be blind to them.

                        ~*~

Words that fall from my mendacious lips

Linger in the air and scorch their scrutinizing ears.

Soon nothing remains, but lies that eclipse

And bring forth the end of all prospective years.

I pray to be mute for them.

[shaolovesrainbows]

Test Of Time

Time is one of many talents,

But the greatest would be it's ability

To remove life's futility

By evolving it's many forms.

                         ~*~

Just think what life could be

If man evolved differently than it had.

Would it be so terribly bad

For us if we formed wings or kept our tails?

                         ~*~

What new and great changes await

To send us higher upon the rest?

Or perhaps we could become the biggest pest

To creatures out there who stand strong.

                         ~*~

As one of the greatest sayings goes

'Only time will tell', but do we have it.

Chaos rains down because of our lack of wit,

So do we deserve to be the ones who grow?

[shaolovesrainbows]

Doubting Dreams

Life is a wonderful dream.

It is full of tests and trials

To keep you from being a have not.

However, sometimes the fates' dials

Are turned up too stressfully hot.

Is life a wonderful dream?

                         ~*~

Love is a comforting dream.

Butterflies fill up our warming hearts

And wash away the lonely pain,

But someone strikes it down with well-aimed darts,

Making us feel that it was all in vain.

Is love a comforting dream?

                         ~*~

Death is a frightful nightmare.

Taking away the ones we hold dear,

Breaking our hearts piece by piece.

Yet they no longer have any fear

As they lay down to an eternal rest of peace.

Is death a frightful nightmare?

[shaolovesrainbows]

Unanswered Questions

I feel the swelling of tears in my eyes

As he sits there silently and cries.

What could bring such a strong man to tears?

Maybe he threw away his last dime

On fun that turned out to be the last time.

Or was someone close to him thoughtlessly

Lost from the world below the sky above?

The loss of his one true love

Could be enough to break him down.

Are the tears he cry even from sorrow?

Will I remember this sight tomorrow?

I wonder why I stand here still, intently observing.

Are my questions even of importance to him,

Or would he see them as too grim?

The bus we have been patiently waiting for

Finally reaches its final stop.

I jump down the bus steps' final drop

And leave the man to his wandering thoughts.

Life will always be full of unanswered questions,

But also full of open suggestions.