#sapoems

[secretlyanonymouspoems]

Should I stay?

If neither the nightingale would sing of me

nor the radios would speak of my name.

I opened my eyes to the frosty breeze and see

the world in all its glory, the world in all its blame

that as the misty sun sets between the mountains I cry

For those left behind

[secretlyanonymouspoems]

I watched him against the glare of noon high sun. Blinding hot light stinging my eyes in pain but I dare not look away. Blinding light merging into a scene of lightning. Flashing. Blinding. Flashing. But I dare not look away.

It was hot. It was humid. I felt heat cover every inch of skin I have, both exposed and unexposed. Heat latching on like glove to a hand with the only evidence seen were the drops of sweat trickling down the ground. It was sweltering. Yet I was shaking. Shaking as if enveloped in the icy wind that cold night. Rain trickling down my drenched body. Dropping. Dripping. Hard on the ground. As I shivered.

I hear the rustling of the trees. They rustle against the gentle wind. Rustle with your footsteps. But the rustling gets louder each second. This was peace. Tranquil. Quiet. Unlike thunder. Unlike rain. Unlike the loud banging of drums. Unlike the plops of water against tin. Unlike an explosion. Unlike a howl. Unlike the rain. Unlike the thunder. Unlike a crash.

And now I see you. I see you in the bright daylight. I see you in the gentle breeze. I see you in serenity. But I still see the night. I still see the storm. I still hear the chaos. I hear the danger. I see the damage. I hear the blare. I see the blur. I hear the scream. I see flash. I feel the rage. I feel the hate. I feel the rage. Bright. Hot. Flash. Crash. Rage. Fury. Anger. Pounding. Crashing. Rising. Rage fury anger fury rage anger rage fury rage an-

"are you angry?"

I see the sun. I feel the breeze. I hear your steps. I hear the wind. I feel the heat. I see your figure. I see your figure. Retreating. Retreating. Fading. Fading. I see you. I can't see you. Anymore.

- Are you angry? by chd

I haven't posted in a while...

[secretlyanonymouspoems]

What is love

But abject desire

That muddles head

In times of need

That turns bravery

To sloth and cowardice

What is love

In a sense of passion

Titillating response

To the lust

Of the flesh

Whose words vow

Empty promises

What is love

But forsaken mind

-Ch. D.

[secretlyanonymouspoems]

To the delight of the butterfly

If love be thought as the summer wind

With tingling warmth that spread

Then love unlike winter's scorn

Shall bore more heart than head

If love broke through like icy cracks

Upon smooth porcelain glass

Noticed yet not, on smooth skin

The fissures one already has

If love be red as roses born

To the delight of the butterfly

If love blinded both- not just one

Then no one would ever cry

-Ch. D.

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Here's a hopeful poem for a special day! I've been feeling in a slump lately so I hope this would also cheer you up.

[secretlyanonymouspoems]

A million worlds with you

It is but the string of fate

That ties the knots of destiny

Destined for something great

Destined for inevitability

Worlds without the hint of sorrow

Worlds without our regret

Worlds that would become tomorrow

Worlds that we would forget

Clinging onto the passage of time

In which I stood to remember

A destined fate with no reason nor rhyme

Has set for you to suffer

In a million worlds, I yearn

In a million worlds, I know

In a million worlds, I learn

Yet I never let you go

-Ch. D.

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Made a bunch of poems for endgame

[secretlyanonymouspoems]

They wrap you up in words

Words of Deceit

Words of revile

In words you never heard

That know no defeat

Nor bought in exile

What is to be made by words

Of which differs when heard

By you or me and everybody

Til we're all wrapped up in the curse

For they exploit the meanings

That never stay the same

That settle for the likes

That never mean the right thing

And then point to blame

With the pitchforks and the pikes

-Ch. D.

[secretlyanonymouspoems]

To science

To my brother

In all but words

We both see

We both ponder

In a vision brought

By the world's wonders

To every small

Or big event

To where little

Or large descent

Of a plant

An animal

We both see

We both ponder

Yet interpret

As one thing

Or another

So different

Where you see

The rationality

I see the emotions

That lay between

The visions

We both see

We both ponder

-Ch. D.

[secretlyanonymouspoems]

Well shit.

If laughter was an indication

I should have known from the start

But stubborn me

Stubborn me refused

Refused to see the way I acted

Refuse to admit in thoughts

Refuse to say I have experienced

Til it all hit

Like a harsh slap in the face

Yes, finally I see

But still refuse to acknowledge

Yes, finally I know

But will never admit

For this is me

Knowing what would lead

Knowing what would become

I'm not a coward

Maybe I just need some time

Still, even if I refuse to admit

It never meant

I wouldn't pursue.

- Ch. D. | Will I change?

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A sudden inspiration for me... :)