Poems
A Recipe for Disaster (The End)
by Oofki on Oct.24, 2011, under Poems
This is my last post here, but a new chapter will soon open. I leave all of my final thoughts below with passion:
Born into Hate - The thought of destruction makes it’s presence all too known,
Calmed - Cured - But I was still young,
Focus reveals - And the cries fade back in,
Love overwhelming - Almost if foretold,
At the summit - Miraculously higher I reach.
A light - A spark of idealism,
Soon to explode - Into a replacement for love,
A child’s once prized possession - Destroyed with the flood,
A picture perfect family - A picture perfect love - A picture perfect picture of…
Burnt in the arson’s revenge - Ashes have such little taste,
KILL thy neighbor - BURN in your imperfections,
I saw to their every fate - I sold them on their own graves.
Compassion is lost - Emotion to follow,
DROWN I will drown you - DIE I will kill,
I am satisfied until sober - A new day - A beginning,
LOVE but in haste - Try to fix what is broken,
By putting all the chips in - Giving until broken again,
Nothing more then projects - Most followed by disaster,
Chew just to spit - Losing my teeth makes me monster, again.
I now weep for my past - It’s the only emotion I get in,
I continue to drown - Yet, will not give in,
I payed for my doings - There is little left to win.
A journey was near - A calm in the storm,
Unexpected - Overwhelming with ideas,
To feel again - My bare feet, already bleeding,
Callused to numb - The first breath to reach without dying,
Was one of many - But the hardest has yet to come.
Strive
by Oofki on Jul.07, 2011, under Poems
I strive for,
What is forgotten,
Long lost - behind us now,
Loyalty is non-fiction,
Lost forever,
No more.
I spilled my heart,
Sweat,
And blood,
To give you what you wanted,
Now I just wanted a little of what I need.
Forgotten,
Broken,
Hopeless,
Forget it,
There will never be,
A Tomorrow.
Falling
by Oofki on Jun.17, 2011, under Poems
Born into wealth,
But his past is a beast,
Of poverty - lies - defeat,
Judged by all - as far as he can see.
With the power - brings defeat,
Helplessness to stand on one owns feet,
Without a doubt drought strikes his land,
Fire - hate - deceit.
Down to his knees,
The mighty one falls,
Those who envied laugh and stand tall,
They got their revenge,
They created defeat,
But he was just like the others,
Simple - lonely - he never asked for such heat,
His prosper brought envy,
And ultimately defeat.
I miss you.
by Oofki on May.09, 2011, under Poems
I’ll never forget,
The pain and suffering,
Still too strong,
For the average man to bear,
I can’t forget,
It’s too persistent in my mind,
You abandoned everything we built,
Everything I fought for.
by Oofki on May.09, 2011, under Poems
If I believed in the place they call hell, I would wish you to that very place.