Look To What Lies Within

 

Life's Walk

 

I walk the lonely paths that

Seem to find their way

To the soles of my feet.

Empty paths that

Wind here and there

Amongst the greenery and

Devastation that seems to plague

These empty streets

Just as the morning dawn arises to

Find its way out of the hole it crawled into

Late at night

With the moon shinning

It's silvery glow.

 

 
 

I cannot I shall not

Imagine the thrust of hate

Believe in everything that comes out of one's mouth

Stand the useless and endless strike of waste

Conform to the ideas of others just to be alike them

Put upon the thrust of hate on others

Be the o'faithful maid that some believe me to be

I cannot stop, I shall not stop

Loving those that have love for me

Being the person that inhabits this body and soul

Thinking of all the things I can do

Writing beautiful music on the scraps of paper laying about

I can, I shall

Be an avid reader of many books

Be the caring and tender soul that I know I am

Live and love the life I was given

Be that of which many people want me to be

Do and dream the things I want

Deep within myself

 
 

I felt a memory go by last night it was filled with conflict and hate. I had a dream the other night filled with laughter and sorrow. I saw a bird this morning singing it's sweet praises of the day. I saw a shark this afternoon devouring everything in its path. I heard a song last night filled with pain. I heard you laugh today, a laugh that tried to hide the sorrow and pain that you felt. I heard you cry tonight about the love that you thought you once had, but is now somehow gone.

 

Mirrored Images

I look at myself in the mirror

Wondering if that person

Standing there, so silent

Is truly what others see

intense, pale blue eyes

that seem to hold a deeper

Darker secret behind them

A mouth that asks to be

kissed and licked

Cheekbones that exhibit stronge power

But gentle knowing

I do not consider myself beautiful

Far from it am I

nor do I consider myself ugly

I am but what I am supposed to be

We all are what some higher power

Wants us to be

What lays within oneself

Is what matters

Not outside

It is nothing but a shell

As if we were eggs

Awaiting to be cracked

To be looked upon as our true selves

 

Gently

Ever so slowly

Wishing

Dreaming

Wanting

I close my eyes to see a familiar face

One I have known for what seems

Like an eternity

He gently touches my cheek with

The soft back of his hand

Causing me to only wish he were

Closer

So that I may inhale the sweet

Smell of him

I open my eyes only to find myself

Alone and in my room

A smell that is so distant

And yet so close

Fills the room

I sit in isolation

Taking in the smell

Of the one I now know

To be mine

 
 

Catalystic Dream

 

Catalystic memories

Catalystic fantasies

I walk along the stones

I walk beneath the ice

You sit and wonder who I am

You sit and wonder what I'll do

But the answer is far away

The answer gets away from you

In a dream I watch the day

In a daze, I watch the night

Whispering words soon come to light

Whispering pharses will soon amaze

What I see and what I hear

Are not the things

You should keep dear

For our end is becoming to be

Oh so near

 
 

Sunriser-Nightrider

Sunraiser wake the day

Sunraiser she wakes with the day

Sunraiser she's looking for the way

To touch the night

Nightrider he drifts in on moonbeams

Nightrider he'll dance through your dreams

But gone with the opening of your eyes

Sunraiser she'll never see moonbeams

Nightrider you'll never touch her dreams

For you're miles apart

Nightrider bring the dark

We need the dark

To feel the day's dreams

Sunraiser please bring the day

Our nightmares seem to

Never fade through the night

 
 

The Hunt

On this dark night I sit

Silently waiting

For my prey

I watch him from a distance

The smell of him intoxicating me

I had been watching him for some time

Without his knowledge

i rose from the cold steel

Chair I had been sitting on

Crossing over to him

Gracefully and slowly

He took little notice

Of jmy presence

Reguarding me as

Just anyone

But he would soon

Learn from that mistake

I brushed against his arm

Lightly

he stopped and watched me go by

his eyes following

My slender form

I grinned while licking my lips

I stopped and

Turned to look at him

Icy blue met golden brown

The look on his face

Was of disbelief

I grinned again

My teeth bared in the light

He made no action to escape

i took him quite easily

There was no one around

If there were

All they would see is

Two lovers engaged in

A deep passionate kiss

I let the limp body fall

To the ground with a thump

I slowly walk away

From it

My hunger fulfilled

Tossing my hair over

My Shoulder

I disappeared

 

 
 

The battle seems to forever rage on in the hearts of many. They never seem to give up despite the ever-growing death of what they seem to search for. They walk around and glance at everyone they pass by. Wishing. Hoping. Dreaming. They stop and look trying to decide on what it is that they search for. Could it be the wisp of hair that flies about on the morning wind? The way he stands close to you at first then notices that you are looking at him curiously? These are things that we live with everyday. Things in which we think about and wonder. The fight shall remain, always and forever. The dreams may never fade, but the feeling will.

 

 

Something from far away calls to her

With a gentle breeze

Gazing around, she looks

For someone

Finding no one

She continues along the path

That somehow leads to nowhere

Clutching her jacket just a bit

More around her

In the distance

A figure emerges

With the calmest silence

Waiting, leaning against a tree

A few moments going by

More passed as she anticipates

What would come next

Silence

Beginning to walk once more

He disappears

Amonst the shadows

Of night's dreaming

 

 

Enigma Within

I stand upon the cold ground

For I am the sting of

Dark blue ice

I am the one that

No one ever sees

Hiding behind a veil

Of deep purple in the night sky

I am a lone wolf

That howls at the

Bright round moon

I am the song that

Everyone doesn't quite hear

I am the secret of the never-ending

Silence about you

I am the fair flower in everlasting bloom

I sing the wind into air

And the air into the quick winds

I am the string of violet before

A sun set

I am all the riddles of the world

Save one

 

 
 

Something awakens inside

Deep inside the darkest part of the being

Something is hidden within

Trying hard not to be seen

At times it comes out

Wondering what it is missing

Tryinng to figure out where it stands

What place does it have?

I look inside myself to see if I can help

To see what lies within

i find a cold emptiness

Something dark and haunting

Closing my eyes as so I do not see

I find that they already are shut tightly

Long black tendrils seem to reach out for me

I try to back away from them

My heart popunding

Faster and faster within my chest

Opening my mouth to let out a scream

I wake up

bolting upright in my bed

Sweat covering my body

tears rolling down my cheeks

i find that I am alone

In a cold and empty room

 

Pale blue-gray eyes look at the light gray sky filled with clouds. Gentle breezes continuing the smell of a long storm just ended, blow with slight fury to get away. Slowly reaching up to brush away a lock of hair, a slender face turns to look towards the clearing skies of light blue with white clouds in mare's tails. Slowly as if it were barely there, a smile parts soft lips to let out a faint giggle at a small joke said to the wind alone. Trickling laughing coming abaded, the figure moves from the perch it has and goes toward the deep green of a forest not far away. Once more to explore the vast world and the life it contains.

Hiding behind a mask of indifference

My desires lie ablaze

Burning like a wildfire

One that comsumes all that I am

Soon, I know, Death will come for me

Offering what it will to me

To have me go to it most willingly

I know I cannot stay

It will not stand hopelessly at bay

This fire within me deep

This fire that takes my sleep

Away from me, causing me to weep

I would do so most rightfully

What dost truly concern most?

Who really like to boast

How does one truly end being a host

And still not remain a ghost?

Do you hear the wind blow through the night

The colors it brings

Showing us what there lies

Or what there will be

Do you know what it says

When you're holding her tight

"Give everything you have

And it will all be as it should"

"In a dreaming there is all you need"

No matter what they say

You will always be here

Never fear what is here

Can you see the wind blow

Sending soft breaths

Pass your face

Giving kisses all over

Like a lover's burning desire

Do you feel the wind

Wrapping itself around you

Like a cold lover's embrace

All poems on this page were written by Karah 1996-2000

They are original works of poetry and should be respected as her own.

"Plagerism is a crime, I wouldn't do it to you, why do it to me?"