getting ready for my first class… :)) #summergrooves

a game to capture the opponent throne

16 pieces i have at hand

to defend my crown, my king, my own

15 pieces i command

a sacrificial opening, a soldier went unarmed

14 pieces i have kept

then backup came and helped, got harmed

13 pieces i have left…

<to be continued>

let a piece of poetry

tell them what you feel

what you think is right

what you know as real

let a piece of poetry

say things in better ways

tell facts with different words

show paths within a maze

let this piece of poetry

take a bit of your precious time

‘cause i have nothing to write about

yet i’m aching to make a rhyme

today i was told that in this deck

a card turned out to be gone

i eagerly looked at each of them

and counted fifty-one

i asked each card if there is

a card they have not seen

the king of hearts stopped and said

“i think i lost my queen”

a change of state, a change of phase

the moment nights turn into days

the switch from friend to a lover to a friend

a transition to begin and a transition to end

change can happen in a blink of an eye

change may be forced asking you to give it a try

change my be dictated by the world as you see it

change can be felt if you can just believe in it

i don’t want to be caught in the middle of this change

the life i had and life i’d have both estranged

and since i cannot rely on anything for now…

i’ll stop worrying bout it, curtains closed, bow.

I was a victim of circumstance

a casualty of fate

trapped in an illusion

that Love once started to create

An emotional beast of vengeance

twisted, broken, and unloved

a sorrowful remnant of a beautiful lie

a monster, I am dubbed

Please keep me in the labyrinth

within thy heart of frost

so thee will always know where i am kept

confined yet forever lost

v2nonexistence (c) 2011

 a poem from a lover looking from the outside of this foggy glass window.

rain… oh rain.

alone out in the cold..

waiting for your dearest warmth

with nothing else to hold

fog, oh fog..

a nuisance to my eyes..

with it, i cannot see your pain

your hate, your grief, your cries..

hand.. a hand

a dream i cannot seize

to hold it once again is what

i pray on bended knees

heart, dear heart..

conceived by heaven’s tears

drawn by that one special girl

i loved all these years..

v2nonexistence (C) 2008 

this is a poem i originally wrote back in may 2008 after seeing the photo above in a web profile of a very special friend of mine. originally titled Outside the Glass Window, the poem was spontaneously made and published without editing. the image is retrieved from http://www.canyonlakewindowtint.info/wp-content/uploads/2010/09/heart-fogged-lke-cyn.jpg.