Latest Posts by cosmichen - Page 2
I wish not to be with someone,
But with somewhere,
A place that is free,
With surreal scenery,
A place where I can watch,
The Sun,
At the crack of dawn,
The running fawns,
Grazing,
The looming mountains protecting,
The greenery,
The canyons,
The one canary,
Who sings its song,
Who makes me cry,
In sorrow and in joy,
I don't want to be with one,
I want to be with the setting sun,
The endless sky,
As I close my eyes,
And open my soul,
For I can trust the trees,
And listen to the rustling leaves.
When I think of home,
I think of you,
Where the skies were a beautiful blue,
Where there were never tears nor rue,
Where the crackling hearth,
Bathed it's warmth into the Earth,
Its dancing flames,
Reminding me,
Of the echoed laughter,
And the times on the porch,
With the sunlight shining,
When we sat together.
Goodbye
What am I to you?
I feel like it's my cue,
To put my hand in the air,
Since you said you cared,
Just to leave me there.
So few rememeber,
The definition of joy,
Now it's already December,
A few weeks,
Till a whole new year.
We wipe away the tears,
Saying we're all clear,
Pretending that others are not in fear,
Living just for our own selves,
Hiding the secrets in shelves,
Smiling in fake cheer.
Now that you lied,
Now that you think you tried,
Now that you are free,
You forget to be there for me.
I'm not waiting anymore.
I thought you knew before,
But you're just another traitor,
Thinking I'm just a hater.
Opening the door,
I turn my back,
Bringing my pack,
Waving my hand,
Setting off to a new land.
I'm sorry,
But there's no choice better.
It may tear us apart,
Scar our hearts,
However,
I only have one thing to say.
"Goodbye."
Jumping Trout by TheHen
The annual salmon,
The jumping trout,
Who swim upriver,
In and out,
For one can see endeavor,
That seems to take forever,
It sure is not clever,
There could be some way better.
The falling cascade,
Of streaming water,
The power it takes,
To reach the lake,
No, even if the trout jumped higher,
Even with all that desire,
No one can be better,
Than the leading sire.
Day after day,
Despite being eaten away,
The trout jump on,
Without any way,
The seagulls diving in and out,
Though never broken away,
The jumping trout,
Live for the future,
In hopes for anything better.
We drown ourselves in the illusion,
That we drive our lives,
Lost in our own confusion,
There are always secret knives.
We believe we're so wise,
Blinded by unknown lies,
Our destinies held hostage,
By the forbidding skies.
Though who's to say,
That we can have it our way?
The truth held at bay,
From clueless minds,
The changes so mere,
Only seen when we rewind.
Life is not driven by us,
Though we may think we're the biggest bus,
That destiny lies in our hands.
But if you opened up,
Realize,
We are afraid to admit,
That life was never lead,
By us.
We journey through our lives,
Though no one knows what lies,
In the dark corner of our minds,
That we overlook,
That seems so obsolete,
Blown away,
In the swirling wind that sways.
Constantly crushed,
Our voices always shushed,
The petrichor so fresh,
The pain marked in our flesh.
Likewise,
We will always rise,
And fall.
Despite all the demise,
The hope is here,
The clouds will clear,
The new tomorrow,
Erasing the sorrow.
Despite everything,
There will be ringing,
That calls the changing,
The lingering,
The breaking.
And we will be,
Forever singing.
Although we are filled with worries,
There's this presence,
That sways in the breeze,
Creeping along the unknown lands,
Calling a name,
That seems to be familar,
Yet impossible to place.
Maybe we just believe,
That we are submerged in what we perceive,
Maybe we all live in denial,
Of reality's truth.
Phantom by TheHen
The silence in the air,
The burdens that I bear,
Life is so unfair,
No one will ever care.
They told me,
That this is my fate,
That I must follow,
And just be blind,
Even if it took all,
Made everyone fall,
I must fulfill my fate,
Before it’s too late.
There were so many,
Who came to me,
And asked how to be free.
So I led them to the tree,
Where we came to see,
That we were meant to be,
Forever friends,
Even to,
The darkest ends,
Of the sun and moon.
When noon rises,
And midnight falls,
I’m far from asleep.
I watch the horizon,
The hills that lie so far,
Like the stars in the sky,
That twinkle with mystery.
I take the wisps of wind,
And blow them away,
The traces of their presence,
Swirling in the breeze.
Everyday,
I hide in the dark,
Watching people’s lives,
Or just waiting to strike,
To hold the crimson blade.
But everytime,
I find myself frozen,
Unable to bring their lives down,
Afraid to just… erase them,
To devastate their families,
And friends,
And whatever they lived for.
There are dreams that I await,
For them to become reality,
But I know,
That I’m dead inside.
The chaos,
The cyclone,
That never subsides,
I’m dead inside,
But even so,
I’m still alive.
The friends I made,
They were there,
And fought the wars,
By my side.
The chaos may never subside,
No matter the sacrifices I make,
To protect them,
And prevent the end.
Though many were there,
Others never care.
Fake friends,
That betrayed me,
That turned around,
And said goodbye.
I tried to ignore it all,
Tried not to be shattered,
But there are times,
When I fell to my knees,
Every drop rippling,
The reflecting lake,
Under the stars.
They called me a legend,
The reason why I faded,
And became shaded.
Though I could slice,
And had the will to sacrifice,
I was hated,
Known as a traitor,
Because I just couldn’t do it.
A failure,
Weak and mere,
Only filled with fear.
That may have been true,
But now I just stand through,
The desolations of ash and blood,
Though they streak my face,
And trace my silhouette,
I am a survivor.
I was the shadow,
Who lurked in the abyssal night,
Who gazed at the stars in the sky,
Who was a traitor,
A failure,
To all.
I cried so many tears,
Even after all those years,
Their throats slit,
Right in front of my eyes.
I tried to defy,
But now I’m here,
Restrained by chains,
Banished from the place I loved,
Yet hated.
Baited,
I walked aimlessly into traps,
One after another.
Hypnotized,
I was blinded by the speculation,
The illusions.
I guided so many lives,
Their desperation and sorrow,
That flood through them,
Receded when I revealed,
That there is always a better tomorrow.
But my namesake,
I was meant to be alone,
In the dark,
There is so much you don’t know,
The tears I cry,
The hate because of my fate,
The lies I’ve told,
The sacrifices I made,
To save them,
To try and change,
Despite my differences.
The secret power that I was given,
Was not to be harnessed as a tool,
How come I was such a fool?
Bloodied,
Torchered,
Burned,
I still survive,
But I always regret,
And I’ll never forget,
The mistakes I made,
The burdens I still carry,
The lives died for an unknown purpose,
The pain marked into me,
Is not the hell they created,
It’s the scars that tear me apart,
That scorched me to the bone.
I shall never be forgiven,
But I’ll live on,
Despite all the blame,
And flames.
After all those days,
None of them could ever stay,
So now I’m here,
Nothing but mere,
With secrets and power,
Unknown to you.
Phantom,
The name that I always cherished,
That I always loved,
No matter what.
Like a shadow in the quietest night,
I’m watching and waiting for,
My purpose and time,
To twirl the stars in my grasp,
And change everything.
Guided By Stars by The Hen
Those pinpoints of light,
That shine through the night,
Magnificent twilight, along with the waning moon,
I hope that peace is coming soon.
If all is lost, all is gone,
Never be swallowed,
By the haunting shadows.
The stars are there,
To guide you,
Among unknown terrain,
For eternal time.
I watch,
As the future comes to pass,
Life has changed,
For all of us.
Those we left behind,
In our years of the past,
We miss, and we wish,
To see them one last time.
Reach for the stars,
For your dreams,
For your wishes.
Grasp and cherish what,
Defines the endless galaxy,
And the everlasting of memories,
That lies in our hearts.
Soar through the sky,
And find what you wish,
Speak and ask,
The stars and stars,
For they will guide you,
And bring your mind and soul,
To forever rest,
And forever harmony.
Guided by stars,
I walk down my path,
And seek afar.
The wishes,
That have been cast by the shooting beauty,
Be true,
With the moonlight and the twilight,
In sync,
Always there to guide our lives.
Horizons by TheHen
The sun’s setting,
The mix of memories,
Intertwined with the warm colors,
Through sunrise and sunset,
Through the rising tide,
We ride,
Along the horizons.
Horizons are where land and sky merge,
Where the possibilities emerge,
There is not one horizon,
But infinite horizons.
Look afar,
And watch the gliding seagulls,
As they twist and turn and soar,
Along the horizons.
We see one line,
But maybe it’s just too fine,
Because beyond the horizon,
Lies unknown hope and faith.
We are mortal,
With lives that can die,
And fade away,
But if you wish,
If you try,
We can fly,
Along the horizons.
Our faces,
Pelted with the crashing waves,
And the howling wind,
But the horizons,
So beautiful,
The sunrise and set,
Illuminate the skies into something more.
The tears that leak from our eyes,
Not sorrow,
But joy,
The smiles that will be true,
After the sight,
It’s nothing like we’ve seen before,
Like the magnificent stars and endless skies,
But, something, just something more.
The blinding light,
It erases the night,
Horizons,
Are more than what meets the eye,
Like the glowing speck of life,
Yet so vast,
We feel like crying,
With smiles of the newfound unknown.
Walk along the shores,
And watch afar,
Beyond the seas and depths,
Beyond the shadows and people,
Our delight like the brightest light,
Stride through and try,
To fly above the skies,
Along the horizons.
Dead of Night by TheHen The darkening night, Sending chills down my spine, Where is the light? Along this endless line? Monsters and hollows, Awaiting around the corner, Every step could be, A mistake of never being free. Creeping, Weeping, I cry and walk alone, In the abyssal air, In the dead of night. Oh, I’m so afraid, My mind full of fear, I hope I survive, Through the dead of night. Ominous screaming, That rips through the setting sky, Who is there? In the forest of night? The wind howling, The waves crashing, The trees falling, This nightmare, Forever and ever, In the dead of night. The atmosphere, As cold as space, Though somehow, I’m still alive in this race. Blinded by the storms, I see nothing, Yet everything is in front of me, But there is no light to guide me. The stars, That were there, Have faded away from the skies above, Have been there, but nowhere, Now there is none to follow. The dead of night, Shadows everywhere, Death right there, It may be surging now, But it will come to an end, With a message to send. There is silence, After years of pain, Of darkness and rain. The cyclone’s still raging, But I’ve gone through, Pushed the waters, Behind me. I’m still not free, With the dead of night, Right at my heels, I keep going, Keep running, Before I get swallowed, By the haunting hollows. The dead of night, Screaming or silent, Taunting or calming, It’s how you see, The night’s key, To being free, From the dead of night.
This is not a quote, rather a poem. I hope you enjoy it or rather enjoyed it. :)