Lost

First poem I've written in a long time. Feel free to rake me over the coals for it. I like constructive criticism, if you don't like something, tell me. I won't mind.

For the people that are lost

Silent dying in the frost

And the world that we have wrought

Lies lonely behind our fallen hearts

 

When the world that owns your soul

Takes the form of all you know

And the path that you forgo, grows in this adventure

And just this moment in suspension

 

Is your own force of redemption

And there is no comprehension, of this fantasy

Take a look within your human heart

Beating music in the dark

 

And prepare to light the spark

Of a fire of familiar faces, voices, different choices

Disgraced, mistraces, chasing, places, faded faces I depart

Through foggy memories rotten, watermarked

 

With the forsaken embers of our hearts

Shining brightly, for a second, beckoning like lightning

There’s a shadow in our way, as we shiver unafraid

To deliver what we’ve made, from within the grip of monsters

 

When you are discarded like garbaged hope

And pulsing beats are fading slow

And remorse is running low

On this slippery cliff, this sloop, as we break away

 

And the words that you have wrote

Command your sanity in winters cold

Humanity can feel past this pain, this grove this tactful maze of enemies

And slowly dissolve in our emptiness, in an unsolvable riddle of an apocalypse

 

As you dribble down your says

Pass and learn to live another day

And the dead have been betrayed

For no purpose

 

And alert within the dark

Within the ego, blackness stark

As the music of the harp is silent cold

And the melody is worthless, and the show is merely curtains

 

The sentences occurring

They come together blurring in your mind

And the memories chill your spine

And there’s no hope left to find

 

And fire begins to die

With the dark, shining fools gold

As the demons disembark

And the angels marked for death

 

Are the people you are left your only breath to die alone

And there’s no such thing as hope

And your life is just a joke, and look upon your captors face, unafraid

Learn to live another day, disembodied, damned disgraced and broken

 

But these people can’t erase, the words, their faces, their fate, their hate

And you will not run away from tomorrow

You borrow from their graves, sorrow painted on faintly blood red lace

And you escape behind labels of your maker, for today

 

And the people will not pray

Because their god has gone away

And I stumble into pain

And stagger through a gateway through death's humility

 

There is not a fruit riper

Then a crime considered light

Then a death considered right

People betrayed

 

Let this courage light the way

Before my ability, my fire fades to grey

And my futures went to shame

Within the dark

 

I will not bow to those who have me named

As a cruel man, a tyrant, after what they take

And the feelings here are fake

Within their spit and spittle, I have little

 

And there is no riddle here

Only anger hate and fear

And it seems that I appear to be alone

This is the only hope that I have known

 

And if you wish to dream for good

Look before you, and it should seem

That light comes within the darkness, the dreams within our daytime

I listen to this prisons whispered rhymes when I stare death in the face

 

When broken and dismayed

At least I’ll know that I was unafraid

While these people play the game

I am a pawn among the kings

 

And the words that I can sing have all been silenced

I will not give in to empty violence within this shouted quiet

If I die this vagrant hate will not define my faded soul

And I’ve known the hope within my mangled bones will only grow

 

As I die unashamed alone

Among the snow frozen unknown

They’ll be with me in the dark, a spark, a warmth, to never part

And inside my beatless heart, painted made into your art, at least I’ll know

 

Protecting those I’ve known, was really my only choice, before the void

For the people that are lost 

Silent, dying in the frost

And this world that we have wrought

 

Lies lonely behind our fallen hearts, so lovely, ugly

And the silvers of my soul, and the diamond of my hope, will crown me the devil in my malevolent insanity alone, upon this throne of dreams

For this is the greatest suffering, this dark spark within the nothingness, humanity’s insantuary, infatuated with psychopathic hatred, buried underneath the foundation of nations creaking floors

This unsacred pain is the greatest role I’ve ever known

To stay strong for their sakes, mask the sacrilege, until the day I finally come home

Breakthrough the hatred operating in the cold

The words returning burning burden in my soul

And determination for equal creation is reborn

Author's Note

I very seldom reply to reviews, but I promise I read EVERY single one. I look forward to my next review because it helps me learn. Even if it's just one word, I promise, I will be ecstatic to have the chance to hear what you have to say. Whenever you write something about my poems, or the themes of my poems, or criticize me it is not in vain. I will listen, learn and be thankful.

Reviews

[Ghost writer]

this is really good, it's like depression stealing you away, but it gets so deep inside you that you don't even care anymore you just let yourself drift into a vast ocean of nothing, and you can still feel it holding on to you, but the feeling of hope is gone forever, or at least that's what it felt like, but slowly you start to feel again, even if what your feeling is pain, you know that if you feel there's hope. I relate this is beautiful.

[Jackie]

i really enjoy your words as they carry so much emotion within them and you seem to have so much going on you always know what to say the right words, the right way... keep it up

[Pete]

"When you are discarded like garbaged hope" - powerful line that really stood out for me.

"Silent dying in the frost" repetition is effective.

you write really well. criticism would be length. couple of words near beginning to maintain rhyming scheme perhaps ... :)

[wordman]

i guess it`s bad when you lose hope