With These Eyes

With my eyes,
What did you see?
Did you see the darkness
Of perpetual night,
As slowly it danced
Upon moonlit thoughts?

With my arms,
Where did you reach?
Did you reach for the stars
That shine at night?
Did you reach out
To touch your dreams
As slowly,
Gently,
They fell to the ground,
Softly dancing
Upon a breeze?

With my eyes,
Did you look in the mirror?
Did you see the emptiness
Of my tortured soul,
Torn apart by life,
As slowly I walk
Through eternal darkness?

Yet, with your eyes,
I can see the light.
I can see the hope
That each new day brings.

Night Dancer

She reaches out to touch the sky,
As clouds fly high on rainbow dreams,
Dancing upon a slumbered sigh.
She reaches out to touch the sky,
As Darkness rules from there on high,
Filling the night with silent screams.
She reaches out to touch the sky,
As clouds fly high on rainbow dreams.

Winter Dreams

It’s cold in here,

Dark,

Yet here I stand

Alone in the shadows

Of cruel night.

I hear the silence

Of cruel winds

Softly whispering

Through silver trees,

As winter dreams

Dance upon my heart.

I reach out

To catch a dream,

Yet there’s nothing there.

Butterfly Tears

Why do I cry

When butterflies fly?

Their soft wings embrace

The sweet light of day,

As slowly they dance

Upon nature’s dreams,

Yet dreams have no

place in my heart.

Only darkness lives there,

Playing with the memories

Of days long ago.

As butterflies pass,

I close my eyes

And watch them dance

Upon my dreams.

Yet, why do I cry?

Before the Storm

(Picture: Stormy Dusk II by =mydigitalmind. © 2009-2013 =mydigitalmind.)

BEFORE THE STORM.

Before the storm,

She rests a while,

Taking refuge

In the darkness

Of her dreams.

Before the storm,

She plays a while,

Dancing with the embers

Of the dying day.

Before the night,

She stands alone,

In the silence

Of her darkened room.

Before the shadows

Of night descend,

She whispers tears

Into the wind.

Beneath the clouds

Of tainted light,

She holds a dream

Within her hand,

Yet it’s fractured,

Torn apart

By the shadows

Of a distant past.

I Am Me

I am me,

The girl you see
Reflected in life’s waters,
Tossed aside on stormy seas,
To sail alone in the darkness.

 

I am me,
The girl inside,
Trapped in the darkness
Of distant memories,
As I slowly walk
Through childhood dreams
And whispers of memories
From long ago.

 

I am me,
Abused, neglected
By the brutal hands
Of an uncaring man.
I called him “Dad”,
Yet he was no father of mine.

 

He tortured me in body,
He tortured me in mind,
Shattering my hopes and dreams
As they lay bruised and battered
Upon a stone-cold floor.

 

I am me,
The girl you see
Reflected in the eyes of fate,
Cast aside on a bloodless battlefield.
I am scarred,
Tortured,
Wounded,
Yet I must go on.

 

I am me,
Born in a city where ships were made,
Where friendships were forged
from steel and coal,
Where life is hard,
Yet we stand together,
United as one.

 

Life has been hard,
Yet here I stand,
Tall and proud
Against the perils
Of a darkened land.

Cup of Storms

In a land of darkness

And distant screams,
I stand alone.

 

Surreality surrounds me
As clouds form within my mind,
Bringing darkened images
To sleepy eyes.

 

Shadows form
Within my dreams,
Whispering silence
Into my soul.
Taunting me,
Teasing me,
As slowly they dance
Upon blackened hearts.

 

The night draws ever closer,
Yet, try as I might,
I cannot run.

 

I stand alone
Beneath the moon
As blackened images
Fill my mind.

 

Thunder rages
Through the night,
Filling my heart
With blackened dreams,
As slowly,
Deeply,
I drink,
From my cup of storms,
Knowing that life
Must go on.

Timeless Storms

I see leaves

Falling,
Like crystal tears
From darkened eyes.

 

I see Autumn,
Cruel and unkind,
Weaving dark magic
Upon Summer’s light.

 

I see darkness
Slowly forming
In the mind
Of a troubled soul.

 

I see night,
Dark and foreboding,
As nightmares dance
Upon crimson hearts.

 

I stand alone
As timeless storms
Shatter the silence
Of distant dreams.

THIEF!

Autumn brings darkness

Whispering in silent dreams.

Stealing summer’s light.

The Silence of an Angel

(Picture: Shattered by *AF-studios. © 2011-2012 *AF-studios.)

 

THE SILENCE OF AN ANGEL.

 

Silently, he dances
Upon a moonlit dream,

Yet he dances alone.

 

Softly, he whispers

Gentle moonlit thoughts,

Yet I cannot hear them.

 

Silently, he flies

Alone through the darkness

Of his shattered soul.

 

Silently, he dances

Upon a storm-kissed dream,

Yet he dances alone.



The Silence of a Dream

Shrouded in eternity,

Footsteps echo through the night,

Softly dancing upon my dreams.

Shrouded in eternity,

As timeless storms rage through my heart,

Bringing life to ashen tears.

In the silence of a dream,

Footsteps echo through the night,

Bringing light to darkened souls.

 As storm-kissed night begins to fade,

Footsteps play with gentle light,

Softly dancing upon my dreams.

Night Winds

I’m lost

All alone

In the forest

Of my dreams,

Where nightmares dance

Upon cruel winds,

Whispering their secrets

Into the night.

The night is cold,

Yet still I walk

Through the darkness

Of stark memories

As they dance

Upon stormy seas,

Taunting me,

Tempting me

Into the darkness

Of barren dreams.

Upon Love's Dream

Spring Dreams

SPRING DREAMS.

She catches moments

On sunken dreams,

Whilst flying high

On gossamer wings,

As memories dance

Upon cruel night,

Whispering magic

In gentle hues,

As slowly,

Gently,

She rises,

Embracing the light

Of this brand new day.

In Beauty's Eyes

In Beauty's eyes, I reside.
In gentle arms, she holds me,
Shielding my eyes from the ugliness
Of the world that lies all around me.

But why?

I'm nothing,
Nobody,
Just a ghost,
A whisper
Of a distant memory
From long ago.

Yet still she protects me
Teaching me, guiding me
Through harsh reality
As we walk through the darkness
Of eternal night.

I am grim,
Dark and foreboding.
My landscape is lifeless,
Desolate and grey,
Yet Beauty shines
In all her glory,
Bringing magic
To this brand new day,
As tender hands guide me
Through storm-filled dreams,
Teaching me, protecting me
From night's lonely silence.

I am grim,
Desolate and bare,
Filled with the darkness
Of distant memories -
yet I am Beauty,
I am she
Who brings light
To the darkest of dreams.

Temptation

Upon this night,

She stands alone,

Softly touching

Moonlit thoughts,

As temptation

Dances like fire,

Bringing the light

Of her heart's desire,

Tempting her soul

With passionate dreams -

yet bringing the darkness

Of silent screams.

Timeless

Softly echoing through the night,
Dancing like fire upon my dreams,
Are footsteps of memories from long ago,
Silently crashing upon time's golden shores.


Gently teasing my innermost thoughts,
Playing with my heart's desires,
Time takes my dreams and tears them apart,
Tempting my soul with the promise of fire.


I dance alone in the light of youth,
Yet one day, my time will come -
and through the darkness, I'll learn the truth
Of who I am and what I've become.

Time-Worn Dreams

Sunken thoughts
Of time-worn dreams
Are carried to me
From across the sea,
As gentle night
Calls out to me,
Whispering memories
Of time-worn dreams.

The Memory of a Dream

I see no evil,
Feel no evil,
Yet I walk alone,
Trapped in the darkness
Of eternal night.

I have no heart,
No soul,
No guiding light,
Yet I’m not evil,
I’m just lost,
All alone
In the shadow
Of my dreams.

I’m just a ghost,
A memory,
A footstep
Upon Time’s golden shores,
As I walk in the shadows,
Trapped in the memory
Of a distant dream.