deformed tree

[emesaeler]

I got my inspiration driving to a park, when I saw two trees growing out of the same trunk in a V shape in a field off the road. I wrote it in more of a lyricy style with kindof a specific rhyme scheme to it.

you and me
a deformed tree
look at the way
we sway in the breeze
winter chill tears
feeling naked and bare
yet we still hold
our heads in the air
our roots and trunk
grown together
we know it won't
last forever
winter came when
you closed your eyes
you fell in summer's
paradise
two birds with one stone
I'll see you soon
I'm coming down
I'm coming home

 

[emesaeler]

this was done in the late hours, when I was feeling lonely.


if you knew exactly how I felt
that my feelings are wearing a safety belt
like the flickering flame keeps the cold out
your smile strips me of fear and doubt
and in the process my soul you melt

maybe if in somewhere new
if you were I, and I were you
we'd make the sun and moon and stars
circle us like they were ours
a shining shimmering golden hue
I would share it all with you

hell, I'd give it all away
the sun the moon, night and day
if but for one single night
I could spend with you, and I just might
go cold, hard, decay and die
each day from then my soul would smile

 

[emesaeler]

I wrote these ones a while ago, if anybody cares to see them. I've got lots of stuff, I'm just posting some of my personal favorites. Seems also that the older ones are very negative and depressing. Glad I got out of that hump.

Rays piercing dark like knives
apathy pushing it aside
the warmth inviting me inside
with outstretched hands and a smile
the clouds overflowing with joy
bowing low as I walk by
I finally see everything clearly
now under the white light
and the incredible height
the sparkling sea waving goodbye
the trees saluting in unison
I fade into the clear sky
and for a moment everything
is at peace in the world
and I'm not here to see it

here's another:

The gray sky lights the way
to where you belong
so get out of my way
get out of the storm
hurry take shelter before
it carries you away
it peels and picks you apart
five feet from the doorway
did anyone see from where it came
I was expecting drizzle, not rain

and another:

Luner waves in your voice
make the heavens shiver
and fills me with joy
nothing could be better
doomsday's politeness is decieving
beautify the ending
we're not really leaving
we're just shifting
like chemicals in
and unkown formula

 

[Nietzche]

we're just shifting
like chemicals in
and unkown formula

This last little verse really stood out. I gotta hand it to ya bud, your shit ain't too bad! [typically, I tend to repulse from happy, rhyming sorta poetry . . . or well, poetry that only expresses the patently cliched . . . I am left with the feeling that you have avoided these (cliched) obstacles.]