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A Sea FightIt followed our way for sev'ral days
Slowly drew closer, hot on our trails
We didn't know 'till Co-Captain Hayes
commanded  to strike all of the sails
Then ev'ry crew mate saw who's behind
A ship of the Navy, but it was maligned
Before they could fire, our cannons spoke
With a loud thunder and a pile of smoke

The cannon ball flew and did not miss
Some hit the masts and others the hull
They fired back but a pity was this
Each of their shots in the end was null
Still they didn't heave to and steered the course
We awaited them with drawn weapons of course
They would never board our ship, our home
But end in a grave beneath the sea's foame

The
Head and heartThe simple thought is enough
To encumber me with grief
The bitter tears froze on the cheeks
And can't ease the pain within
The simple truth of loosing you
The simple weight of forever
Weights down the eloquent tongue
And lets me choke on tears uncried

The head knows it's part of life
Yet the heart refuses to accept
While fruitless hope takes roots
Denying the inevitable truth
Another artifact of childhood days
The last object of innocent, implicit love
Is dying too slow while dying too fast.

The head collects and stores memories
Of the laughs and fun we once shared.
Recalls the adventures and the songs
Of bygone days when you still had a go
LimericksMintymintamin:
There was once an american lad
Like a pirate he wanted to clad
So he searched for a crew
But if only he knew
How to board a ship, he'd be glad

Leelu:
A seamstress and a part-time witch
Could fix ev'rything with just one stitch
A man came with his cart:
"Show your impossible art!"
To a star his wagon she did hitch.

The American Realist:
A bard who once came to Beirut
Won all women's heart playing his lute
The other men were upset
And with an Opel Cadet
They ensured the bard is now mute

Radiant Intention:
A poet and hard-working writer
Once pulled up another all-nighter
Then sleep knocked him out
With death's help, no doubt.
s
Please ... Don't ...The sun's shining and the sky is clear
and you wish that you weren't here
Anymore, no part of this world, of this life
You're trapped in darkness and the way out
Of it is death, there's no doubt
But the alluring whispers of the sharp knife

When you drive in your car down the road
You dream of your last abode
And your eyes search for a tree to crash into
Every bridge's a chance to jump down
Each river tempts you to drown
In it, you climb high buildings not for the view

How can I make you stay here with me
When you try so hard to flee
From life's pain and the darkness and the sorrow?
Still I'm begging at your feet to stay
Not to
Her LoveI sense there's something wrong despite
She hides sorrow with smiles so bright
And though I try so very hard
Can't lift the burden from her heart
How can his words induce this pain?

And does he notice the hurt he caused her?
And will he hear the words she cannot say?
I think I ought to tell

How will this end for my dear friend?
How will this sad love one day end?
Although the feelings are in place
Tears keep streaming down her face
Which I try to dry in vain

Oh, will we ever from hurting deter?
Oh, how I pray for joy to come one day
For this love to get well
RetributionA black stripe covers the sky
A dark storm is approaching fast
Trouble is brewing, danger in delay
Soon deep night will fall during midday
Old quarrels erupt from the past
New hate's born from truths awry

The only light's a red glow
Like of the inky sky a threat
Getting brighter and brighter until
For a short moment, the world stands still
Then the sky is burning crimson red
And burning stars fall like snow

Dies irae dies illa
solvet saeculum in favilla

The world is consumed by fire
Burning winds roll across the lands
The water becomes the blood of dead
On the scorched earth hungry flames do spread
The glaring light shines t
Warm Me"The world is big and I am small,
I am short and the world is tall.
The world is cruel and I am hurt,
The world is cold and full of dirt."

The melody of a children's song
Echoed through the empty floor
When the shadow of a former self
Marched towards that certain door.

Behind that door there was a short shelf,
Drawers unlocked by a key
Agile fingers had stolen before.
The lighter was found with glee.

"The world is big and I am small,
The world is too deaf for my call.
The world is cruel and turned away,
The world is cold and has to pay!"

Like ice the darkened walls did glisten
On the floor there was a lake.
The last canister
We kill angelsWe take the kindness for granted when
We think that we deserve it but then
The angel we owe this to falls finally
We wonder aloud and we wonder why
And over the angel we broke we cry
Still we can't see we caused it initially

It's too easy to make angels fall
While wond'ring "Where are the angels all?"
It's so easy to push them over the edge
By demanding and taking it all, yet
We never give, never repay the debt
Tell me, what excuse do we have to allege?

Oh, leeches we are, vampires feeding
On angels' hearts, don't see they're needing
Kind words once in a while, arms to hold them, too
Why do we not tell them they are precious
I
The CarnivalWelcome to this carnival,
welcome to this circus fair.
Enjoy yourself, enjoy your stay
A better place can't be found anywhere

Round and round and round we go
Round and round, heyday, yahoo

Welcome to this carnival
Where the party never ends
And if you should feel sad one day
You'll smile again when walking on you hands

Round and round and round we go
Round and round, heyday, yahoo
Round and round we go and go

Welcome to this carnival
The place you will never leave
Where joy rules for eternity
Over what the eyes see here, hearts don't grieve

Round and round and round we go
Round and round, heyday, yahoo
Round and round we go and go
Round
Frightful MeetingShe ran into the woods alone
Until she reached an ancient stone
A forgotten giant's ashen bone
Overgrown by moss and firs
Where there was the love of hers

But not joy guided her today
Not happiness showed her the way
As rain fell from a sky led gray
Saltwater ran down her face
When she reached their meeting place

Adorned with a ruby red stain
A body awaited her slain
Causing such unbearable pain
Whom she'd given her heart to
Now had his own cut in two

Jelousy, the bitter passion
This cruel scenery did fashion
Where he ended up as ashen
and cold as the stone and sky
Made the loved girl want to die
Modern WitchcraftTell me, how does it work
The invisible date stream?
Why can the touch of a hand
Change so much on screen?

Smoke's strangeness all around
And the haze of a careful flame
The minute hand quietly moves
It is time to strike twelve

One simple movement
Changes meaning at once
Press to start a new world
Unfolding in your hand

Smoke stops, blazes burn
A glowing green light
And the soft beat of drums
Blazing brilliantly in obscurity

A voice resounded
Music starts play
A whole orchestra
Coming from my hand

It is a symphony of color
One which shines as an Aurora
These Spirits begin to dance
Much like that of Borealis Beauty

Anot
About HateWhen hate is a fire, then it's burning cold.
All consuming, raging uncontrolled.
Hot tears are burning in eyes and on skin,
Unable to calm the storm within.

The consumptive flame turns from red to white.
Burns down borders between wrong and right,
Disoriented reason leads astray.
Lined with ash and debris is the way.

Beneath the heat of raging fire is ice,
For firstly the cold did heat entice.
When freezing the heart in its icy grip.
The shell won't melt, won't break or rip.
Where Things Went WrongI think I owe you an apology
For the way I acted towards you.
Ignoring my own advice I failed
To follow the rules I made for me.

I still don't know what's wrong with me,
Neither why I took it out on you.
So here I stand and wonder if
We can go back  to how we once were.

"I am sorry for what I did",
These words I can't force out.
Trying to solve a puzzle I can't see
I wonder where things went wrong.
Where things went wrong

Maybe I just wasn't aware of how thin
My usually thick skin had become.
While I went into the swamp of doubts
And depression to help others out.

I've sunken in without noticing
Until it all went so very wro
Murderer!you killed her when you said these words
You killed what's left of her heart
You killed her trust in herself
You killed her trust in love
You killed her will to live
You killed her!
Mindless MistakeIt was a mindless mistake I did
That suddenly ended our good day
Then you don't talk and stayed away
I'm sorry, but can you believe it?

You know I take insults easily
Water dripping off lotus they're
You know I seldom shed a tear
But you should know better about me

The little things can hurt me badly
All the little things which sum up
Those little things my strength do cup
The little things are what can break me

You don't talk or even acknowledge
That I'm no stranger wasting air
For me it's freaking hard to bear
And I don't want you to be on edge

You hide your hand I need to hold on
That I even hold during sleep
In your pocket it's buried
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I dance barefoot through the rainDark clouds embrace your mind
storm clouds darken your sky
Heavy rain falls to your feet
You're alone with your misery.

See me dancing on the street
The rain won't bring me down
I feel too alive to see the clouds
And I dance through the rain

No light can break into
the black sanctuary of yours
Cold rain fills it bit by bit
You're trapped in sadness.

See me dancing in my cell
The rain can't bring me down
I feel too alive to see the walls
And I dance with bare feet

You keep on telling me
everything of your problems,
of misery and of sadness.
And you want my sympathy.

See me dancing through my life
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61. Fairy Tale

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Sleeping beauty, wake up and see
Your daydream isn't reality!
The prince shall cut down trouble's veil,
But life is not a fairy tale!

Oh, Rapunzel in the tower!
You wait and curse each passing hour.
You wait and wait for the avail,
But life is not a fairy tale.

Snow-White is lost in the dark wood,
The wolf molests Red Riding Hood
Both hope for the saving brave male,
But life is not a fairy tale.

Oh mirror, mirror on the wall,
What are fairy tales for at all?
In tales the princes never fail,
But life is not a fairy tale.

For little knows the doubting dame,
She confused lessons with the frame.
For the wrong reasons she does wail:
But life is not a fairy tale.

There're always morals to be learned,
Each happy end has to be earned
While a wrong choice does death entail.
But life is not a fairy tale.

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61. Fairy Taleby *Diluculi

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Written for the March Poetry Form Challenge of :iconmy-soul-bleeds-ink: March - Poetry Forms Challenge
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:bulletblue: The Kyrielle is a French form written in quatrains. (Stanzas of four lines).
:bulletwhite: Each quatrain contains a repeated line or phrase as a refrain.
:bulletred: It has a meter usually composed of eight syllables per line but it can be varied.
:bulletblue: There is no limit to the number of stanzas, but three is generally the minimum.
:bulletwhite: The normal structure is a/a/b/B, c/c/b/B, d/d/b/B. with B being the repeated line.
:bulletred: A varied structure could be a/b/a/B, c/b/c/B, d/b/
Part of the 100 Themes Challenge :icon100themeschallenge:, Variation 2:
No. 61: Fairy Tale
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Though I used reoccurring motifs of the more popular fairy tales, I am in no way referring to any modern version of them (Disney and Dreamworks versions for example). In my opinion, the modern fairy tale movies concentrate way to much on the reward (i.e. the prince/princess) and forget the grim obstacle, the blood and the moral. The orginal versions of the fairy tales were gruesome in their consequences for wrong behaviour, so people would stick to the moral provided at the end. Also, they often had sexual motifs. (while collecting fairy tales, the brothers Grimm often censored parts.)
(Think about the following: In "Cinderella", they changed the slipper from fur to glass. "Rumpelstiltskin".)
©2013 *Diluculi
Category: Literature / Poetry / General Poetry / Traditional Fixed Forms

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Critique by *somebodi-else Mar 1, 2013, 8:19:06 PM
If i may say, this is wonderful.
I personally adore the Brothers Grimm, but i know the censor takes away some of the original magic, as so much of it is woven into those more grim details.
The flow of your words is excellent, my favorite line was
For the wrong reasons she does wail
the recurring rhyme- veil, avail, male, fail, wail, entail. It really tied your stanza together. And told us the tale you wanted to present. That coupled with your contridictory But life is not a fairy tale. really gave us a significant push in the right direction.

I love that while pop culture presents us their shallow vision of snooty, weak girls, you did your homework and saw all the true character Disney swept away.
well... thats all i have to say.
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~tommyboywood Mar 3, 2013  Professional Writer
this is so cool. the only thing that really needs attention is line three, stanza two; should read "to no avail" instead of "for the avail" otherwise nice job. indeed, life is not a fairy tale!
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*Diluculi Mar 3, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
thank you very much!
I will correct the mistake right away :)
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~Marla-chan Mar 1, 2013
im not a big fan of poetry but this was a fun little read and the imagery it made in my head was interesting
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*Diluculi Mar 2, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
thank you :)
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~camilah Mar 1, 2013
:love:
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*Diluculi Mar 2, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
:D
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~camilah Mar 2, 2013
:)
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*Lunacella Mar 1, 2013  Student Digital Artist
I very much love this!! :iconyuiwahplz:
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*Diluculi Mar 1, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
thank you so much! :iconsweethugplz:
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*Lunacella Mar 1, 2013  Student Digital Artist
No problem!! I really love it! :iconyuiheavenplz:
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