~Poetry by Melanie~
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FLIGHT OF SOULS
  
On wings of angels
Souls take flight
Leaving below
The dark of night
 
Troubled time
A life now gone
Time for souls
To travel on
 
No longer clinging
To the trials of life
Free to roam
Free to take flight
 
Like the passing breeze
Moving with no sound
When far below others stand
Working through life hand in hand


 
BALANCE
 
With angels above me 
Devils at my feet
My world seems balanced?
Somehow complete
 
Something is missing
In this balanced world of mine
I’m still looking
Balance I can’t find
 
Devils all around me 
Angels didn’t want to know
Balance is still missing
My Soul it did go



A SOULS CALL OF LIFE

By light of day 
And break of night
Feathers falling
As birds take flight
 
As dusk is to dawn
Black is to white
oposites attract
Some take flight
 
Each is to the other
A wheel in each turn
Turning slowly 
 From each, each will learn
 
A wheel in each turn
Still turns the same
Each to the other 
In the same game.



CHILD OF DARKNESS

Darkness falls
Pain creeps in
Emptyness follows
I cry within
 
Cries so loud
Oh what a din
The cries come
From the child within
 
Child of darkness
Reach out your hand
Take hold of me
For here I stand
 
Steeped in darkness
Depths of dispair
Comfort and caring
I have no care
 
Child of darkness
Walk with me
Wrapped in pain and poverty
See the world as I see
 
Hand in hand
We walk this land
Death and despair
In hell we stand. 



TIME - TOO LATE

Time ticks away tick tock, tick tock
My life so governed by the clock 
I try to grasp time and hold it still
Time moves on and pain follows

I loved you then and I love you now
We drifted apart and I know not why
I still feel you close, can sense your touch
By my side, i love you so much

I reach out to you but you have gone
I hear from you but you move on
I sense your pain but you still move on
I fear one day you will be gone.

Time moves on time does not wait
I search for moments in time
I reach but I cannot reach time
It is as if time has no time for me

Time, meaning, pain, it happens again
I question all time that passes
Why, to gain what exactly
I had so much to give, to share

But time marched on without a care
Passing me by, one with so much time 
Time to give, time to share,
Time marches on, it's a race for time

Before time runs out, I must find my time
Time to spend worthwhile time
But time is late and time has run out
Eyes feel heavy, fear creeps in

The time I have always feared is here
I cannot stop this time it is here
I close my eyes I feel its touch
Time has stopped, life became too much.



WORK PLACE BULLY

The Pain and the torture
With each tick of the clock
Time is the essence
The essence it is not.

My life is in turmoil
The battle is lost
My tears fall like rain
And Oh, at what cost

Swallowed up in the suffocation
Of a bullies fight to regain
His power of control
Of a life he lives, in pain

His pain is his driving force
That seeks to destroy me
His power is his weakness
For his weakness I see

My life force is in turmoil
I want to fight back
Each time I get stronger
He returns to attack

His attack is relentless
No one hears my cries of pain
Silence is torture 
Am I really going in sane



SOULS

We drift along with time to spare 
We no longer feel the cool wet dew. 
We no longer see the sunsets heu 
We are here, but we are not there. 

We do not remember the pains gone by 
We do not ask reasons why. 
We watch the world from a different place 
We drift on open seas of life 

We care not who or why 
We share not our feelings 
We cannot cry 
We drift on open seas of life. 

We are the souls of lives gone by 
We are the souls that did not die 
We are the souls that drift along 
We are the souls of bodies gone. 



FEEL

I feel like the living dead,
My walls are up, yet I know I feel,
Yet I cannot feel.

I know what it is like to feel,
Yet I feel nothing.
I am lost to me again.

For you to explain that you understand,
There is no need to explain to the dead
They do not feel like the living.

They feel on a higher plain,
They do not remember, they wander,
As lost souls ever searching.

I want peace, I want closure,
I don't want to be lost,
I want to be found.

My hands shake, My body breaks
I watch as I fall to the ground,
People pass they see me not.

Lost in a sea of blurred faces,
A sea of trampling legs,
I curl up and make no sound.

Someone find me, set me free
Guide me from the pain I see
From the dark cloud that covers me
Find me set me free.



MY ANGEL

In my heart
My angel died
She fell to eath
And lay by my side.

Crumpled wings,
Soul torn apart,
Lessening beat
of a broken heart.

As I watched...
I saw her die.
As I saw, I heard no cry........
An empty void where once was me.

If I had been loved,
As I had loved,
Instead of resentment and pain
I would be alive in me today.

I stand empty, I am not whole
I wait for an angel
To repair my soul.
Where are the angels?



HOW HE MADE ME FEEL....

Dark and distraught
I hide within
The pain I feel
The pain I'm in.

The fear enfolds me
It stifles my voice
My breath it expires
I have no choice.

I close my eyes
The fear takes hold
I give into the life that I hold
I have no fight left

I feel I'm slipping
Into that darker place
I hear voices
But they have no face.

I reach out...........
With hope that you're there
To pluck me from..
My place of despair.

My life is slipping
My hope all gone
I once was happy
And once strong.

I have lost all fight
I want to crawl out
I want a voice, 
I want to shout.

But my voice is still lost
In the fog of despair
No one to comfort
As no one is there.



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