Poems from BCT Part 2

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Poems from BCT part 2

The Journey

By Ephemeral_Dreams

We all start anew, as would an egg

but none finish the same, like gambling

Even as we try and try, with coins of time

All everyone wins, is relief in death.

Then it is up to us, to judge

To see a course for this doomed ship

To visit the inconquerable,

To find the unimaginable

Amidst the storm of life,

The trials we face, small and big

Crashing waves, devouring storms

All seek to impede us, to unmake us.

To take meaning away, from this

This short yet eternal Journey

Journey to death, to peace.

We strive to leave a mark.

A piece of us our children may find

A piece of the ship, our vessel.

A remnant of times long past,

A reminder of our scars

A something that would aid

Aid those on the Journey,

On this cold sea, a light.

So that we may shine the way,

As the North Star.

An Angel in the night.

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By Ephemeral_Dreams

Covered in snow, piled sorrows,

Amidst the cold, unforgiving sky

Trees alight, beauty grows

on the cold mountains, alone.

Lost in himself, the past

Families, lovers, time, gone.

Without a goal, a future.

Another soul, a comrade in arms

On a stream, a shared glance.

Heartbeats athunder, eyes open

Wordless gesture, a symbol

Traveling together, steps strong.

Shared feelings, curled tails

Awkward glances, sneaky scoots.

A huddle, mounds of fur.

Whispers at night

lovers in sight

hearts alight

limbs held tight

In another's arms,

one finds peace

the tranquil joy,

That brings Life

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By Ephemeral_Dreams

The snow covered land,

Frigid winds, bright sky.

A calm, peaceful mind

Whispers from the dark, the devil

Doubts and regrets asunder

Pouting, fretting altogether.

resting, pondering apast.

Life and death combined.

Coldness, unfelt, regardless of the skies

In this empty heart, nothing to feel

Warmth in familiarity, the sorrow.

Blank, beating heart.

The tranquility it brings

In this storm of life.

Biting memories, frigid homes.

In time, ever aflow

One finds warmth in the cold.

In absolute peace, absolute stillness.

Gaze upward, towards the dreams.

Our desires, stars of our hearts.

Beyond this world,

above the heavens,

where our hearts lie,

A spring of hope.

The Clock

By Ephemeral_Dreams

Surveyors of the Hour, an unstoppable streak.

A river of time with debree afloat.

Punisher of the weak, an inescapble bleak.

A lover of Pain, masochistically aloof

Each tick marks another birth,

A new seed on this earth.

Each click marks another death,

Another lost soul in this void.

Some of us live for money,

Others live for love and joy.

Some of us Die for our country.

Others die for being fate's toy.

Very fwe of us live this morning

And we die this afternoon.

Only to be reborn and fall again.

For reason unknown.

Forced to endure, shackled by Fate.

Needles, countless needles of pain.

Nourished to survive, sustained by hate.

Spindles of life, heedless to the shrieks.

Yet we take another step, to the clock's beat

tick, thud, tock, thunk, tick...

Tilll that day clock ticks no more.

Click of the hammer, end of this flick.

Alive and Dead

By Ephemeral_Dreams

Being alive is like being a fugitive.

A constant marathon away from darkness

Looking ahead is like staring at a beehive

An unending chain of hexagonic madness.

Each step we take, we are blind.

We look right and left, awry.

Each time we look, we are hurt.

we took a step, that second away.

Future is unknown, never predictable.

Past is a union, of all our sorrows.

Present is a noun, that means so little.

All we can do, is live for today, for now.

Constant worries bombard us, ceaseless.

Not a moment to recover from the thorns of fate.

Redundant Pains scar us, merciless.

Not a balm in sight, only hate.

Distaste at life, at being alive

oft i pray for death, for the end.

Tired of this, being a slave.

enslaved to Fate, For eternity.

When my run ends, finally.

When my lungs collapse.

When my heart stops quietly.

When my mind ceases thinking, so negatively.

I'll find my freedom, away from this prison.

Prisoner of life, itizen of Death.

A warrior's Journey

By Ephemeral_Dreams

A lone warrior walks alone, at night.

His armor coated in gore and despair,

A prone weapon, its owner without might.

His lover coated in tears, his heart in disrepair

Done with this battle, but never with the war.

Not a moment of respite, away, busy

Gone with but a word, his heart ever marred.

Got a heart, not a soul.

Nothing but blood and flesh

Nothing but sorrow and tragedy.

Always blank, a white slate.

Splattered with red, Chaos.

Only thing he prays for, his one wish.

For his life to end, Journey to stop.

To have eternity with his love, in the clouds above.

Where hopes lie, hearts fly and love blossoms.

A place, know peace, a gentle breeze

without the scent of metallic blood

Without the screams of the dying

A breeze without the whispers of the nethers

Mountains and skies alight with hope

One day he'll find the sanctuary

His love in hand, his heart in another.

To end his Journey, this long trip.

King

By Ephemeral_Dreams

One step on this peak i so strive,

Realization that i am here now,

one breath atop the mountanis

Imagination behind closed eyelids

Looking back, down the long, winding path.

Potholes, hills, rivers and chasms of fate.

All that i'd conquered, only barely.

Regardless, i am here now, the king.

Defeating Fate, overcoming the disabilities.

Maimed heart, pained boots.

Throbbing and stabbing, debilitating my abilities.

Despite it all, I am still the king.

For i no longer need to remember.

For I no longer let my past hurt me.

For I no longer fear physical activities.

For today, untill death, I am an American Soldier.

King of my own life, above Fate,

Bard of sorrow, believer in tomorrow,

Wings you give me, I fly above the heavens.

Clouds of endless joy, in my marrows

Scars and blood, marred body.

Shattered heart, matted hair.

Now all I've to do, as the king

is to conquer the others, afore me.

to be King of it all.

Never to fall ever again.

Hearts

By Ephemeral_Dreams

A new sunrise greets me, as each morning

Forces me to smile, my past aside a moment.

Another heartache meets me, as each warning

Forces me to cringe, my memories aflood

Each day alive is an irony, so cruel

Each night asleep is my only relief, so tranquil

Every face, every word, everything.

Every second that passes, another second wasted.

How I wish joy upon this world, for every soul.

How I pray you with me, in my arms.

How I endure hell and beyond, for your embrace.

How I stray, on this endless waters, forever lost

Reborn as a soldier, as a new being.

Strong yet soft, rough yet beautiful.

A fresh, new page. Chance only few brings.

I walk through it all, you in my heart

Only thing to hold onto, only haven

Overcame countless hills, only thousands left.

One foot after another, left right left.

I thank you for the strength

I love you for the heart

I adore you for these memories.

Albeit they be imaginary

Even though we'd never met

My heart beats for you.

Waves

By Ephemeral_Dreams

Unforgiving tides, waves in the ocean

Filled with grief, sorrow overwhelming

Amidst the crashing waves,

a lone soul floats, albeit barely.

Drenched, without protection,

From the ocean's rage

Frozen, without affection

From the lover's gaze

Now astride, bobbing up and down

Balanced solely on his hopes

Dreams collide, amassing upon his crown

To beget a master of waves.

Riding the tumultous seas,

only his hopes holding him

Living his dreams,

Reality becomes a film

Scenes of blood, dreams and dread.

dialogues of sorrow, joy and pain.

sends messages to the nameless,

All those who wander.

Conquering sadness and fate.

Overcoming cruelty and segregation.

And countless, unspeakable sins

He is the Master of the Waves.

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By Ephemeral_Dreams

Marching down the avenue, in the darkness

Sun's yet to rise unlike most of us.

Marching in step, into the world's mess.

Fate's hand rises again, only to strike

Future can only be bright,

If one decides to correct his sight.

For where shadow lies, light is near

If only we'd see it all, the blessed flame.

Alas I was blind, in what felt like forevermore

Ever stuck in the darkness, enveloped by the shadows

Till the Savior came, with ice cream in hand.

Ever-joyous smile on his muzzle

All these years, all who cared or otherwise

were lesser than those words, oh so simple.

"Look above you Ephy, for the sun rises daily,

Without mistake, light always comes."

Looking high at the sun, a gasp.

At the beauty it paints, every morning.

Without mistake, always there.

Every day, a new mural.

Indescribable, unforgettable scenes.

The past cannot be forgotten,

The future cannot be forseen

But this moment, overcomes all senses.

I have some more i wrote in class.. I'll upload those later.

too tired >.< growing up in front of a computer has its downs..eh? heh

im sure quite a lot of you readers can relate.

good night to all

thanks again for reading and comments

-Ephemeral_Dreams