> The Homeward Journey - A Book of Poems > by SaxPon3 > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- > Halfway > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- "Halfway" Who am I, if I’m not who I want me to be? Blinded by failures, I cannot win. I cannot even start to see, That to be halfway is the greatest sin. My life, like fire and ice, Forever contained and conflicted. The defeat grips like a vice, Squeezing my lungs, constricted. Love, so close, yet so far Crawls away, from the cold in my heart. The bitterness is as black as tar, So much so that not even a spark can start. To be halfway is an immortal haunt, Forever following, its face is gaunt. > The Grass Smells Red > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- "The Grass Smells Red The grass smells red. The smell is naucious, for Death flies above. Cries of the fallen fill the air. God has gone; Hope has no meaining now. The victors, though they number few, pray for the souls of the tortured dead, so that they may ease into the heavenly gates. Angels fly above; Demons lurk below. Until Death makes it end, their suffering continues on. The grasses are stained crimson, and the air smells of baking flesh. The land reeks of innocent blood, spilt by the unholy sword of war. Though they have won, the victors taste naught but bitter spoils. > Who Cares? > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- "Who Cares?" Who cares? Such simple words but what meaning do they have? To one such as I it means the world, And perhaps to you it means nothing. I need someone to care for me, Someone to simply seek for my wellness. No one will do that, no one will try that. I am all alone. > I am Loyalty > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- "I am Loyalty" I see the pain which you bear And I beg of you, Share your burden with me. Through darkness and light, I will be by your side. I will carry on as you carry, Suffer as you suffer, Triumph when you triumph. Who am I, you ask? I am Loyalty. > Love's Touch > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- Love's Touch The spirit over whom many seem to faun To me remains elusive as a thought. 'Tis an artist who's art is pain drawn, Love's touch for which I have fought. Love's touch is hot like the sun, Yet cold as the Arctic winds. Poking at my heart for fun, Causing me to feel the greatest sins. Where is it now, that demonic angel? Search I may, find it I will not; For it will find my heart torn and mangled scars dealt by that which I have sought. Love's Touch warms the heart as a kindred soul, But once frozen everlasting is its hold. > Essence of Loyalty > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- Essence of Loyalty Stunning as night, Shining as a star bright. Flying and laughing, Cheering and gasping. Return to me you always do, For loyalty is yo suit. Never give up, never back down; Not till victory is made your everlasting crown. Fear nothing do you except failure and loss, It'll be okay; tomorrow's fate's a toss. Tomorrow’s a new day, So don’t cry and waste away. Get up, spread your wings, and fly! Your courage is will be your mainstay, Your spirit will never die. I see you soaring above, You see me down below. Your smile full of love, Your eyes filled with beautiful glow. You fly down so low, Coming to me on the ground. With the wind your mane flows, The air's filled with laughter all around. I reach out to pull you to me, To find you smiling brightly. You say something quickly and grin, I simply nod and smile within. For though you know not, You are the pony for which my heart’s sought. You tell me I am a great friend, One who will stay till the very end. I only shake my head and say nervously, "I’m doing only as many others would." You frown and punch me playfully, Telling me more pride would do me good. Demons will follow you always, But fear them you should not. I will stay till the end, You I will always defend. For I know you would do the same for me, You who are the essence of Loyalty. > The Factory > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- (I'm telling you now, this is inspired by Rainbow Factory THE SONG. Flamers, you've been warned.) "The Factory" If I am a failure, then send me to The Factory. For at least there I will be made useful, Be turned into something of worth. But be ever warned of those dark halls; A place so dark even angels fall. If I am a failure, then send me to The Factory. You have said I have no worth nor any pride, Then let me be off to where many have died. But be ever warned of those dark halls, For they are controlled by malevolent thralls. If I am a failure, then send me to The Factory. For you have called me not your own, Wished for another child. So send me off then! I ask you this dearly, For this torture makes me cackle insanely. But be ever warned of those dark halls, Where demons stalk and hatred stands tall. So send me off to The Factory, If I am a failure. Send me off, so you may never see my face again. Just remember that once you regret your choice, Recall the words of my insidious voice: "For in The Factory, where your fears and horrors come true; in The Factory, where NOT A SINGLE SOUL GETS THROUGH." > The Ring > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- Ring. I lay on some cold surface, White light all around me. Breathing in, breathing out. Asleep I am not, yet awake I am not. I simply lay. Ring. I frown; a noise out in the distance. It seems so alien, so strange; It breaks the peaceful silence. Opening my eyes, I look around Only to find the same bright white world. Seeing nothing, I lay back and close my eyes. Ring. I shoot back up; this time I know I heard it. My pupils shrink, my breathing quickens. What could it be, this thing breaking the silence? Fear grips my heart, wild are my eyes as they dart to and fro. No sound has struck me with as much fear as this, So alien it is, breaking the silence. Ring. My breathing becomes erratic; it is getting louder, closer! I try to scramble away, but from all sides it comes. Covering my ears, I attempt to block out the noise. Yet still it echoes through the world, through my head. Sweat collects on my brow, chilled by the cool air. Ring.  It is louder than ever! I scream, crying now. I babble out, begging for it to stop. What is it? It breaks the trance of my rest. I whine, I whimper; I shake, I shudder. I look all around, desperately searching for it. Ring. It is even closer now, causing me insecurity. I huddle my naked body, shivering in the cold. It is steadily moving towards me, and I can do nothing to stop it. I’ve lost all hope. Suddenly, silence falls once more. I relax and breathe easily, until-- Ring. My eyes widen. It is here. > Finally Here > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- Floating above the calm sea I stare up at the blue sky above me. Staring up at the wonder That is painted above me. The clouds hold strange winged angels Flying and floating along. Surely, this is peace; Surely, this silence cannot be broken. Suddenly, I've drifted ashore. A strange feeling, the soft sand After floating so long. I stand up, and marvel at the beauty. This land is full of tranquility, and of so full of life. The air smells of fresh baked muffins, and yet of something else. I walk inland unsure of where I was. I reached a small town, and was shocked when I was greeted. My eyes watered when I saw who they were. The inhabitants show love! the inhabitants show kindness! This world is completely different from my own. This is what I've desired! I break into laughter; I know this place! I laugh and laugh, not believing I am here. After so long, I am finally here! After waiting for so long, I am finally here. > The Homeward Journey > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- I walk a strange path full of trial and triumph. Though the road is long, and the trek be tiresome, I will persevere Here on the Homeward Journey. Tides of memories wash by reminding me of the past. Her beautiful lilac eyes, her soft caressing laugh. A sweet soft sound reaches my ears, Here on the Homeward Journey. Their laughs, they beckon me; Her dare-devil's grin, her timid smile, Her accented greetings, her graceful beauty, Her energetic laughter, her friendly aura, They heal my broken heart Here on the Homeward Journey. Tired is my soul, weary from my travels. I seek refuge in them, their loyalty, laughter and kindness, their honesty, generosity, and magic, Here on the Homeward Journey. I see them clearly now, ahead in the distance. They run and embrace me with love; I cry into their shoulders. They whisper that I am safe, that I have finished That I have finished the Homeward Journey.