Well, I am a poet, and I have been published a few times, so I'm just going to post a few of my favorites. Please feel free to comment:
Numb and Hollow:
Sword through heart, blood dripping cold,
Staggering, struggling through pain, torture,
Move, move, move, MOVE, his body he told,
Pulling the blade, burning like a scorcher.
Heart stone hard, strong by the cooling blood,
Numb and hollow, soul evaporating into Night,
Snickering, bound to earth by the dark flood
Of dead souls ascending upward, but despite
The will to die, chained to this earth eternally,
Red blood turns blue, face masked like a stoic.
Truth be told, black fear lies in the mask internally,
Charging into battle, vain attempt to only be heroic,
Frozen solid, shattered, soul flowing out into the dark,
Ultimately perishing, the fire in his eyes, out like a spark.
Wandering Spirit
The drops of rain pour down as the blood
Drips from his hardened wounded soul,
A lonely spirit wandering through a flood,
Searching for a place, trying to reach his goal.
Dark clouds cover up the light of the night,
Doors close shut, the dim firelights burn out.
The wandering spirit left alone with no fight,
Howling wind and rain throwing him off route.
He travels, crying out, but nobody will assist
This howling ghost, unable to find his way home.
Continuing on, enduring the cold rain and mist
He reached a village with a castle, lit as he does roam.
The door opens wide, a kind, powerful hand extended,
The spirit grasping tightly, his life as a ghost has ended.
Shatter
Hands pressed against the cold windowsill
Watching in awe the rain pouring down.
Darkness drawing near a cold chill
Runs across my back seeing a white gown
I know her spirit lingers yet, so close.
So close, so out of reach, not of this world.
Love has boundaries? To this I do oppose
Knowledge of spirits in my mind unfurled.
I watch the storm, on my face a grin grows,
Night upon us now and what a dim night,
No moon shimmers on the rain, no wind blows,
Only a cold frozen ghost sparkling bright.
The glass shatters, all life ceases to move,
With her at last, for eternity I will prove.
Winter
Shrill coldness encompasses the ground,
As dark clouds merge in the sky right above.
Raindrops produce a harsh dampening sound,
Snow falls on the mountains, white as a dove.
As night approaches, yellow lights glimmer
In the ancient ghost town, streets are so bare.
The ocean freezes, the gateway is dimmer,
Icy souls are trapped in Winter’s dark lair.
But as the rain begins to dwindle down,
The profuse morning mist begins to rise.
The souls entrappéd rise to take the crown,
Shinning light on Winter’s superb disguise.
And as the gateway splits the ocean’s way,
Enlightened souls begin to accept the day.
Crescent Castle
The moon shines in a brilliant crescent shape,
So brightly the dark side is a visible sight,
My island in sight, my eyes so large do gape,
My castle fire lit shines through the dark night.
I take my silver blade, endure my sharp pain,
Fight for all that is dear to my burdened soul,
Clouds fill the starry night sky with cold wet rain,
Persisting forward, never overlooking my main goal.
The sun will not rise, though the dark clouds do fade,
The moon glowing vividly, illuminating the land,
Surrounded by deep water, the cool air it does raid,
Though all who despise it, my castle does stand.
This island of mine, veiling a lustrous water oasis,
Hide souls of the sands and skies, wise and sagacious.
Dreamscape
Consumed in the core of night,
A glass wall blocking my path,
My reflection is seen in dim light,
My opposite, snickering with wrath.
Water drops creating a ripple effect,
The glass shatters, the illusion fades,
A light becomes visible I resurrect
My petrified soul from the jagged blades
Protruding from the blackness below.
I follow the path gripping my sword,
Enduring all fright that night can throw,
Scarlet blood dripping I persist forward
Toward my tranquil body sleeping soundly,
Enlightened of the night, I return profoundly.
Desert
The sand is cold under my feet,
The many grains covering my ankles tight,
Soft and cool devouring my body heat,
Enveloping the boundless soul of night.
I lay down allowing my body to be enclosed
By the shrouding calm sandy ground,
My soul tranquil, weightless, and composed,
My warm body motionless and bound.
The dark sky above illuminated by stars
Creating inconceivable mystical designs,
The moon’s face detailed with scars,
Starring down with and eye that aligns
The soul and body, intertwining love and hate,
Eternal knowledge is engulfed defining fate.
Conquer
I stare down the sullen street,
Lit by dimmed yellow light,
Running from fears that cannot be beat,
For my life I flee from sight.
Alone and cold I strive onward,
Crimson blood dripping from my soul,
Dread trickling down my spinal cord,
Reaching for an unavoidable goal.
Clouds conceal the starlit night sky,
I stop and face the darkness behind,
Silence masking, my fear I defy,
Death escaped, or not? I’m blind.
As I begin to cry puddles in shrouds,
Rain falls from the dreary dark clouds.
I have many more, that I may post later, but these are a few of my favorites