A Plot So Long Be Done

     In honor of an icon, I dedicate this poem. Though simple it may seem, this is my little way of saying "I idolize you, John Keats."

In time, if lived a life prolonged,

so great will be thy art of words become.

To reap thee whilst thou art not old,

t'was fate alone thy death of ill succumb!

Oh words thy choice sophisticae,

mere dust my words compared to words of thee.

Besiege thy arts of word I may?

For in thee I see a man to lead me.

Oh John, dear John, why thee, not he?

or other men less fortunate than we?

In time, if lived a life prolonged,

oh John, dear John, words worth be less a told.

Thy arts with range a sea so vast,

non words repeat an art few else lived past.

For Milton dear, to William be,

a plot they've made thy words they wished to see.

The Faces I Own

Spartan: 

Free are things that makes one happy

Costly those that say they're worthy

 Needed by all those whose weary

Gold and coin is for the wealthy

Anger:

Cry and cry you little sissy

Drop the bones all day you carry

Slit thy throat oh that's so sexy

Death for you I'll do be merry

Vengeance:

To kill your blood this all my throne

a sin you've done to kin alone

A blade none else can wield your own

So lost are you I'll have your bone

Lust:

I dream of nights alone with you

So cold the night without a clue

The flames in front brings not its due

with me you'll come this all is new

Law and Order

In wine alone I'll state my case,

for he alone can see my face.

Distressed am I, no damsel weak,

a male am I just so to speak.

None dare touch none of my knees,

you'll spoil my plan, leave me, now please.

not knives inside these calves you'll see,

but keys to gates and cells for me.

Then my lawyer, he comes in peace,

brave and valiant, a knight you'll miss.

When all is done, when all will stand,

I'll cut his throat with my bear hand.

Guilty, Guilty, your honour please,

smite me down, please do with ease.

You'll grant me peace, though filled with grease,

all your courts with gold will seize!

Silence, Silence, all take their seat,

I'll settle matters here on my feet.

This drunk killed none but threw my drink,

poor wine of mine, you'll surely sink!

Address the cry you cried in heat,

I'll do so now, just in a beat.

If what you say, we do not do,

those banks of ours be blank, yes too.

"A hungry man if I'll be too,

if I be damned, I'll be like you!"

"Now ev'ry one in here heard you,

if you'll be damned, its now dear Hugh!"

Stories Ongoing

I know not dear what I will fear,

To have you lost? to have you here?

And though it seems so good to hear,

"In good and bad", you will be near.

It seems unclear if you'll be mine,

If tears will fall I'll pay a fine.

Each droplet seen in turn I'll sign,

A blood ten folds from me benign.

For every hand I'll hear a tick,

To you i'll come, you'll hear me speak.

The truth I hid under my beak,

No force can see the words you seek.

All these I'll do for me to sleep,

A girl like you non dare to peep.

Although the road ahead is steep,

fear not, my love for you is deep.

Of Pasts Unknown

Lost am I in seas so vast

not for it's empty but 'cause it has

lot to offer for me to last

note however I do not cast

spells and potions to get a lass

T'was my mistake to hunt them down

Forget my problems let go my frown

Regret I don't for learning how

such seas reply a migrant howl

Forest tongues received me foul

In times of war on savage lots

I flee my ship set sail with bats

for too am I blind now in light

theirs heads left hearts down here to fight

too small a force to their might

I laugh at schools of fish so young

in seas so vast where humor sprung

Intentions said and those undone

remember well and see what's done

Prawns and fishes who still wills fun

Tales Near the Creek 1: Weep

Hearts lost and broken, 

reasons far from spoken.

Lightning fills his spirit, 

shouts out for her to hear it.

Enraged for all her actions, 

 burst out his emotions.

the world knows now his limit,

he's looking for a benefit.

Fall of the Republic I: Brutus

I fear not what the men will do

why death came here and sent for you

The hints of blood on skies of blue

gave omens bad for men anew

What they know not the story true

the plot was not for those who slew

but t'was for all the men they knew

his blood will start the great undo

The Cake is A Lie

Stupid is to sunlight, blinded by the moon

Ugly is to black light, shining in the room

So true the lies, told unto you

For truth is false, believed by you 

Society, without a clue

Wrote lies and truths, hist'ry too

Written by the victors, books so great and new

True is made to false, truths we know too few

In the Name of the Lullaby

In the name of the lullaby

Little infant please do not cry

Cry not for even she's away

I will protect you! This I say

For even if I know not much

As long as you can feel my touch

Fear not the monsters in your dream

However scary all may seem

Just remember that I am here

Little baby please do not fear

I'll sleep beside you little dear

Sing a little song you will hear

A song that'll calm you, close your eyes

I sing to you all these lullabies

Legacies Unknown

True has it been for time so long

All days that passed made troubles gone

The fear you feel dear Shadowsong

Will haunt thee down bring me along

For all I'll do, support thy cause

I care not now my fear for claws

Scars they left long time ago

Endured and stay for me to woe

Myslef once weak now strong as snow

Against the old and dying crow

I know not well the summer sun

I bid him well, please save my son

I care not now my life be gone

So long my son be safe have fun

To Die In Vain

Death an art so few can see

How God takes lives, a mystery

A man so red now has gone grey

Frail and dull beside the bay

No cause too great retreats his will

For even so he's tough not ill

The life God gave so sure he'll take

Regardless what his lovers bake

Sacrifice all lambs, your crown

Give all your wealth and yet not frown

When time has come no magic great

Can save your life just smile have faith

For god knows well that you have done

All things he asked you was for your son