Through their eyes what do they see
Through their world what do they feel
We stumble in our world
while they drift by a thin thread.
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Category Archives: Prose & Poetry
Sorrow Once Felt
If I had not met you
I would still be in a world
I built around me.
In darkness
in a castle
a tower
a moat
far from Civilisation.
A Civilisations I thought I had to fit in.
I bore my soul but hid my shadows.
I remember that place
where I scratched my walls
screaming but hiding.
I flaunted my pain
but it was not my pain alone
but the worlds.
Past and Present
The mind dictates good intentions but the heart flounders.
The heart is a fickle thing.
It wants all but expects so little.
Haunted with wisps of memories best left faded in the deep.
Longing for shadows of a past bliss shrouded with misdirection.
– wilnako
The Fates
The fates weave a cruel
crooked tale for us.
If you listen you can hear their cackle at every cliffhanger.
A taut moment in limbo.
A forever feeling of waking up at the very edge of our bed.
– wilnako
My Little Brother
You drive me mad
but I love you
no matter what.
The moments when you smile
right at me so bright,
it makes my day.
Your funny questions
that sometimes stump me,
makes my day.
Even that adorable frown
when I won’t let you play your phone because you have homework to do, makes my day.
When you rest your head on my shoulders as you read your book,
when you try to outsmart me
with your clever tricks,
when you won’t put your clothes on after you shower and start dancing;
it all makes my day.
My Favourite of all
is when we walk home
and you start singing
your favourite song.
Out loud, without a care
and I laugh and sometimes sing along.
Deep inside i feel a glow of love so bright it makes my tired muscles,
lack of sleep,
blisters and bruises
worth it all.
It all makes my day.
Mother Moon
Oh Mother moon
Crash your warmth on me
Guide me through the endless night
Although I may not always see you.
I know You are there
Hiding, seemingly shy
But your smile when the clouds part
Creates a twinge in my heart;
For your smile is a charm,
A sight so right, so bright;
Like a blanket making things alright.
I howl with the wolves
Dance with the bears
Run with the deers
Sway with the winds and trees
Searching, yearning for your love,
Your light!
Others may dare defy you
But they don’t know your might
For I have felt your anger
It’s not a danger I say
but a way to you, my Mother.
A goodwill path to follow
No doubt full of sorrow
But no mind so narrow can understand.
a lunatic
Weak or mistaken
Delusional they say!
But have they ever felt it
The tear behind an ear?
That sting
The cut
That speaks of all things
The mysteries hidden beneath
But Sings to me?
Never mind,
I wish to tell you my secret
But you must already know, my mother
But I will say it, for I cannot hold it
know that I will always, always be,
At your every side,
Like no other.
– wilnako
You Call them Villains
Beautiful creations
Twisted by mankind
Wondrous minds
Designed for destruction
In their world
They are the heroes.
See the world through their eyes
Do you see?
They are the heroes.
They may seem blind
Driven with a twisted purpose
But in their minds
They are heroes.
– wilnako
