Crystal Teardrops
I’d like to share a story
About a girl named Glory
Who was the fairest of maidens
Across the entire land
She wore a dress of fine silk
And she’d carry a canister of milk
From the barn she would work at
And her figure was as lithe as a cat
Often times she’d spend her days crying
And all the while sighing
And wondering why no one loved her
As crystal teardrops fell from her face
She was alone most of the days
All she had to keep her from the depths
Were her animals whom she loved
They helped to keep her from falling
And soon she heard a calling
Of a figure within the nearby forest
And in a gentle chorus
She heard the sound of laughter
It was all her imagination
Stuff of her own creation
She still felt the tinge of sadness
As crystal teardrops fell from her face
She was a wonderful maiden, yet…
Crystal teardrops fell from her face.
This poem is more symbolic towards me than anything. It’s a more story-telling piece of poetry than one of your usual song-like poems. It has an underlying theme of ‘loneliness’. And it kinda describes me in it.
Although I am definitely not a girl. So I won’t fit with the girly aspect of it. Haha.
Haunted
Entrapped by an alternate reality
Nothing is as it seems
Stuff so surreal and dark
Some things are truly bizarre
Ghostly visages appear before me
Something sinister which compels me
Lying in the darkness within the shadowy depths
Causing me a ton of stress
I’m being haunted
By the ghosts of the forgotten
Life must have been surely rotten
For now I’m feeling daunted
I have no idea what this truly means
Something is coming after me
I don’t know if I’ll ever be free
Nothing seems to be right
I wonder why I endure this
Is it something that I missed
I am lost in my thoughts
Is this just a dream which has been wrought
I’m being haunted
By the memories of long ago
I am filled by a never ending sorrow
Soon the world will be painted black
All life in white will fade away…
Now that I’m being haunted…
By the ghost of you.
Inspired by the movie “Silent Hill” and it’s games. And the fact that I was enthralled by the entire movie. It was amazing beyond words. It gave me inspiration to write up this rather intriguing piece which is usually a step beyond what I normally tend to write about.