darkhorse555 Poetry (419)

cross from the darkside
release me from these chains
my saviour i found you
open the lock
with your magical key
on leaving the lock
the key a beautiful butterfly
flying to you love
swallowed by the frog
who hopped into the pond
sitting on a lilly leaf
eyes closed dreaming
my key it found you
deep down in your throat
searching for your heart
have i found you
only then i give you
my soul
you found my heart

let the monster sleep
release the cracken
the monster from down deep
a parting of the waves
destroying all emotions
with a rage an almighty roar
parting of our ways
one look from you stone cold
a warm heart
killing me without thought
the crackens way
turning cold loveless
making a stone of your heart
let the monster sleep
leave him buried in the deep
like the hounds of hell
chained to a bottomless pit
locked in the deepest depths
the crevices of your heart
only then love will shine

this ship sails in one direction
never looks back
only memories they drift by
saying how i feel
cast in this world an ocean of memories
always dreaming of something better
missing what you never had
sailing of into illusion
looks begin to fade
to feel the change
i am only saying how we all feel
born to sail of in this life
from youth matures like a good wine
drinking of it you will be no more
we all still go in this direction
give me a number if you can manage
a mystery like the pyrmids of egypt
old was its destiny
the ship that sails in one direction
our age
all our memories
no one can stop this boat sailing
destained,final destanation our life
until this ship can sail no more
like an eagle my soul flies to the heavens
to be joined with angels

half haunting a full moon
staring at it through eyes of half light
pale ashen with cold
everything seems a distant horizon
grey shadows of life
a glimmer of hope
the face of desparate times
my soul seeks peace
far of in a distant planet
like a wolf alone
lost in my own wilderness
my spirit speaks
was it written in the stars
alone with distant memories
my unwritten future
finding the path to my soul
to comfort my heart
in its time of need
to look again
the moon smiling
in wishing a smile on my face
i see you smiling
my life is for living
it was meant to be
as the glass on my eyes
glistens with sadness
feeling the cold run down my face
memories of happiness
memories of hurt and sadness
in the night sky
a universe of answers
i look forward to awakening
the dawning of light
a beautiful present this night
the dawning of spring
bringing with it new beginnings

you entered my garden
hiding the truth
you entered eden
laying waste her beauty
as your ugly head of truth
appeared in your lies
you ate the apple
destroying a beautiful love
creating a vile nightmare
as you show me hell
hurt so heartfelt
leaving your awful scar
a reminder of you
possesed or not possesed
your a nightmare
destroying the house of eden
as this feeling decays
the rot fills my garden
with the pain
a volcano
my heart burns
you created my hell
as you slithered around
my twilight of darkness
lie the decoy
to the truth

i am the dark stranger
on the darkhorse i ride
the marshal in this town
you are wanted dead or alive
jesse your my deputy
you will help me hunt them down
they fall like flies before my feet
i am the fastest gun around
my gun it blazed like lightning
from lightning to the ground
the face you see in the lightning
is the face that shot you down
come on you lonesome cowboys
from texas and around
i will look at you and frown
the face of the dark stranger
is the face that shot you down
your grave is my spit patoon
no more will you be around
breathing fiery dragons
to hell you are bound

walking into the moon
the shadow of two
with you love
hold my hand
clasped with passion
this is my world
if only i could
put my hands up
touching the stars
grabbing you a handful
all the colours of light
an explosion of colours
through a kaleeidoscope
so beautiful
a rainbow your bow
on which i shoot the arrow
like a boomarang
my heart in you
a beautiful soul
who shot that golden arrow
through my heart

politics is the art of deception,
trained to outwit people,
through the art of words,
just like a salesman,
selling a product,
bought by many,
sold by few
politics

a flame fell from the sky
woosh like lightning a flash
looking out the window
who do i see
oh yes
only a beautiful fairy
beautiful eyes saphire deep
beautiful wings sparkling so bright
i sing you this song
in the trance of my sleep
oh your so pretty
so pretty so pretty
sparkle me with fairy dust
take me to fairy land
running through the daisies
fingers brushing the little pettles
oh your so pretty
so pretty so pretty
i see you in the darkness
shining so bright
i create a heart from daisies
for you
a fairy princess
your so pretty
so pretty so pretty

a snake charmer
the dance of trance
your distraction is lust
when love holds you
in the vice like grip of a boa
you take control
helpless
its then you strike
dance with the serpent
a strange coldness comes ore
sigh of relief
the spirits of our dead
lift a large cross
of my heavily laiden shoulders
the vermin creeps in
spreading desease on the crops
you have everything to gain
i have it all to lose
i am not walking away
i have just lost
i have it all to say
in time

i have a nan who is always lazy
she farts and blows it drives me crazy
she slurps and gobbles at her tea
i think myself she is a lazy be
she talks out loud to herself
she eats me ma out of house and home
this is the reason i wrote this poem
i have a nan who is so lazy
farting and blowing all the time
slurping and gobling driving me crazy
i think me nan she is crazy
oh my god she is definately lazy

oh it could of been the armoured car,
or it could of been the gun,
instead it was the germans thats were it all begun,
,
banks in gambling money,
they ignored the peoples plea ,
sold of the irish human rights,
to protect their dignity,
the government our christian rights,
as they moved the vatican out
jobs now ten a penny ,
this reward is what we got
,
tax there is on everything ,
down to air we breathe,
sick they lie on trolleys,
as in poor st vincent helps them out,
oh leave us a little on the bone,
as our children are our future,
ohh whats this bloody nonsense taxes on our shite ,
as we all struggle hard in life,
we are the fighting irish,
who fought hard to keep invaders out,
now tax the ruling government with wages way to high,
bring back the armoured car ,
and the f---ing gun
the land of saints and scholars ,
thats were i am from,
we are the servants of the rich,
who get very little pay
all we get is cuts and more
they gamble each and every day