wayne34 Poetry (353)

Batterd and bruised
Wind and rain
Rivers flow deep
Rivers flow high
Enters towns and
Villagers you don't care
Batterd you blow
Your torment no bound
From oceans deep
Your cyclones rage
We call you names
Ciara Dennis the menace
Too name a few
More storms ahead
Before the skies become blue
Before the rains do go
The winds to die
The sun to show to feel the
Sun rays once more
We pray for winters end
We pray for sun to show

The white queen
Naked she stand for all to see
Three Dragons seen
Small in stature

Conquest to full fill
The iron throne she will want
From fire and breath her

Mother's quest
For Drogon hears her mother's breath
From snow to dust to the

unsollied her army march
On ward in slaves freedom
Prevails
Her wanton just the throne she hails her quest her derivatives to

follow her path her love for one
Her down ward fall
Heart broken the thrust of his knife her body lies life taken

Drogons gazes his fires rage throned burned kingdom dead
To drogons home the white queen carried lifeless

Life gone to dragon stone the resurrection my queen to live once more revenge you seek to kill the snow new dragons rise the

white queen lives once more revenge is sweet to live again

Demon of the world
Havoc you cause
Life expelled
You float
You lurk
Your the intruder
Man's greed Thier creation
Alway seen discarded
In open seas
Under the waves not to be seen
Your still there lurking man's greed
Never ending always there
You don't hide
Always seen on top
Beneath your always there
Floating on the open seas

Slams the door
Heavy the hinges grinds that
Drewls within the stench of odours of others that have been before
Light flickers
Heavy bangs noises loud voices heard
Six sides one is trapped
One sits to one fate to one's dispair
Stench of others over powers
Graffity scorned walls from others there ones alone shivers cold
Now one coming
Alone and scared
One sits and drewls
Time stops
One is lost in limbo
Time now gone
Your alone

The wheels turn the noise echos on the tracks voices heard chit a chat music loud deafens ones ears
One longs for peace and solitude
Destination known
One travels to destinations end

where one goes one is unknown till one arrives

Don't go there
Cries the hidden voice
Inviting lush water's edge
Hidden dangers lurk
Shortness of breath
Freezes ones sense
Express ones breath
Frozen from water's deep
Danger lurks pulls from beneath
It waits for
You and him and her
To pull you to the deep
Don't go there to cold waters deep

Red barren dust
from the ground the
Sound you are their
My precious
The sound from within
The lure of greed tainted
Man's soul
For lie in the barren soil unseen
Sound of metal and mans greed
Bright yellow
Destroyer of man's soul
Man's own wealth
And greed
Destroyer of man's soul and greed

Six sides
Closed in walls
Gray barran
Graffiti lurks cold to breath
Lights flicker
Senses void
Hightened pain
Ears closed
Shouts of pain
From others closed
Senses hightened to the cold
Investment breath heavy
Damp one sits and dwells on past without future
One is bound
Feelings gone
One is void one is lost

Heat of the sun
The motion of the water laps the sandy beach
Cool breeze
The heat envelopes ones senses
The gentle breeze
Blows within the trees
Sound of quite tone
Fills ones ears
One is at peace
As one walks the waters edge
Bare foot water laps the feet cooling chilling
One walks the waters edge

Old age creeps upon my face
Skin now wrinkles
Gone my youth
The smooth gone now wrinkled part of me
Pain in my heart pain in my sole
From my life's toil
My heart ache
From pain older wiser I am now
But still think if my youth gone lost but not forgotten my youth

He stares
With brush in hand he paints from mind
A picture come to light

Paint here Paint there
He stops and stirs
To view his artwork
Creative his he

With his magic touch
A painting a picture a
Oil work for all to see
He's a art collector a painter

A watcher
He Paints just for him
His joy his hobby
He the artist the pictures just for him

In body and soul
You where here
Taken from us
Now your gone
Are tears flowed
Hearts broken
I carried your box to heavens gate
The doors opened they let you in
Are kind dear mother
Now your gone
We carry you in are hearts
And are souls
We won't forget you now your gone
God bless you mother