Category Archives: Poetry

Phoenix Rising

Once upon a time, I thought I was fine

That everything was alright, and I’d survive

Oh, once upon a time, all I did was cry

But never in your sight, I kept it locked up tight

Then you came in from nowhere trying to make things better

Yeah, you said they’d be better, after while

And goodness knows that I should have known better

Than to trust a devil in the guise of angel

 

Pull me under, let me drown in your lies

Because struggle as I might, I’m stuck in your eyes

Yeah, hold me under, let me drown in your strife

To never get a life, stuck in your eyes

But I will rise

 

The second time you shoved my face into the dirt

And I tried to make it work, but not anymore

So I push and I shove and I squirm to escape this fate

Pass through the demon’s gate

To stand on my own two feet again

But you struggle and pull me down back to a time before

Where I was a docile bore,

And I can’t go back there any more

 

But you pull me under and let me drown in your lies

Because struggle as I might, I’m stuck, stuck in your eyes

Yeah, hold me under and let me drown in your strife

To never get a life, stuck in your eyes

But I will rise

 

Above everything that you thought I should be

This life is mine, there was never a ‘we’

Let go of the past so that I can be me, me

 

So you pull me under and let me drown in your lies

And struggle as I might, I’ll escape the pain in your eyes

Try to hold me under and let me drown in your strife

But I will get a life, nevermore in your sight

And I will rise

 

Ghost of Love

White lilies surround me
In this field of lonely times
I feel your presence right beside me
And it takes all not to cry
Your silhouette
Your glowing smile
Your vast intellect
You’re everything to me
Ease my suffering
When I’m a mess
I’m at my worst
While you’re at your best
These petals began to fall
When you went to your rest
There’s shadows on the wall
When the sun’s at my breast
Your soulful eyes
Compassion and desire
You suffered in this world
From all the sins that transpired
I’m no religious man
But I would change my ways
If I could take your hand
And recreate my past
But that was then
This here’s the now
Absence makes the heart break when you know they’re not returning to you.

Journalister is 100% Live!

Finally! 

Journalister is finally 100% live!
I’ve been busy updating stories and publishing works on the site left and right.
I’ll be short here, because I have more work to do for it later, but for now you can  check out these specific works that will be linked below:

Rise of Man, Fall of the Demon:
https://journalister.co/post/show/231-1-rise-of-man-fall-of-the-demon-tales-of-the-firewing-05

Harker City Blues:
https://journalister.co/post/show/235-1-harker-city-blues

The Golden Bond:
https://journalister.co/post/show/647-1-the-golden-bond

A Quirky Interview:
https://journalister.co/post/show/1776-1-a-quirky-interview

No One Knows (Where the Love Goes)
https://journalister.co/post/show/1851-1-no-one-knows-where-the-love-goes

A’Ethem Al Elvenan – Sky Fall:
https://journalister.co/post/show/2187-1-aethem-al-elvenan-sky-fall

There will be much, much more to come at a later date!
Ezra

An Angelic Chorus

I lost my way some time ago
In the afterthoughts of rage
The memories I have of you
Do no justice or stop the pain

For many years I’ve wondered
If it was all but a simple dream
Where the clouds don’t change shape
And the Gods never did leave

I closed off that part of my heart
Locked the door and lost the key
When this time of year comes around
All my happiness recedes

That’s not to say I don’t miss you
Or the others who came with
It’s just that I can’t handle
All the misplaced love and wondrous bliss

If I had a chance to see you again
I’d open up the gates
Run out to you with open arms
A group hug would starve the rage

Only in the afterlife can you hear the words I say
I just wanted to let you know that I will love you all, always.

Life (Short Poem)

Life is a highway
Life is a myth
Life is a runway
So dress to kill
Life is a labyrinth
We’re spiders in a web
But are we the links made to keep the web well?
Life is a book
So open up and read
Life is a ship
Set sail and blaze a trail
Life is  living for others
So give, give, give!

The truth is that life is your own.
Do what you will.

Stand Alone Complex

As I sit near the river, my head’s in the clouds
There were no distractions, only natural sounds
Alone, I am, and always will be
A Stand Alone Complex, you’ll sail by me
Float on by, with your nose to the sky
Gaze down upon me, with no reason why
I’m a temporary stop, to fill your heart
With the love you need, but not the love you thought
No need to be scared, we’re not actually friends
At least not in this life, but I’ll help your heart mend
What am I? You ask for a glimmer of proof
I’m the Angel of Hope, of Love, and of Truth.

Third Eye Rising

We hold on to an idea that we can’t see.
We won’t let it go, or let it will be.
Open your eyes, see through the societal confines.
Your mind’s eye revolves around your truth.
Are you a realist?
Or do you fall in with the fabricated ruse?
Be a mind knowing.
Be a body glowing.
Be the water, ever flowing.
Change is constant, as are you.
Originality isn’t dead, unless you listen to those around you.
Your peers should wait as you crack that shell.
Break free of your confines, that personal Hell.
Give birth to something new.
Show all your truth.

“Sit Gaea docebit vos ad veritatem.”