Perfect Lie
This is it
My masterpiece
Another Failure.
This is the one
The one outdoing all others
Another Failure.
I can do it this time
Another Failure.
My passion engraved in each stroke
I place all I have
And yet it still feels rough
Others say there's nothing quite like it
Their praise misplaced
Their critiquing eyes
Looking for shades of blue
While I use a differing hue
Birds should be able to fly
And spread their wings
I feel trapped while those free sing
I don't want to waste away
Each day my work feels a waste anyway
Toil and toil my days away
I break my back for my perfect creation
Each day I drift further and further
No muse to inspire
My imagination astray
I just cant seem to find the groove
That something I'm missing
If only I knew
Another work of art
This one is true
No, look there
It's crooked
I'll have to start anew
My brow burns and my back aches
My mind is tired but I cannot quit
I'll have to keep going
For that perfect fit
I work and work
And work some more
Each new failure I make
Breaks my core
I just can't see every artist feels as I do.
Another failure
Another Failure
Another...
Failure....
I lay down my tools
No energy left
Each work I made
Was my last mistake
So I drop to my knees
And with quiet plea
Why are they so perfect
And I so stupid
They were able to make unrivaled creation
So much talent and practice
I can never beat
Not even in the same league
Not even the same game
I look back to my pile
So large which grew
Back to my first work
I laughed and threw
Looking it up and down
I examined it well
Seeing all the little ways it could improve
So back into the fray
I went and searched
For each one I'd thought
Would be my master work
How much better it did look and feel
To see how far I'd come
And little my core did heal
Perhaps another go.
It's not a master piece
I should seek to find
For once it is done
There's no room left to grow
So onward I go
In my next attempt
But this time
Perfection isn't the game
Better still and still I get
In hopes I'll never reach
My master craft
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My Wish to Change
Give unto me power
Give unto me sight
Give unto me wisdom
Give unto me knowledge
Give unto me...
I sought not this power to hold
Though I face such an enemy bold
Whose ability far exceeds my own
I started from humble roots
Not quite disadvantaged
But not quite rich
Somewhere just below average
I wondered in life a simple one
For I didn't know how little I had
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It would be much later
I'd learn the truth sad
Let me not say
I was popular or smart
My academics and social life a bore
Stay home and dream of worlds far
In my mind
I'd wander and roam
With odd situations
That would never unfold
I kept to myself
And made myself a fool
Fate had other designs
I'd soon find out
My rocky start
Advantages did impart
In my imaginative world
I fought and grew
This did give me a mind
Flexible but skewed
Into life I stumbled blind
Creating my own problems
Of every kind
The world so different
Than I'd imagined it to be
Filled with even less people
Truly kind to me
So hard lessons I did learn
From those called my betters
And a flexible way of thinking
Would change my caring matters
While they sought power
To dominate the weak
To protect them
Is what I seek
While they took sight
Trying to keep all blind
I wish to cast
That ugly thought aside
While they warped the wisdom before
Thinking minds and rationale I hope to restore
While they wish to restrict knowledge from the people
Like a Shepherd I choose to guide the feeble
I walk now on my own path
That no other can tread
I am different than before
Which is easy said
I embrace myself as I am
And seek to bring out the best parts of me
So give unto me all that I need
To fulfill this role and nurture my seed
Let me grow and be a man much more
Than that little boy I was before
The world I see so different than they
So that the wicked to ruin I may lay
Give unto me the strength
To change this terrible world
Give them a way this earth
To reshape and mold.
I'll take now what fate has deemed me give
I do the best I can with this life I live.
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Celebrate
This is one victory, sure
But be not hasty in cheer
Lest ye be sore
There are many steps left to take
So be not drunken for your own sake
Take a drink and relax a little
But let the wine sit and settle
We can't claim victory
Before our goal
This first one was
But a minor toil
The drop we got
On this unsuspecting fool
Even with our advantage
We have only one tool
We must stay ready
As tomorrow is born
If we are so
Then it shall not be us
But they who mourn
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Beating Heart
Fire burning in my chest
Boom Boom
My veins flood to bursting
Boom Boom
Ears ringing
Sweat dripping
Boom Boom
Our lips touch
Our bodies collide
Boom Boom
Our souls converge
My heart aches
Boom Boom
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Kings Honor
His army did rise at the proposition
"You want her back? Come get her."
They chanted and cheered
As they marched to die
For their beloved queen
"I would send all these men to die for her
But not until after I die first."
So on they did go
Into the war-torn land
One goal in mind
One woman to find.
They slammed against the walls
As a tide on shore
Through the broken gates
That flood did pour
They reclaimed the queen
And she did mourn
For all the men lost
Ragged and worn.
Then back to their country
They did return the queen
Who cried for her husband
The Martyred King
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Our Garden
Take my hand in yours
As life guides us
Through it's thorny grove
How each prick makes us bleed
With every flower
To which the path does lead
The winding and weaving
As we try to stay on the stones
But life's plan is to take us another way
Down the untended trail
Riddled with weeds
At least we walk together
Through all the troubles
That on us are heaped
So long as I have you here
I'll continue to eat
The bitter herbs that life does feed
If you should ever have to leave
That angelic calling of death you must head
I'll toil and clean all I can
So when I finally receive my call,
I'll have collected
To bring along for our garden
Only our favorite seeds