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The Thimble of an Elf

I wear a thimble to protect me from blows I can't see the enemy, But I got to fight anyway I suppose.

My thimble's a bit battered Worn down by old wounds I might need to get a new one Till then this will do.

My kingdom depends on me I guess so, Haven't heard from them in many moons.

I fight, waving about a needle I feel the enemy's presence They wonder why I haven't given up hope.

I cut down through a couple of bushes And there are the foes standing tall They don't look all that scary Just a bit tired, that's all.

I recognize them I think I've heard their voices before I take off my thimble Strangely soothed by their song.

They say they're my demons Trying to help me find a better end I believe them For they are my only friends.

They accept me, make me feel safe, So much so, without my thimble I still feel brave.

I don't think I'll go back to the kingdom For the foes are now my friends No matter what someone says I'll stay with them till the end.

The Little Bead

We lie in our class, Not really intrigued or puzzled, By the mundane subjects that keep us muddled. Some may admire the beauty that surrounds us; Of the trees swaying in the winds, Of the cherry blossoms that drop, In the never-failing cold wind. The light which comes through our open doors, The light, not brighter than the people we have in store.

We all are specimens alike, But, behind our mask of mischief lies, A little drop or maybe a bead, Filled with sincerity and virtue so sweet. The little drop that burns and shines, In all our hearts it lies.

We are not mindless wanderers, We are not without destination; Some folks can’t understand, The intensity of our situation.

We have a goal, An aim to be great, But some of us haven’t uncovered our little drop, The drop that can seal our fate.

The teachers say we’re a nuisance, How we trouble their conscience; But how they will miss us, Miss our shenanigans; How we will miss each other when we leave, To the calling of our little bead.

You are loved still

Years and years are passing by Older days look more sweet Underneath a spotlight, you feel so empty.

A day barely passes without tears like Rivers streaming down your face Everything's a little duller, you're not doing okay.

Living feels like a burden, you cry writing goodbyes Older days were easier, no 'I'm fine' lies Very few saw through your mask Everyone ignored your scars Don't die today please, don't be ruled by your past.

Stay and see the sun waking for a new day Till you're breathing a little easier I believe you'll get through this Live to see the light- live for the ones who Love you, and don't want to say goodbye.

Whispers

It started as a whisper,

Then grew louder and louder,

I remember that whisper,

I don't want to remember her.

I can't tell if it's in my head,

Or she's somewhere near,

It's going away now,

I think she saw my tears.

It took me long enough to recover,

To not cry to myself at night,

To deal with the fact I didn't say goodbye.

Onwards on the Race of Life

My heart flutters when you’re near, Onward on the race of life; No one knows if you’ll be mine.

Another year passes by, Morning to dusk every time, Onward on the race of life, Umbrella of yours, hiding us from the, Rain of time.

Seas could not match my blue, but Arisen by you in me, your Ruby hues, Thank you for saying that you admired me, Hopefully that lasted and you haven’t forgotten me; An abyss in which I lie, Kindle a fire, so we shall not freeze in the darkness of the night.

I imagine a life with you, then without,

Lest, I lose you or you go on a different route, Onward on the race of life; Velvet you lips are, and your soul an, Esther in my eyes.

You looked at me that day, in your eyes a feeling I could not place; Onward on the race of life; Umbrella in your hand and in your other, mine.

Light & Dark

Light leads darkness, Dark follows light,

Both learned to embrace each other, And listen to each other’s plight.

Light wanted to illuminate the world, Give every corner the warmth of sun, Leave no corner untouched.

Dark wanted to calm the world, And give the peace of night, Give the world peace of mind, from their little trifes.

Light and Dark so different, But their bond was set for sure, Light needs Dark and Dark needs Light; Without this bond, Life couldn’t go on like before.

Chill bird.

A Doggy in the Balcony

There’s a doggy in the balcony, And there is a lovely book in front of me. Why should I pay attention to thee, When it will only result in misery.

The warmth of the bark, loud and clear, Stopped the busy workers, to shed a tear, Stopped the ramblings of an eccentric seer, Let a smile play on the lips of a friend most dear.

The young pup’s bark so joyful and lively, Hints a break from despair, A ray breaking from a bank of clouds, Oh so slightly.

The doggy in the balcony, And the book in front of me, Makes our lips turn up and smile, Smile a smile so lovely.

The Javelin

I feel as though a javelin has impaled me, from my back. But the thing is though, that the javelin's invisible and if you hide it well enough, the blood is too. The trick is to walk on like before, as if life couldn't be better, with your head held high even though it hurts, even though you want nothing more than to collapse and cry out your pain. That you want nothing more than to ask some seemingly kind stranger to take out the javelin and dress your wounds. But I think that when it pierced through my flesh, it impaled my heart as well. It's lifeless now, blood running dry from its vessels, my body left to live on only pain and miserable tortures.

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