Remake of Escher's work of Art

Feelings

I feel trapped and alone
Like a fly in a spiders web,
Fighting and struggling for life,
With no one by my side.

Sometimes I feel like a ghostly figure,
Wandering the streets bewildered and lost,
Stuck between two very different worlds,
Not knowing what to think, say or do.

Yet at times, having a loved one's arm around me,
Makes me feel happy and looked after,                                                         

and  when I look into their eyes,i want to immerse myself into them,
As if they were puddles of heaven sent rain on the ground.

But every now and then I find myself,
Shivering and cold, huddled tightly in a corner,
Afraid of opening my eyes,
To the darkness that lies beyond.

At this very moment my body is still,
My eyes glazed with horror,
And my mind swirling with thoughts,
Of why I feel what others cannot comprehend.

All I can do now is stroll down,
Life's mystic path, pondering of the mysteries,
That are still yet to be encountered.
But one thing that will remain true:

Despite the lows and highs that will come my way,
I will hold my head high and be glad to be me, for NO ONE CAN BE WHO I AM, NO ONE CAN CHANGE WHO I AM!

Memories

I sit here by the window sill
and watch the sun shine through
the world seems so very still
it reminds me so much of you.

Day light falls and dusk sets in
but darkness hides within.
The times we shared,
the years we had
my pains are whisked away.

Tears roll down
but a smile appears,
the memories very real
of how you laughed
and how you cried
while i was sitting by your side.

The thought of you
at peace at last
comforts and consoles
but that softness in your eyes will remain
a memory now and forever more.

Daddy

Daddy you left us
but I don't know why
cos one thing for sure
it wasn't your time.

You told me to stand up
and always be strong
but I cant anymore
for now you are gone.

I have so many things to tell you
but they come down as tears,
I wish you could read me
for I can show nothing but fear.

Daddy I need to see you,
I just want to say goodbye
and see your smiling face again
for one last and only time.

(This is dedicated to my dad who passed away)

New Life

You stare at me while I sleep,
A new life beating inside me,
A queer silence and a heavy breath,
Make it all more worth while.

.. ..

You sweep the hair from my face,
And an unconscious mumble
Breaks the silence.
I open my eyes and a smile awakens me,
Along with the warm presence of your lips on my cheek.

.. ..

The curtains are drawn,
With Only a stream of light peeking through the top.
A light breeze flows against the skirt of the curtains,
Lighting up the room in spurts.

.. ..

I notice a sharp twinkle in your eyes,
From that golden brown light,
But the room; still dimly lit,
Leaves a grey hue on your face.

.. ..

You lie next to me, sliding your hand on my stomach,
A half wicked smile appearing across your face,
The bump emerging slightly,
Your hand caressing the top,
And the realisation of an unborn being.

.. ..

A new life in a different world,
Feeding off love and touch,
Depending on another for support.
I turn to you with a worried look,
A look of concern and fear,
But you just smile comfortingly
And deafen the worry inside.

Last Conversation

Prelude:

A child loses her father and talks of the heartache she experiences.

On the other hand, her father’s spirit who Is still on earth meets her one last time to confront her so that he can move on to the next world. This poem is a conversation between the spirit and the child.

.. ..

Child:
Every now and then I feel,
The void you left behind,
That empty space that can’t be sealed,
The pain I cannot hide.

.. ..
Tired of crying out of frustration,
For the past I cannot change,
Slowly dries my minds elation,
Leaving me painfully drained.
.. ..

My life so vibrant and full of heart,
Lost and burnt to dust,
But like the wind it swirls and spins,
Searching for a divine new start.
.. ..

Spirit:
Stuck in a world with a purpose to fill,
Thou mortals are all that stray,
But there is one young girl
Who had a heart of pearl,
But now stand torn and still.
.. ..

The apple of my eye, the core of my soul,
The one who awakened my heart,
To see her once more,
And comfort her again
Is the blessing I must fulfill.
.. ..

Spirit and child meet (she starts to cry):
Oh father you cam,
I knew that you would,
My pain seems to drift away,
Don’t leave me again,
For I cannot keep at bay,
The pain that burns me in vain.
.. ..

Dear child,
My tears speak a thousand words
Of that that which cannot be said,
For this will be the last that we meet,
And the last that I will ever tread.
.. ..

I must go,
To the land foretold
And spread my angelic wings
And forever look down
At the girl I adore
And protect her like my king.
.. ..

Father hugs her:
Father, say you will never forget me
And that you’ll never leave my side
For though you are in spirit
Your heart is ever sublime.
.. ..

My heart and soul, my flesh and blood
I must leave for heavens gate,
Remember me, as if I were a dream
That will never fade away.
.. ..

Before leaving both recite this together:
Dust to dust, ashes to ashes,
Your memory will remain,
We will meet one day
And forever will stay
Father and daughter, burning like an eternal flame.

Betrayal

Betrayed by promises,
That were never meant to be,
Cursed with shattered
Hopes and dreams.
.. ..

I thought I was the only one,
Who was with you through and through,
But she was in the shadows,
Pushing me from you.
.. ..

You never seemed to change a bit,
The sweet old sensitive guy,
But when I saw you with her,
I saw a different side.
.. ..

You said you’d be there for me,
And never let me fall,
And now I seem to wonder,
If there was any love at all.
.. ..

To you it seemed like just a game,
Like a hand of hearts and spades,
But emotions aren’t a deck of cards,
And love can never be repaid.

Dead life

i never knew that such innocence
could be a burden to the heart,
and lying eyes
could pierce the deepest corner of the soul.
The care i wanted so much to give,
in fact blinded me and made me fall.

love and trust seem to be fiction,
a chapter in a story book,
for people to read and carelessly search for
but unfortunately never find.

i once felt like i was one of the fortunate,
but sadly i deceived myself,
only to find my hopes trickle down my cheeks as tears,
to be washed away with the rest of my hatred and unwanted sorrow.

the wind,sky and stars seem to be my only solace and comfort,
the cold breeze numbs my pain,
leaving my eyes dry and swollen.

hopefully in days or years to come,
i will join the diamonds of the sky
and watch over other restless souls,
wander the land in search of meaning,
only to come to the realization of a dead life.