Tuesday, December 23, 2008

Tears





Hot, the tears of blood

The blood of tears

Bleeding from a skull torn assunder by a captive soul

Crying her heart out to the heavens above

It rains
To the petals that bloomed on the dew-dropped grounds

Scarred by the emotions that tear her apart

A cold sound of sorrow
Soundless as her feet walk by


The light of day

Mocking her like a dream out of reality

Thoughts floating from an unbarred mind

Are red like tears that fall down her face


She knows nothing,
she knows not

Yet time shows her everything

The bitter path her soul trod on

Littered with the thorns that pierce her feet
Staining the earth red with the tears of her life
Tearing her apart like the blade on her skin
Making her numb... cold...
Poor little puppet by the end of her strings

A discarded doll of her own hopes

To a bleak and lifeless


Mourn


The steps that she takes

The tears that she weeps

The blood that she bleeds
That will never stop for eternity


Like water from a fountain

Her tears fall
Colored crimson with the tears of her soul

And black like the emotions of her heart

You see her skin, it's red

From the carving of her heart on her wrist

Yet she does not know what to do

She does now know how to stop

Tears from falling down like rain


~Stephanie Yeow~
~23rd December 2008~
~12:07 am~

Friday, October 31, 2008

Broken



(~Broken True~
Picture copyright of TheNightSheDied
Link: Broken True)

Broken...

A hidden fragment in a shattered soul

Bleeding inside her heart

Circle of thorns pricking her to


Death

Will not come

Though she can't live no more

She remains broken
Like a doll whose strings are cut
Lifeless little girl
Staring out of lifeless deep green eyes


Mother, what have I done?
Tell me, please comfort me
This pain will not go, it's killing me
What can I do, mama?

Help...


The young girl cries in her silence

Misery in her mind

Her secret in her soul
She cannot voice it out
Will not voice it out
But is damned for eternity

To bring her secret to the grave

Every inch of her life

Consuming her

Like Hellfire


The angel needs the devil
Needs him badly, wants him to comfort her
But no!
She cannot tell him!

Lest he hate her!
Lest he turn away from her!


How?
What can she do?

Little girl... what will you do?
You're broken

Broken like a piece of glass
Shattered into a thousand pieces
Of guilt

Piece her back together...

Piece her back...
Before the blade falls on her upturned throat

And she leaves happiness behind...

Yet again

~Stephanie Yeow~
~31st October 2008~
~2:46 am~

Wednesday, October 8, 2008

Fantasy Overture



(~The Fantasy~
Picture copyright of Redeemer-of-light
Link: The Fantasy)

Music in my ears, moonlight dances
Softly as they fall, the night's for us
Time runs out, the first body falls
Nightingale, nightingale, sing out your call
The old house and the dark room beckons
Shadows dripping off the wall like poison
Wingless, the angel makes her way
Further still from the night of day
See the mist, the weeping willow
Old oak, dropping leaves on your pillow
Toss and turn, my slumbering love
Listen, 'tis the voice of the dove
Singing out your funeral march
As people gather, small and large
Look upon her sleeping face
Young, immortal in her age
A fantasy, the dreamer's mind
True in sleep and given to life

~Stephanie Yeow~
~9 October 2008~

~4:20 am~

Moonlight Sonata



(~Moonlight Sonata~
Picture copyright of icedance
Link: Moonlight Sonata)

Moonlight Sonata
Sustained slowness
As delicate as a midnight bloom
Softly, slowly, let your fingers fly
My little dead girl walking
The music soothes your soul
A young funeral march
Ancient in it's ways
Delicate... In the moon's song.

Dance for me, my little butterfly
Let your soul sing out your grief
You who call out to me
Give me your cold hand
For this macabre dance is ours
Shadows...
Accentuated by the moon's light
A sonata numbered one and four
But the first move is ours

Oh, how she smiles, how sweet her smile
Her fingers dancing, flitting over the keys
A flourish, a swirl of mahogany, skin and light
A piano sitting in the moon's soft light
Death ignored by the side of the door
She sings, yet her voice is unheard
A sonata of darkness singing for her

Stop, rise to your feet
I am waiting, my love... waiting...
For years and years
Yes, you are mine
You have called for Death
Death is here, my Queen
Your beauty fades not, for you are mine
For eternity

Fallen angel, play now your song
Dressed in white moonlight
Flowers of mourning in her hair
Sleep, my dear... close your tired yees
Let your weary vody rest
Here in my arms
As I steal your last breath away

Moonlight Sonata
Sustained slowness
As delicate as a midnight bloom
Fourteen lilies at the feet
Of my little dead girl, not quite asleep

Sonata number fourteen, Moonlight
First movement,
Adagio Sostenuto

Go on...
Play it again

I dare you

~Stephanie Yeow~
~19.02.2008~

Bleeding Scars


(~Minutes to Midnight~
Picture copyright of Liliana Sanchez
Link: Minutes to Midnight)


I still remember the words you said
To this day
Drove a stake through my heart
Closing my eyes I fall

Death...
Hangs at my door
But the blood still runs
From scars made by thorns
Around a bleeding heart

Slowly... slowly... life ebbs away
And the angel dies in silence
Impaled on her blade
White wings droop, broken feathers on the ground
Her legs are in shackles
Her arms in chains

Bound by lies
Poisoned by words
Killed by grief
She is dead

Waiting, I sleep
Sleeping, I wait
Suspended in this hourglass of time
I fold my wings
My broken wings
Shattered through my broken heart
I pick up the pieces
Of a mirror I once knew
Of a reflection that I once was

But I am not now

The mirrors, they shatter
The scars, they open
She can't forget... I can't
Forget this pain
This love
Your love
That you promised me
But it never came true, like sand through
My fingers that move
Hovering...
Over the sword in her heart

There is no scar
But crimson flows just like the evening tide
Red with the color of a bloody sunset
The sea washes her tears of
Blood, that bleeds from her wounds

My wounds
Your words
My memories
Your ghost
My scars
Your love

I bleed

To

Death

~Stephanie Yeow~ ~4:00pm~ ~13th December 2007~

Moments


(~Goodbye to Romance~
Picture copyright of Liliana Sanchez
Link: Goodbye to Romance)

Alone she lies
Broken
Lost in her memories
Memories of those she loves
The lost angel
With broken wings

Alone

Lying on her bed
In her dark room
Wishing they were with her right now
Wishing she had someone
Wishing they didn't have to fight
Wishing she was alive

Tears
Running down her cheeks
Minutes
Ticking by on the clock
She doesn't move

I'm sorry
They tell her
As they watch her
One day we'll be together again
I'm sorry

Think of the moments
That pass by
The wings
Her soul
The memories
Her heart
How can it be?
As she softly sings
Herself to sleep

Alone in her room
For the soft touch of a hand
Running through her hair
Aching
She doesn't know what to do
A desprate cry for help
A cry for someone to comfort her

The moments of her life
Are slipping by
And she can't help but forget
That she will be alone
Is alone

No one there for her
Shadows as her friend
Trapped
In her misery
She wants them back

Come back
Come back
She cries out to them
Cries out to life
Don't leave me alone...
Don't leave me alone
I need someone
Return my life

Return it

Return those moments

Return them to

Me...

~Stephanie~ ~Wednesday, 23rd January 2008~ ~5:28pm~

Jewel


(~9th Hour~
Picture copyright of Liliana Sanchez on Deviantart
Link: 9th Hour)


A year has passed...
But her wounds never truly has healed
Her heart aches for him
Like the mournful strains of a
Violin...
Played with wandering fingers and a singing bow
In a field of whitered grass
That once represented her heart

Jewel...
She lies in pain with her sorrows
The cold snow falls around her
Softly
Quietly
The soothing voice of a blackbird
Sings out the joy she once knew
But she never truly had

Tears like jewels
On a procelian face
With hair like black silk
And eyes like pearls
She bows her head
Seeking
Hoping
Wishing
For some kind of reassurance
In the face she once knew

In her memories

She lingers
The bow dipping
Body swaying
Jewels hanging around her
She doesn't see them
She only has
Him

In her heart

That bleeds
She never truly can heal
In the darkness of the sky
She closes her eyes
And pretends that once

Again

She's lying in his arms
His broken Jewel...

~Stephanie~
~Wednesday, 23rd January 2008~

~5:08 pm~

Tragedy of Dawn



Seeing you now
I hold your lifeless body in my arms
Kiss your cold lips
To know that those eyes will never open again
Never again to look at me
Never again to hold me captive
It's like agony coursing through my soul

In the dawn's early light
Your blood covers the ground
Running...
Like a crimson river of life
Leaving you cold....
Lifeless...
Dead...
But at peace

Till now, a smile plays on those cold lips
Her face so peaceful and white
With skin no longer warm
Stained with the color of her blood
Her hair strewn about her face
Dawn's light playing upon the sleeping angel
Ensnared in Death's cold web
Never again to feel the heat of life

She hangs
Suspended in time
In the beauty of youth
With eyes closed and body cold
Garments of darkness shroud her
In a cocoon of everafter
Death...

I kneel beside you know and hold
You ever in my arms so gently
Your blood, my song
Your voice, my sustanance
Singing ever so softly
Keeps me on hold
To life as yours fades

Beautiful gaze
Brings me down to your cold, cold skin
And I kiss those lifeless lips of yours
Unbelieving
That you are gone

Sleep now, gentle angel
Sleep now and may your sleep be peaceful
Till the time comes when you awaken
I will be by your side
Waiting
Watching
Sleeping
Along with you
Suspended in the web of time
Nothing can come between us

For this sleep isn't forever
And life will course through your veins again
Your voice will soar through the heavens again
And I will be free

The time of dawn
The dawn of light
The light of death
The death of

You

~28.05.2007~
~6:20 p.m.~
~Stephanie~

Dear Abel...


(If you should find a deep sadness...
I wish that you would share it with me...
I think that I could do anything for your smile...
My precious treasure...)

I've watched you
Everyday of my life....
Watching.....
And I longed so much to be there for you
Because I knew, behind that smile
Lied a deep sadness no one else could see
You thought no one knew
But I watched you
As you cried in that crypt
Cried to pour forth your grief and guit
You would take no comfort
And hid behind a mask of smiles
It was painful for me to see this
I knew what would be your end
I never thought of you as a monster
I thought of you as something precious
You never understood
You never noticed
How much I wanted to comfort you
"A monster..." you said.
"I am a monster, and this is a mark of my sin."
How was I to explain, that it wasn't your fault at all?

It was revenge that you lived for
Even when you said that revenge only left a hollow feeling
Hypocrite!
I laughed bitterly at that and shook my head sadly
You never practiced what you preached
But who am I to stop you?
I could only stand to one side
Helplessly watching as you tried so hard to achieve your goal
"What would you get?" I whispered
"What would you feel after you get what you want?
Please stop.... It's not what I want..."
You didn't listen to me
And pushed on
Day by day
I was the witness to all you did
I sensed your pain, your sorrow, your guilt
Even behind the mask you always wear
I kept it all in my memories
So that I would never forget you
Ever

Then...
Came the time
I watched you fight him
Fueled with rage and vengance
I watched you go higher above the clouds
And then I saw you fall
No one knows for sure what happened
But I know...
I'll never see you again

And now...
You are gone
Gone, just like a leaf in the autumn breeze
Gone, without a trace
Just like that
I can't do anything but cry
Cry, then lift up my head and face the future bravely
The emptiness I feel will fade with time
But my memories will keep
I will always rmember you as the man you are
As the angel you are, not a monster
And all that's left as testimonial to these sweet times
Is a small cross with a silver chain
I found lying in my room
It lies over my neck now, resting on my skin
As proof that I've met and known
You

Abel Nightroad

I hope to see you again someday
And relieve all those memories we had together
Because....
You are my brother, and I love you
A person will fade with time
But memories are hard to get rid of
Memories keep for ages
Memories last for centuries
You will always live on in my heart, my dear, sweet brother
And as I bow my head and weep for the last time
I hear your voice drifting in the wind to me
Warm, soft and gentle,
Saying,

"Please don't cry... I am your friend... I am on your side... I will be with you..."

~ Thursday, 1 March 2007, 1:25pm~
~Dedicated to Abel Nightroad~
~Stephanie~

(Also dedicated to Sunao Yoshida. Rest in peace, may God watch over you)

Starting Words...

First of all, this blog used to be in Blogdrive, but I decided to move it here, because it was too much of a bother trying to update there, so everything moves here now.

This blog is only for the poems I've been writing.

Nuff said.

Enjoy!

XOXO,
Stephanie Yeow