A Broken Child

I can't take it!

As each look at me,

And every comment

Leaves thin cuts

That burn more as time lapses.

As everything I do,

And every effort I make

To become what I dream to be

Is regarded as nothing but failure.

As the candles of hope

Light up my soul,

Then blown out

With every whisper of jealousy.

As all my rage,

And all my sadness

Are seen as mere

"Breakdowns and Ravings."

As all I truly want,

And all I seek

Is nothing but

Silly childhood needs.

As all I am,

And all I became

Is nothing

But a lost memory.

© A Furious Child

Function in Communication

Walking in a valley,
You scream,
No response...

Climbing up a mountain,
You scream,
No response...

Walking down a hill,
You scream,
No response...

Flying in the air,
You scream and scream,
Waiting for a response,
Waiting for someone to listen,
Waiting for someone to help,
Waiting for someone to care,
Still... No response...

© A Furious Child

A beatific smile to God.

A beatific smile to God.

© A Furious Child

Good Night

Light fades away increasingly shining,
Heavy are the eyes, the arms, the heart,
Singing a lullaby are the tree leafs,
Swaying from side to side,
Waving to Darkness, invitingly,
Shimmering last threat of red blood,
Highlights lost moments of love,
Struggling through the waves of Time,
Age, and Gender, Faith as ally keeping,
Holding on to those lost moments,
Whispering into loved ones' ears,
Confessions of unrequited wishes,
Running fiery fingers through the hearts,
Leaving nothing but Memories,
Pain, Sorrow, Hopelessness, Helplessness,
In clam tides, yet comes again,
Shinning, shimmering, calling,
Making Hope to life come back,
And for millions of celebrations it calls,
Those fluttering feathers of messengers,
Bring back the news...
Of an ever-lasting, yet again, Love.

© A Furious Child

Moment of Perfection

A moment of gentleness
A moment of beauty
A moment of sweetness
A moment of grace
A moment of kindness
A moment of purity
A mement of joy
A moment of honosty
.
.
.
A moment of Perfection

© A Furious Child

Loss

When the sun warms aching backs,
When the song flows with the wind,
When the petals of roses scatter on the floor,
I think of you and me...

When the humming comes through the windows,
When the essence of green sees the eyes,
When the heart beats in harmony
With a world full of gentleness,
I think of you and me...

When the home quiets every soul,
When the heart wraps the arms,
When the arms fly unleashed,
I think of you and me...

When silence fills the voices,
When cold enriches the darkness,
When red mixes with green,
I think of you...
And me.

© A Furious Child

Perfect Moment

Crimson dyed light covering my feet,
As they are free up in the air.
The pain in my back, slowly fading,
As I rock side to side.
Driven from a town to the other.
Everything is peaceful.
Everyone is quite,
Waiting for the end of the road.
Dreaming of the beauty of that moment,
When all is accomplished.
Yet hoping for more...
Love and Adventure are on their way,
With promises to get you lost.
For in their moments,
You find perfection.
After they leave,
It is all regrets.

© A Furious Child

Nothing but...

In between...
A dream and a reality,
stuck in a moment where everything is...
Lost!
Unaware of what will come.
Unaware of who will be there.
Lost!
Trying to give up hope,
Of what everybody wants to be done.
Lost!
Where is the end?
In a hole in the ground.
With everyone else.
What does it mean?
Lost!
Trying to be good.
Trying to be better.
Trying to be alive.
Yet failing again and again.
Lost for ever!

© A Furious Child