Brave Poems
Divine
by Ayan Gupta
When the sunlight dies
and it’s time for the moon to rise,
a Pegasus, trots over the grey skies
witnessing your enchanting tired eyes
he knows,
he knows your wings are weak
and your dreams are too big,
making his eyes go bleak
he sees you every day, every night
under the stalwart sun or the pale moonlight
......
Broken But Brave
by Guru Gayatri
Unspilled tears hidden behind her hollow shouts,
When noxious scars highlight secrets of years
Absolutely carved unfulfilled dreams
From Silent screams to broken mirrors,
Reveal cruel actions that grace her skin,
Chaotic smile that start to disappear
Unveiling the battle, yet to win
Purring desires that no one ever hear.
......
Goodnight
by John Hughes
We can take nothing with us when we say goodbye, our next venture the great beyond.
Who knows what we will find there but we can choose how we say goodbye.
Give me no food for months and let my body wrinkle and lose color, I wish to die sitting Indian style.
No wait I wish to loose my blood into the vast haunted vessel that is the earths waters.
Maybe I wish to fight a wolf to the death, battering an animal that would just as well eat me.
Perhaps I wish to dive off the highest building in the highest city and have my life flash before my eyes on the way down
I wish my bones to be arranged as a warning to all others that death comes to those who travel this way.
I wish the wolves would bite and suckle the marrow out of my femurs, a nice treat for a very good boy.
Maybe I’ll go out fighting off a mugger, if only the bastard had got himself a job.
Live as hard as you can and go out even harder, show the universe that you’re not afraid of its indifference.
......
Halfway to Heaven
by Chrissy Davis
One last day in this neighborhood.
Leaving behind years of memories both bad and good.
I’m so tired of being misunderstood.
I wouldn’t stay here if I could.
I’m halfway to Heaven.
I’ve already been through hell.
Yeah, I’m halfway to Heaven. I don’t even know myself.
Seems like everybody wants to control me.
Telling me how my life is supposed to be.
I’m tired of living in captivity.
......
Goodnight
by John Hughes
We can take nothing with us when we say goodbye, our next venture the great beyond.
Who knows what we will find there but we can choose how we say goodbye.
Give me no food for months and let my body wrinkle and lose color, I wish to die sitting Indian style.
No wait I wish to loose my blood into the vast haunted vessel that is the earths waters.
Maybe I wish to fight a wolf to the death, battering an animal that would just as well eat me.
Perhaps I wish to dive off the highest building in the highest city and have my life flash before my eyes on the way down
I wish my bones to be arranged as a warning to all others that death comes to those who travel this way.
I wish the wolves would bite and suckle the marrow out of my femurs, a nice treat for a very good boy.
Maybe I’ll go out fighting off a mugger, if only the bastard had got himself a job.
Live as hard as you can and go out even harder, show the universe that you’re not afraid of its indifference.
......
Halfway to Heaven
by Chrissy Davis
One last day in this neighborhood.
Leaving behind years of memories both bad and good.
I’m so tired of being misunderstood.
I wouldn’t stay here if I could.
I’m halfway to Heaven.
I’ve already been through hell.
Yeah, I’m halfway to Heaven. I don’t even know myself.
Seems like everybody wants to control me.
Telling me how my life is supposed to be.
I’m tired of living in captivity.
......
Broken But Brave
by Guru Gayatri
Unspilled tears hidden behind her hollow shouts,
When noxious scars highlight secrets of years
Absolutely carved unfulfilled dreams
From Silent screams to broken mirrors,
Reveal cruel actions that grace her skin,
Chaotic smile that start to disappear
Unveiling the battle, yet to win
Purring desires that no one ever hear.
......
Divine
by Ayan Gupta
When the sunlight dies
and it’s time for the moon to rise,
a Pegasus, trots over the grey skies
witnessing your enchanting tired eyes
he knows,
he knows your wings are weak
and your dreams are too big,
making his eyes go bleak
he sees you every day, every night
under the stalwart sun or the pale moonlight
......
