Deus_Ex_Poetry of a Lemur

Deus_Ex_Lemur

Well-known member
Just feel like posting some poetry. Not all finished. Some Lemuricks (limericks) and haiku to start. (my lemuricks are not hilarious; I just enjoy their structure)

Lemuricks:

Just Gimme Some Glue/Glued
I can’t see past my porcelain hands splayed
Out front of my weary eyes cracked and flayed
Blocking a sun that shines no light
Shattered bare by rocks in flight
The broken pieces set, for all displayed

Mankind

The amicable grudge of man
Impassable with his slashing clash of hands
Darkness erodes his sight
Lightness eludes his plight
But hope remains, as if still in his plans

Love

All I can do is stare a trapping gaze
All I can feel is a sickly haze
There is no escape to test
There is no blissful rest
All I can do is hope my fear will phase

Hubris
Thwarted in a quickening of fallows
Courted by marching bands of sorrows
Maestro of cacophony
Steadfast in catastrophe
Horded with thy Chorus toward the gallows

Haiku:

In Closing

The Final Curtain
Fallen upon actless dreams
In front, bows the stage

Out In Nowhere


Tundra of thoughts
Recluse for hermits and wards
Too cold for their stay

Other Forms:

Odyssey For Lost Souls
A lonely voyage doomed to selfish plight?
Abandoned on happy trails grown bare

Snatched up into the jaws of Hell’s delight
Foul tongues gnashing your bloodied hope cooked rare

Spat to a world fooled in Heaven’s grace
Imprisoned behind its Mind’s Eye gouged blind

Escape! In darkness chased by dim-lit face
Found! Huddled among the masses of Mankind.

Seeing the Void, Hearing the Light
I awake everyday ontop a springboard coffin
The windows of my room blotted black by dark dying sun

An eclipse of the soul
Driving it to blindness

Where do I find my way through the pitch blackness?
What light shall glimmer its hope through this infinite void?

I see nothing. There is nothing to see. No exit.
No glimmer
No Hope.
Hope never existed.
I wouldn’t recognize its face if it did.

And so what is the point?

“Listen!” A voice echoes circles in the darkness
“Your soul’s been blighted to blindness, but
Can you not hear me through the silence? You hear fine.
Your touch is numbed, but
Can you not feel thy warm breath through the cold thin air?
Now turn your nose around the darkness
And smell the stench of hopeless abandon!
Seeing is not just done with eyes. Listen!
Listen past the darkness. That’s where the glimmer lies.”

The voice echoes quieter, and quieter, and quieter,
Until the black silence swallows a final whisper.

But I can still hear it. And I remember.
And I hear a faint glimmer.
And I recognize its smile.
 
Last edited:

ScaredToBreathe

Well-known member
wow that's some really awesome poetry!! :eek: i thoroughly enjoyed reading it. very deep and inspiring. and an excellent vocabulary too! well done. it's beautiful :)
 

Phoenixx

Well-known member
How did I (Or anyone for that matter) ever miss this? Awesome work, Deus. I like your choice of vocabulary. :)
 

Pacific_Loner

Pirate from the North Pole
I'm glad you're in the artistic field (if I remember well?) so you'll be able to keep creating amazing stuff like this

edit - wow yeah I didn't notice how old is this post... La poésie tombe souvent dans le vide :/
 
Last edited:

Deus_Ex_Lemur

Well-known member
Alienated Invaders

Flying wind breeze past my cries
Lift me atop your glowing flare
So alone I soar among vanilla skies
Till night becomes a frigid starless snare

Shiver! I embrace my arms to my waist
To huddle forth an ounce of warm despair
But glaciers of thy lonely soul spread haste!
Around heart to thy head until impair

The flying winds swell a few parting blows
To expel its trash over the outcast sun
I fall towards blotted dawn a speck of snow
Crashing silent on lands of must be glum

I can’t bear being the alien invader
One more realm I have no sense, friend or worth
My eyes look up weeping skies – hands enter!
By another lost soul alone on some earth

We may as well die here among the weeds…
Sounds! I twist my impaired head around to see
Alien invaders dance, smile, planting seeds
Their hands clasp mine to embrace and pull me free.
 
Last edited:
Top