Due to popular request from my bro...

So a couple days ago I posted some haiku. Here are some poems from the same time period...

Moral Compass North

A compass always points to north
We like to believe its true
But along life’s path are crossroads
To lead astray the fool
For though he has a compass
He’ll not always find his way
If he wields it poorly
The land will have its day
For knowing North is only part
Of the knowledge trapped inside
East is east and west is west
And next to south preside

(This is only part of it. I have to re-write the second stanza below

But it isn’t always the fool
Not every compass is alike
Nor in capable hands do fall
A compass always points to north
We like to believe its true
Except when near magnets
To trick the pious fool
We put faith into the compass
Magnets whether big or small
Will lure in its own way
Though bigger seems to always win
Small will have its day

The rhyme and meter are clumsy, so are the words, so please excuse the amateurish nature of it....)

Here's a better one

Knock out

Her eyes twinkled in the light
Her hair floated on the breeze
It was love at first sight
I could feel it in my knees.

Across the steamy bar
She sat, my winged angel of love.
Shining through the dark, a star
Fallen from above.

My heart stumbled, struck
By cupid's arrow point.
My lungs began to suck
I wobbled, about to faint.

Then a thrown kiss tumbled
And knocked me off my feet
My lips, in silence, mumbled
Below eyes of disbelief

Then the wink—
She went for the TKO
I couldn't think
And never ducked to avoid the blow

The world, swirled; a mosh of wild color
Down for the count
I found, love
One tough customer


And one that was published on poetry.com:


PAIN, I feel the wind stingin’ my face,
I hear the guttural sound of air--
A thousand voices endlessly speaking to my soul
Pushing me on!
Driving me!
Then silence…
Am I alive?
Where is the pain.
In the silence I inhabit a barren dream world.
The unreality of it shifts before my eyes,
Curvaceous phantoms dancing beneath a blinding sun.
But close by I feel the heart beat of my reality.
Its redundant Morse code, whispering—
Freedom. Freedom. Ride!
It is an energy that stirs my essence.
Defiant against the red staring eye
I await its green brother to
Unleash me!
Send me to the paradise!

Please enjoy and I appreciate any and all comments. They will only serve to make me better!

Thanks,

Yuki