Our thoughts they make no sense, these words cannot be spoken.
The threads we weave are thin, yet our minds remain unbroken.
I've told a tale, been unwell, sang a song and cried...
these puzzles have no solution, our actions are not justified.
So in this place we wont remain, travelling by horse or train.
A compliment has been written, in spite of confusion and decision.
We'll sit out by the creek...
...the ever-glade's are too deep.
~Kouri
y- you, You cannot hear me. My voice is but a heart beat, the trickle of the cold and dead~ th- the, The things unspok- the things unsaid, the thoughts that remain in your head.. what may appear to be a dream means much more then it first seems. A poet, a preacher, a parcel for the mourned. Step away, turn around, go back... a skarlet will be waiting for your sanity~:.
~Kouri
My clock started ticking way too fast, now can't remember what happened in the past.
The peach tree has grown too big, I can no longer reach its fruits.
Poison pours out from my mouth, yet somehow by heart remains pure.
This disease of our existence, it can never be cured.
~Kouri
There's not enough time to sleep now days.
There's not enough sunlight to wake me from this haze.
I stay awake thinking of all the places I can go, all the people I can meet.
And in the end it's all these thoughts that keep me from climbing to my feet.
The weeks used to seem too long, now they're feeling so very short.
I start to worry, start to hurry and hope I'm not left with nought.
Through the cold and bitter chapters and all of lifes plight..
There will be one candle burning, a guide, the warmth, your light.
~Kouri
There is only one thing that awaits us all,
a life-changing event for both large and small.
I've been haunted by this feeling for all me life,
will I ever be relieved from this fear and strife?
I am not sad.. still I will cry, I will feel great pain.. when you die.
A sweet beginning, a bitter end, a selfish mind or a heart to lend.
There is no truth- no wrong, no right, just an image,.. of love in my eyes.
This is the cycle- the story of the earth, as one falls... another gives birth
~Kouri
Great fires burn within our chest. until we meet, I will not rest..
Watch and wait, the sun will rise. shining light down to our eyes..
The boats set sail onto the sea. calm and quiet we let them be..
Clocks they tick, far too slow. without this time we cannot grow..
Some day soon eye will return. Back again to the one I yearn-.
~Kouri
I am but a lonely spectre, the creator of the fires in your heart..
..the waters of your mind and the poison on this dart.
Even as the winds grow stronger, we will not drift apart.
Our flames will go on burning, as they have been from the start.
~Kouri
I want to be a storyteller.
I want to be a light.
I want to be the feeling that,
..keeps you going through the night.
I want to write a story.
I want to tell a tale.
I want to be the hope,
..that picks you up when you fail.
I want to be a poet.
I want to write a song.
I want to be your home,
..the place where you belong.
~Kouri
If we pray every day, everything will be ok.
If we stay attached to this tether, we'll never know any better.
We'll continue to live our lives, until our eventual demise.
The things others don't know, is what makes one wise.
~Kouri
Don't let other people get you down.
There's always a reason not to frown.
Everywhere you look is someone new.
A person that you could approach and talk to.
Someone who might just be your next best friend.
Someone who you might remember until the end.
Hope isn't hard to find, but it's something you should embrace.
You just have to make sure you're looking it in the right place.
Most people look around when it's really found inside.
Yes, deep within ourselves is where hope resides.
The only thing holding us back.
Are our thoughts of falling off track.
And it's the future that we search for.
That keeps us together and intact.
Don't be afraid to close your eyes, to take a leap from places high.
Because one day you might despise all you haven't done in your life.
You may be quite surprised at where you end up if you just try.
Don't end up like the bird whom didn't know that he could fly.
~Kouri
y- you, You cannot hear me.
My voice is but a heart beat, the trickle of the dead~
th- the, things unspok- the things that were not said,
the thoughts that remain forever in your head..
what may appear to be a dream means much more then it first seems.
a poet, a preacher, a parcel for the mourned.
Desperate and weeping, your end was just adjourned,-
-Inquisitive you may be, it's hard- difficult to see
even, despite the sou- ..bitter taste, it was all you could be
Step away, cease thought, turn around, go back...
these riddles are designed to lead you-,
To send you hurtling right off track
Don't questions my motives, just repose and surmise
a scarlet will be waiting for your sanity~:.
Hello there faux friend, you're only ashamed, because you've run out of ignorant fools you can blame.
This is the meaningless, sorrow free test, to determine how far into your mind we'll infest.
To tare up your soul and puncture your heart, you'll be left thinking you've fallen apart.
Your hopes will be spread from end to end, of the exact one dream you were trying to mend.
There's no hope in your struggles, there's no means to your plight, for you lost this war before it was even in sight.
~Kouri
I want to confuse people, with plotless tales. Leave them empty, cold, and pale.
Twist their minds and warp their views. Make them feel comfort in bad news.
Break their trust, open their eyes. So they see everything as dead inside.
Torture them until they feel cursed. Because its the happy things in life that make me feel worst.
~Kouri
My flesh it is not worthy of your sweet and warm embrace.
My heart screams mercy, mercy, keep me safe or set me free.
Yet still your grip it clings on tightly to hold me down in place.
Your eyes yell help me, help me, though a bitter end is all I see.
The survival of these tunnels promises happiness beyond belief.
If only the corridors were as illuminated as the sky above.
So with this turmoil I'll keep searching through darkness and your grief.
Because I'll be lost if I don't find you one day, my love.
~Kouri
Visions that leave me caught feeling poetic and bemused, die slowly by my side as I mourn bonds I wish I knew.
The confidence it takes to see a mortal dream come true, is equal to the fear and pain you've fought to see it through.
There has not been a time, too long or short or late, in which thoughts of your being, have not lead me astray.
There is no fear of mine, I could not subjugate, if I knew you were there, to help me find a way.
All dreams die eventually. I just hope this is the one. The one to make life seem complete though it may be askew.
I will not search in vanity if I believe in something true, so for now.. perhaps forever, I'll ponder on thoughts of you.
~Kouri
I can never stand or sit perfectly still, because my heart beats so fiercely I feel constantly ill.
A constant, incessant, ticking and tocking, to ensure that my being is constantly rocking. Back and forth, forwards and backwards, my inner thoughts are awfully tactless
~Kouri
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Sometimes I am happy that I feel so depressed because it's the sad things in the world that keep me in unrest, so I can see the world through an alternate lense that fills my mind with ideas that come with no ends.
With the strongest love comes the biggest heartbreak because nothing lasts forever though time it may take. But it's not a loss and it's not a mistake if that hole represents how life can be great.
Beauty can be found in a miserable place, and it's these realisations that make my heart race. To be cold yet content is a breathe of fresh air and so sometimes I choose to happily despair.
~Kouri
Well, I’m glad I found this thread! One of the first things I noticed coming in is the date it was started, and it’s absolutely awesome that you’ve been adding on to it for years now. That sort of dedication is nothing short of inspiring to see.
Looking at the body of work as a whole, there’s an overwhelming sense of remorse and a pensiveness for the way things are versus the way they should be. Every word added to the feeling that you desperately want things to change, but don’t realistically see it happening, which, obviously, can be a hopelessness-inspiring situation. The few shaky, broken up posts contrast nicely with the more deliberate, eloquent ones; they’re written very differently, but retain similar themes, like two sides of a coin. I also have a lot of respect for how you use rhyming; I’m one of those people who really has to think about how to make rhyming work when I feel like I need to use it, but for you, it seems to come naturally, with very few places that seemed like they had forced rhyming. The subtle little varieties in rhyming patterns are used well, too. This last thing is just a minor little note, but I also feel like your forum sig added a lot to the already heavily-imagery based poetry you had going on; just a nice little touch in presentation.
There were a few misspellings (i.e. skarlet) and missing commas littered here and there, but there isn’t much criticism I can offer besides that considering what you were going for. Moving forward, I’d be interested in seeing how you approach a larger-scale body of work, like a short story. With that said, you should definitely keep these snippets up too!
At 9/20/15 02:23 PM, Kouri wrote: Sometimes I am happy that I feel so depressed because it's the sad things in the world that keep me in unrest, so I can see the world through an alternate lense that fills my mind with ideas that come with no ends.
With the strongest love comes the biggest heartbreak because nothing lasts forever though time it may take. But it's not a loss and it's not a mistake if that hole represents how life can be great.
Beauty can be found in a miserable place, and it's these realisations that make my heart race. To be cold yet content is a breathe of fresh air and so sometimes I choose to happily despair.
~Kouri
You are magnificent! Keep listening to this poetic voice. I have a feeling that the only reason it speaks is to shed light on the truth of the human condition. The extremes of survival in the mundane world which aches for something more.
Your dedication is admirable!
*cheers*
I flirt with you-
Wistful inevitability, nostalgic chills
Exactly as expected.
Yet not that you could be so pretty, it kills
Is this why you're romanticised so routinely
Your lithe approach, serenely supple
To careen or slowly embrace.
It's to no surprise
That despite demise
One could surmise
That this is why
So many flirt with death ..
~Kouri
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I look at my dog.. does he have any concept of time... of history, of the future.. of life or of death. It's 2017 my little (not literally) woofer, August 2017. So much has happened.... is happening in the world that you have no idea about, and so much more will happen in the future.
One day you won't be here, but you probably don't think about that at all, do you? .. boy do I envy you, in some regard at least. One day I won't be here, and often I wish that was something I didn't know.
Somehow the pressure of having to accomplish things in the finite time of my life causes me to stumble and accomplish so much less. The irony. What do you think about, what do you worry about my dear. Do your fears extend beyond the other pupper stealing your things and someone trying to pick you up? I doubt I'll ever know.
Even among humans it deems itself impossible at times to know what someone else is thinking, how they're perceiving the world around them. Perhaps the difference between my thoughts and anothers are just as stark as mine and yours.
Tomorrow is the weekend for me. Another end to a week I feel I've wasted. For you I assume.. tomorrow will just be another day, another day of endless days to come..
~Kouri
