Friday 21 September 2012

Unseen

Unseen


hidden in the depts of solitude
 is he that is most feared
 blacked by the very darkness of our hearts
 roarin in all fury and gore
  unseen, wishin for glory
 unknown wishin to be known
 atleast to be loved
 it burns for flight
 but it is entrapped in its own soul
 unfounded by the truth
 he becomes all that is wrong
 a soul so vile
 vagueness engulfs the cruelty
 all that is left
 none less a dragon
 a beast with a burden
 battling his heart






Saturday 18 August 2012

Shadow of Flames

Shadow Of Flames
Franklin Rapheal

the riegn of flame
like a blossom
of its ugly beauty
made lame
its breasts are ringed
so shall vinegar be springed
yet beauty brings
death its honour

its realms are cared
to be the most the feared
the beads must suffer
the quill cannot run
it must burn
yet in its peaceful tame
nothing breaths
like the shadow of flames

ODD

Odd
Franklin Rapheal

day by day
i gazed upon this worthless world
wandering if i am ood
brown hay shades my eyes
i see it all
but, like they
iam not
seasons pass, seasons come
an ass,do they call
to shimmer the sceptre
and clean halls by the rod
i gazed upon this worthless lord
wandering if i am odd

the masses arose
running on thier toes
though many have tried
to fill thier holes
they have failed
lying in thier woes
cubby shoes, hold a risky find
if they only knew
what holds in my mind
i gazed upon this worthless world
and with a nodd
wandering if i am odd

now for nothing it hates
maybe i was late
so also maybe bait
what ever i seldom choose
maybe the truce
it has this devil loose
i gazed upon this worthless judge
wandering if he is my lord
like so odd i am with a nodd

to prove wrong
will end in lies
this dame of which
i have honoured
still she has roamed
never passeda thought
could treat me so cold
now i know the lot
of which i ought
to seek a fort
this world of which i hate
has never looked straight
to mend its frays
i stay this way
for i looked up
priceless world
which has no lord
with a nodd
i choose to be odd

In Life

In Life
Franklin Rapheal

the usefulness of age
decay of strength
the younging old
not a story told
a change bin every page
a need for a friend
a friend in need

like the pig's ring
adorned by a twisted tail
this is not a tale
must in life
gift of death
trys the rest
o'but in a smile
in everyday
is a life in everyway

what wonders reflect
the thrive in a dive
a sucess of a test
grin as the best
wind of light
mould of my might
be my guest
your life is my breath

Tuesday 13 March 2012

Yet It Calls

darkness falls
i do not know it
yet it calls
the sound of the heart
beating for a truce
when you race
for the untold freedom
like the birth of the phoenix
rising from it's ashes

the wry line that creeps
has made soothers sting
a home roams
yes, a home roams
yet never nears
streets of doom
lighted by darkness
yet it calls

what restless peace
hath been found
light shines now
where night never sees
ladders cry
to try the sky
darkness falls
i know not it
yet it calls

the wind hushed
swiftly,but not rushed
what o' what fortune
hath been found
where does thou go
for still darkness falls
still i do not know it
yet it calls

The First Sigh

see the poor rust
for unto they
time has become dust
a cry everyday
the sorrow and pain
yet timeless
i hath no gain
they remain thoughtless

a gap so far
brings me so near
thou i knew
thee i know not
do the rich see so blind
no,they wish us hind
still the poor lust
to stay in their minds

all seems
so black and grim'
this wretched wine
that looks so kind
has made me dine
not with a wall
but with the poor

a life's worth
not much a brick
a day's work
a wizards trick
skeletons of time
a life without a dime
i pray thee
if i die
burn me
let me have a sigh.