A Knight's Sorrow

October 11, 2013


Filed under: Poetry — Harlequinn @ 2:02 pm
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Words mean little to those I’ve hurt.
Or of this guilt within my veins,
That claws my chest through blacken heart,
And plays upon my maddened brain.

I could weep, or beg, or cry like babe,
Or fall upon my sword of shame.
I could walk upon this sun cursed earth,
Till my feet are bloodied pain.

But even with those tasks atone,
Naught quenched your sorrows be.
With my broken arms and fragile soul,
I plead upon your forgiveness please.

September 12, 2013


Filed under: Poetry — Harlequinn @ 5:30 am
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My name shall be a whisper,
Like sands upon the wind.
My face is but an echo,
A shadow from your past.

Your thoughts of me will trickle

But I shall never forget you,
For knowing is all I craved.
In knowing you, I knew myself,
And that you’re the one I loved.

March 30, 2013


Filed under: Poetry — Harlequinn @ 8:31 pm
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Your little words,
Be small and curt,
Creates a wound,
Of septic hurt.
Cold and burning,
It festers deep.
Makes me ache,
With little sleep.

You don’t talk.
You push away.
Makes me think,
You want his way.
My limbs heavy.
My heart tight.
I think I’ve lost,
My will to fight.

I’m lost, confused,
About me and you.
What I wanted,
Was always you.
My dream for you,
Is happy, free.
So for now,
Ill leave you be.

January 23, 2013

My Black Rose

Filed under: Poetry — Harlequinn @ 7:23 am
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Moonlight dwells in silent streams,
Echoing of fae time dreams.
In star bound cloak,
Night does creep.
Empty of madness sleep.

Sovereign beasts do approach,
Court of fae, light and dark,
Heeding call from lands afar.
With weeping rose in her hair,
Angel queen, dark and fair,
Robes tinged with violet hue.
Zealous heralds dance around,
Echoes of the angel’s grace.

Reeds and whistles sing her praise,
Of beauty, wit and elven grace.
Smile that vexes with haunting gaze,
Eases through my wayward soul.

January 17, 2013

Angel of The Night

Filed under: Poetry — Harlequinn @ 10:23 pm
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You are the moon that lights my night.
You are the stars that shines my path.
You are the waters that soothes my soul.
You are the wings that makes me fly.
You are the hand that lifts my heart.
You are the angel that I love.

January 5, 2013


Filed under: Poetry — Harlequinn @ 5:17 am
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Colours fade like autumn leaves,
As silence takes the stage.
Sumptuous feast of rotten fruits,
Tempered with spoilt wine.

Weeping heart and bleeding eyes,
Do mourn the loss of love.
As whispered lies rape my mind,
Whiskey numb the bones.

Body aches with waking death,
As lovers shade does moan.
Winding gears to creaking halt
As void now does grow.

December 18, 2012

Reflected Pain

Filed under: Poetry — Harlequinn @ 8:15 am
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Corrupt and bile from distant lies,
That stoop and stare with empty eyes.
A monstrous man with honeyed tongue,
That clutches upon my beating song.

I cut and slice at fetid flesh,
I hack and slash with baited breath.
Its wounds do open and bleeds about,
Veins so dry, with crimson sand.

It cries and wails like wounded babe,
And babbles about like drunken maid.
I stare into its eyes of pain,
It stares back through mirrored pane.

December 14, 2012

Whispered Gods

Filed under: Poetry — Harlequinn @ 11:49 pm
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How can I fly with broken wings,
Burdened by my darkly dreams?
Sights I see that make me weep,
With absent eyes and sockets bleed.

Through deafened ears, I hear a sound,
Stir of echoes does surround.
The maddened screams of distant gods,
Plague my waking shadowed thoughts.

Spiders crawl beneath my flesh,
I claw upon my bloodied chest.
With severed tongue and bleeding maw,
Lies I speak, no longer more.

August 30, 2012


Filed under: Poetry — Harlequinn @ 8:54 am
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What bitter doves that do take flight,
Across the silent raven night.
As devils rise and monsters cry,
Heaven’s angels fall and die.
Soldiers march across the land,
As knightly heroes take command.
Nightmare gods rise from slumber,
As weapons forge from fallen lumber.
Morning sun with arrows rain,
That cascade down on village slain.
Daughters weep as fathers burn,
Sons do rot as mothers spurn.

August 24, 2012

Kitty Cat

Filed under: Poetry — Harlequinn @ 6:30 am
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Kitty cat, happy cat,
Where should we play?
The attic, kitchen,
Or the dungeon room?

Kitty cat, naughty cat,
What should we do?
A feeding, a grooming,
And a spanking too?

Kitty cat, sleepy cat,
Do you want to rest?
Snuggled in my lap,
How I love you so.

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