It’s been too long…
Since I’ve seen your face
It’s been too long…
Since I’ve felt your Embrace
The Mere thought of you
And I am away…
Dancing Nightfall
Warm Moonlight
Silence in two
My Love for you…
We stayed all we could
You know that you should…
Have never looked back
And so I am alone
Maybe you were right
I should have Put Up A Fight…
And now it’s too late
So I wait…
Instead
DarkJade-
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It’s Been Too Long
Posted in Entertainment, Loss, Poem, Poetry, Scribblings with tags It's Been Too Long, Loneliness, Sadness on January 4, 2013 by darkjade68Black Flame
Posted in Entertainment, Loss, Poem, Poetry with tags Black Flame, Fear, Sadness on November 17, 2012 by darkjade68Why have you Come for me
Sitting at my side…
Knitting my Hands to the Floor
What purpose can it serve…
Striking Fear in the Heart
Of a Man already thin…
You Mock me
With Your Cool, Calm Laughter…
And yet it turns to String it seems
These Shackles made of Vapors…
And Mists
I turn to go…
And you watch me leave…
Not even you are Committed
To This Follying Soul
Not even Fear…
Can Find a way
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Trapped With You
Posted in Entertainment, Poem, Poetry, Scribblings with tags Sadness, Trapped With You on August 22, 2012 by darkjade68You Are Afraid…
Alone in the Dark
You Manage your way…
But you are not alone
No…
And you are Not Unloved
The only Constraints on you…
Are You
And so you have a Choice
Stay Alive and Fight…
Or rollover
And Die
But You Love Life…
And Color is your Sky
The Light Within you…
It Lights Up The Night
So Yes you are Afraid…
But Not of anything Real
No…
The Fear you have inside
Is Only What You Feel…
DarkJade-
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I Must Stay
Posted in Entertainment, Life, Love, Poetry, Scribblings with tags Enya, I Must Stay, Pain, Rain, Sadness on March 17, 2012 by darkjade68Come Rain…
Wash This Pain Away
Tell Me there will be Another Day
Of Love…
Of Life…
Of Play
These Distant Chimes
And Winds of North
Speak of Promises…
So Grey
of Hopes…
And Dreams…
Of Cool Winters
And Warmth
They Tell me…
I Must Stay
DarkJade-
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The Storm Has Passed…
Posted in Entertainment, Life, Loss, Love, Poetry, Scribblings with tags Painful Seperation, Sadness, The Storm Has Passed on February 9, 2012 by darkjade68And Yet I Stand here…
The Black Sea is Calm
And I can see you…
Far Away… Beneath this Winter Moon
You Look the same…
Though, your Face is Less Clear now
Your Red Hair Still Glistens under the Moon, and Starlight…
And yet… It looks more faded
I have Mourned the Loss of you for 8 Months now…
And yet the Thought of you… Gone now
Never to Love Me again
I Fall to my Knees
What Fate Does this oh so Cruel Sky Hold for me…
I am a Capture of my Own Beating Heart
The One that Knew you…
The One… Who Loved you
Our Fifth Year has fallen to the Wind
And you have Moved on
Yes… The Storm has passed
But how long shall I Last Upon This Broken Barge…
Once a Flagship… To Some Greater Thing
Some… Sublime And Peaceful Place
A Warm Home
And Will My Heart Ever Return to me…
And Fall within My Chest…
Like Ten Thousand Falling Stars…
Breaching Me
Filling me… With a New Love
Leaving My Past Like a Battering Sea
Upon These Broken Cliffs
I Am Not Yours… No
Not anymore
Not for a Long, Long Time
We are no more
My Green Eyes Light Flickers…
Softly now
Oh that they might be Bright Again
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Sadness
Posted in Entertainment, Life, Poetry, Scribblings with tags Blackness, Fallen, loss, Sadness on January 16, 2012 by darkjade68Sadness is here…
How long it stay
Alone I fall
Black Ice Crack
Swim Deep…
Out of Breath now
Tears won’t Come
They Pity Me Not…
Not one shed of Relief…
I Start to Bleed… Watch not
I will not…
I… Shall not
Appoligize
And so I need
The Warmth…
Of the Wounded Heart…
The Fallen Star
For me… No Ark
I Spin to Face you…
And Offer you this
I Strike at Thee…
With Eyes so Dark
I Take Thine Breath
Your Last…
I Release you
My Pain is my own…
Not yours to Bare
You are Unharmed… I Swear
I Stare with Vacant Gaze…
The Light Behind The Green…
Has gone out
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Teardrops
Posted in Entertainment, Poetry, Scribblings with tags Alone, Doubt, Hurt, loss, Sadness on December 30, 2011 by darkjade68Get Up…
I Lay there in the Black…
Unable to move
No good will come of it
It Insisted
It Will consume you…
I care not…
For I grow Weary…
He reaches down…
I begin to sink
His constant tugging
What is it…
It Questioned
Move on…
There is nothing left
Done your best
And yet…
Hope… Put Out
I am… Put Out
It comes
Escape…
Upon me
He throws himself…
And we are one
And I am…
Done
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The Quiet One
Posted in Entertainment, Life, Poem, Poetry with tags Anger, Emo Boy, Emotional, Sadness, The Quiet One on December 13, 2011 by darkjade68His Father was a Monster…
No… Not Mine
Mother so Protective
They Mocked Him all the time
He spent most time alone…
Some might say Confined…
Alone in the Dark…
Expansion of his Mind…
His Sadness not his own…
He Paid it over time
He often wore Dark Clothes…
It kept him from the Light
His Gaze was often down..
To Steer Him from their Eyes
The Angry and the Bored…
Often Him Despised…
Why Should he be Allowed to Feel?
The Angry would inquire…
It’s just Pain… What’s the Big Deal?
The Anger made them Blind
And as they Turned and Walked away
Their Soul would start to Rumble…
The Boy Looked up… Had this to say
Your Heart will Surely Crumble
Change Yourself… There still is time
The Angry Blocked their Ears
It’s Not Too Late… To Only Try
With This they Disappeared
You Don’t know me…
Don’t Act… Like you know me
DarkJade-
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Blackness
Posted in Poem, Poetry, Scribblings with tags Blackness, Sadness, Waiting on November 28, 2011 by darkjade68Blackness, I’m tired of running from you…
So instead I sit here taking a beating
I have not the strength to bat you off… No
My Flesh grows tattered, my Heart is Torn
And Yet… I’ve surrounded myself with love
And Warmth
And Hope
Like a Chess Match with a Blind Man…
Yet I am still out matched
Like a Swim with Weighted Boots…
I Sink in it, and wait at the bottom for it to Pass
Waiting…
Bloop… Bloop
The Bubbles Pass
I Check my Time Piece, but it appears to have Faltered
The Submersion seems to have gotten the better of it
Water Floods it’s many gears
And Countless Circuits
And the Lines grow Heavy on it’s Face
Bloop…
I shall wait for this to pass…
DarkJade-
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I.D.O. Chapter Five – Withdrawal
Posted in I Died Once, Love, Novel, Story, Writing with tags Africa, Father, Mady, Sadness, Withdrawl on October 16, 2011 by darkjade68“I Died Once” – Writing Project
by DarkJade
Our next days of traveling, we didn’t speak all that much… But the Sites and Views of Africa were more than apt to sustain me.
As my deep blue eyes stared outwardly, they seem to widen and deepen… Or at least it felt that way.
Minutes became hours, hours became days… Until at last we reached my Father’s estate. I was starting to give up on referring to him as Sam, even in the sanctum of my own thoughts.
He seemed to have business with a dark skinned man that ran the place well he was gone, and so I adjourned to the room I was given, which was actually near a small lake. I seemed to be dragging a bit today, as my bag seemed quite heavy. And I knew that it was not.
Once inside, it was a very nice room, and would more than due. It was at that point that I found myself, in some sort of catatonic stagger, making my way to the waters edge… And it happened.
The next thing I knew, I had most likely collapsed, as I lay their in a flood of my own tears.
Was it my mother’s death? Or the elapsed vigor of the journey… I knew not.
What I did know was I wasn’t going to let my father find me this way… As I’m sure he too is feeling the affects of this “sudden” daughter. And so I somehow rose to my feet, and made my way to the main house.
He was inside a smoking room, with a short drink of whiskey at his side. “Well hello…” with this he rose to his feet, and sat down his paper. “Caught a nap did yah…” this struck me as a curious thing to say, as we had just arrived… But then as I looked at my small watch around my wrist, I realized that I must have been laying by the water for some three hours, and not realized it. I removed the watch and sat it on the end table nearby, for I had no interest in time as of late… Time had stopped the moment I descended into my mother’s pool… And in truth, I have yet to have ascended. He approached me with a smidgen of curiosity in his eyes.
“What’s this on your face…” all slowed down as he reached to my face, and wiped away a bit of dirt near my right eye, the side of my face that had made a resting place of the ground by the water.
I teared up. Now I knew he didn’t know how to react to this, so instead he began to walk by me… I felt my heart sink, but then his hand took mine as he passed “Come on Mady, Tatenda has prepared us some food…”.
And so we went to supper.
End of Chapter Five
- Chapter One -State of Murder
- Chapter Two – Mother No More
- Chapter 2.5 – And Then He Came
- Chapter Three – My Father From Africa?
- Chapter 3.5 – A Diamond Mine
- Chapter 4 – Dream State
- Chapter VI – Taking Flight
- Chapter VII – The 13th Day
- Chapter VIII – Safari
- Conclusion – Stranger Ends