March2014

Simon’s Narrative

It’d been a while since he liked the word, “like”. Endearment was not as commonplace in picky world, but not two weeks ago Simon had inspired a revolution among his little villagers. A once gray and routine village broke into a frantic and adoring beat as it tried to keep…

Sad Wedding

My heart invited me to his wedding, due the first of the December wind. The event was scheduled to be cold, so the awkward invitation advised us not to wear suits but coats instead. I didn’t own a coat nor did I have the money to buy one, but what…

The Manor’s Guest 1

Godly rumors drifted down with the breeze as she, the lovely angel from a haven far west, beguiled the gates to let her in. The entrance had not stopped creaking for forty-four years, but somehow, at that very same moment she gently pressed the doors apart, the rust took to…

VERSE XXXVIII – XXXXIV 2011

Verse XXXVIII Your name will not be remembered. Nor your face, your voice, your actions. You are one of a billion girls, one of a thousand remarkables. Who will take the time or energy, effort or space to remember you? Stalison practically won the Italian campaigns, but he is not…

The Sodden Lane

The Sodden Lane Christopher Denq 2011 Who am I to think of When the clouds dim in dye, The air becomes heavy, And the sky starts to cry? My Sorrow, when she’s here I remember fall days Full of cold, shallow rain – The baleful, shadowed haze Gloom has befallen…

Verse XXXVI – XXXVII 2011

Verse XXXVI Do not think different when I say that I have been trying – trying my greatest to start anew. The ruination you heaved upon my soul that day was tended to immediately, though no decisive outcome entailed, no significant effect transpired. Perhaps then one may claim the invalidity…

Verses XXX – XXXV 2011

Verses XXX As much as it hurts me, as much as it batters me, I cannot let go. I am forever loyal to you, no matter the pain, grief, or humiliation that is inflicted. Your world is my world; your fight my fight. Every time you tear, I cry –…

Rivers of Blood, My Little Boat

Rivers of blood, steering my little boat, Meandering aimlessly past the line. Peering ‘long, fretting not if it’ll float, Upon the waters of red, deep with malign. This be the journey of desired travel. Let it be spoken and agreed upon. World before, command you unravel, And present me the…

The Exchange Student

++++++++++Nine weeks have passed since I transferred into Dall Academy Prep. Despite my faithful school attendance, I was still treated as the “new” kid, having no prior relations or not knowing anyone other than my teachers. ++++++++++Now, high schools in the States are so different from the academies back home…

Verses XXVI – XXIX 2011

Verse XXVI Life is an adaptive test – unrelenting in its wrath, lacking in its mercy. It will continue to push you to the limit – to the edge of a mental oblivion, of which lies no further guard nor barrier between you and complete lunacy. It is past this…

Midnight Falcon

++++++++++Myths spoke of a large falcon that transversed the night skies in silent shadow. When all the fires in the villages had dimmed, the falcon would descend from its nest high up in the cold mountains and glide over the valley, not for food, but for safety of mind. ++++++++++It…

Black

Sunset was the last thing she wanted to happen. Slowly but surely the pale whites of the oak would wash off. Surely but slowly the darkness wrestled itself in-between the leftover spaces. Or was that the true color of wood — black? This would explain where ashes came from, prove…

Midnight Journies

Under the veil of darkness Bade bye, I, to my homestead Started on that winding road Road I never saw to tread And of what hour slipped away Had I found the nerve and fled? Without the residing remains Of that farewell left unsaid I took and stole what I…

Plaintive Song

No sooner had the sky darkened sable, No sooner had the clouds rolled in, Did that familiar, yet unknown song Remind me where I’ve been. It was a wistful song, so soft and cold, As it wept out its broken heart. It bade me yearn what was never mine, Granted…

Verse XX – XXV 2010-2011

Verse XX I find it most discomfiting that it be stated in accepted theory, inscribed in universal law, and etched in grand stone. The greater my love, the greater I would fall. Aghast was my disposition when I realized that I had gone too far. It were of my own…

Disconsolate Stories (Verses) 2011

Disconsolate Stories 2009-2011 Selected verses compiled in one story. Through struggles and eventual unhappiness comes an entirely morphed version of regular love tales. Traumatic at least, these stories, perhaps, are of relation to its Ultimate counterpart. They are born and developed under a certain period – one of which is…

Verses XVI – XIX 2010

Verse XVI Under pretense, I have passed off my feelings as mere conjurations – birthed by irrelevant desire and molded by unreal passion. Under concealment, I have given you a false account of my life, warped and misstated – told as if the problems were not mine from the start….

Verses XI – XV 2010

Verse XI Two choices presented themselves to her – one of cerebral origin and the other of playful source. Both were equal in their shares, and thus, she found it hard to decide who – who to spend the rest of her life with. The first – esteemed and rational,…

Verse X 2010

Verse X There exists an emotion – a sort of distress that dominates the mind. I feel… uneasy in its presence. The edges of darkness slowly creep onto me; a faint breeze falls from the sky and beckons me to submit to its corruption. It’s a deathly insanity. Every moment…

The Death on Tuesday

It was Tuesday when he first heard of the news. The monotonous drone of the T.V. filled the air, interrupted only by the ring of the phone. His mother answered it as any other mother would, spoke into it as if it were any other conversation. But it wasn’t. It…