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 –…

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…

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….

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…

A Couple’s Perspective

A Couple’s Perspective Christopher Denq 2010 The bright morning had shined its glow pretentiously in my face. The great outdoors breathed a sigh of welcome – flowers sifted and started dancing, leaves jiggled with pride, having shaded yet another person. The large P.E. field grass swayed to an unheard rhythm,…

Verse VII 2010

Verse VII I recall my scathing dislike towards you. It shames me that I do. I had always thought of you tenderly in my heart, but that time was corrupted. I had hated to love you, simply put. You had killed me, and for your actions, I repay you with…

Midnight Diaries Entry 6

And too fickle I’ve come to understand of my heart’s content. Were it have been a two months, perhaps I would be better at ease, but only two weeks into a period of temporary absence—only two weeks of not seeing her!—I’ve fallen quite suddenly for someone suddenly quite fall’n cute….

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Untitled Christopher Denq 2010 The winter hates the spring; the spring kills the winter. An eternal war that will never falter. The winter hates the spring, because the spring kills the winter. A reason is given instead of a blind loathing. The winter precedes the spring, for spring to follow…

Verse VI 2010

Verse VI There is a certain sorrow our kind experience — one that never relents, never surrenders, never leaves. Sorrow is always depression at its worst to us, the great killer of minds and social life; yes, sorrow is truly menacing in its own way. And yet, why do we…

Verses I-V 2010

Verse I Too long have I admired in silence. My inactivity was my own folly, for I have lost your heart to another. It is through this tender feeling that I find myself in pain: I assure my humanity, and thus, am I not inclined to hate you for inflicting…

Crescendo

Winter winds delight in winter atmosphere To revel great pride in cold sung glee While I was left alone with frozen cheer Harvesting nectar thoughts from frozen trees But ice sings sadness much too sincere Woebegone versions of happy symphony Her soft angelic voice numbs my ear A sound three…

Love the Rain

Love the Rain Christopher Denq 2010 Dark days like these Know that they’re special A drawn taut release Washes the stressful The sky starts its grief Many tears pet my hair Reborn, my relief Nature really does care Unlocked comes the chain I let out a sigh I do love…

Shoulders for the Grieving

Though I cannot bestow what I do not have, I will lend all but indifference in such a troubled time. I have long lost that feeling – both ends of the deal, rather – and cannot dream how cold the steel of rejection must feel. I cannot lend advice; I…

Untitled

Untitled Christopher Denq 2010 I lost everything I owned in a fire. Ashes were the only thing that remained to whisper a story of the past. Hating, I locked the door to myself. I had trusted only to be burned, but that would never happen again. I threw the key…

I Fell for You

I Fell for You Christopher Denq 2010 I laid on the floor, hands subdued Felt a pain that raced on through Each second felt death renewed Laid there with my hands subdued Lacked the will to breath imbue Forced coughs were overdue Opened eyes saw the truth Real blood stained…

Boats

Boats Christopher Denq 2010 I built a boat, ever large And started out sailing I drove with all my might And yet I kept failing Cause in my mind You keep showing I try to forget But you keep coming So I realized Where am I going? I love you…

Mutual

AWARD: INTERNATIONAL RECOGNITION International Who’s Who in Poetry Division III Nominee Published in Talent July 2011 Photos FOREWORD: A very old poem I wrote about a friend. I stumbled upon International Who’s Who in Poetry and submitted it. POETRY TEXT: Mutual Christopher Denq 2010 The chair you sit on when your legs…

Midnight Diaries Entry 5

I am in trance. She’d just had her birthday celebration, and there was no better feeling of the night than seeing her in a cherry crimson dress. Ai, but I jump too quickly. Let’s start from the beginning. ~  ~    ~   ~    ~ ~~      …

Midnight Diaries Entry 4

I profess closure. And while with all my heart’s strength I yearn the damn thing, I cannot help but doubt my own ability to yearn. Of her, my runaway thoughts are like droplets of crystalized caramel—sweet to believe but unable to be tasted. Occasionally, rogue sights of her make all…

Midnight Diaries Entry 3

There’s always a scintilla of poison left behind, no matter how thoroughly one cures a memory-wound. While taken in small amounts, it seeps into your veins benign and ineffective, but should it accumulate in horrendous amounts, hearts burst and minds deteriorate. A love insanity, so to speak, and it was…

This is My World…

This is My World… Christopher Denq 2010 There is a still wind in the air Silent and eerie Trees bend o’er with shade Limp dead and weary Always it be eternal night Dark and death void The area is doomed Barren and destroyed Nothing swims in the water Nothing grows…

Midnight Diaries Entry 2

In but a daze we went, my mind and I; for but a second, we two stumbled into the evening air. There was a strange feeling, being there—existing then in that fraction of a time—to be so lost in a school so familiar, so uncomfortable in a morning home I’d…