Category: Poetry

To Write or not to Write – Poem

My mind once dwelled exclusively in games, in movies and in TV shows.

Many an hour was spent – time wasted.

But was it really?

For games and movies provide visual aid to the things we have yet to see.

To scenery, which we have yet to phantom.

I want to believe that gaming provided me with a foundation for my own imagination.

Yet, as of now… my body rejects it.

My stomach pit when I do not write. Physically impossible to do anything else!

My body and soul rejects my old life; not yet! it says.

Someday, I can go back to those blissful days of gaming.

But now you must write! read! and at times, be alone with your thoughts.

There is nothing else.

You must improve!

by Stamphers

What is a Man? – Poem

“What is man? but a miserable pile of secrets?”

Truer words could not have come from anyone but Dracula himself.

Secrets is what binds us together,

And sometimes drives us apart.

We all have them,

And sometimes, we let them out because they burn through our being,

Rather than binds it.

Nobody knows this better than Dracula as desire is what drives him.

Whether it is for power or for lust,

It is the very being of a vampire.

This is equally true for man, for the same desires drives him into secrecy.

That which makes us miserable.

 

 

by Stamphers

Foreign Love – Poem

This is a poem that I randomly wrote, the goal was to make it rhyme and I think I accomplished that. It is a bit of a personal story about a time when I lived in Cambodia and this Cambodian girl showed an interest in me but I didn’t feel the same way. I wasn’t as blunt as in the poem but I think you will get the idea.

In a different world she took me in

her home, her sanctuary she let me in

But her past loomed dark behind her smile  

In a new world she wanted to begin

She saw me as a ticket out 

Yet I was blinded to her plight

Her heart which was extended to me, I rejected with a loud plea 

Her kindness, rooted in fear 

I denied her with a heart full of cheer

Down that path I didn’t want to go

To the path of family and stuck at home 

by Stamphers