Haiku~ Spider

Watch the spider dance

slowly, as if it had all

the time in the world

~written by yours truly

NOTE: THIS DOES NOT MEAN I LIKE SPIDERS. I HATE SPIDERS. It's just that this one looks kind of pretty and besides, every post should have pictures!

Memory Bubbles

Walking down a well worn road

Where memories aren't clear

Things you loved have now become

Something no longer dear

Look closely at this child

See it's innocent face

Wonder what will happen when

It enters the material race

Working day and night for

A better house, a faster car

Happiness that is shown on screens

Sometimes just goes way too far

Unexplained joy is what 

A bottle of bubble soap would bring

No worries about how much it costs

Unlike a beautiful golden ring

It's true that the ring lasts longer

It's true that it brings more joy

But think about the child within

And the last time you got it a toy

~written by yours truly~

I think I diverged too much in this one. I mentioned too many things and just skimmed over all of it. I'm thinking about going over it again and removing the extra details and just focusing on one or two things. Then again, aren't soap bubbles like that too? :D

Monsters

Monsters don't lurk under beds anymore

The dust bunnies there aren't very nice

The monsters decided to move out and go

Inside dark cabinets, as quiet as mice

Whether in the bathroom or in the kitchen

Careful when you reach under the sink

You never know if the thing you touch

Is a monster, gone before you even blink

The musty damp places, the chemical galore

That's where the monsters like to be

Sounds you hear but think you did

Are tricks they play with malicious glee

The weird moss here, the odd fungus there?

Those are definite signs of monsters- beware!

Just stay calm and don't try to look

At what will give the most frightening scare!

~Written by yours truly~

This was the other poem I was talking about. I haven't exactly finished it yet, it seems a bit incomplete to me, but I can't figure out how to fix it, so I'm just putting it up. I wrote this because I was never scared of monsters under beds, but of monsters in the bathroom and kitchen. The funny gurgling sounds that sinks make just added to the whole thing and I find myself carefully observing the ceramic bowl and its surroundings before approaching it. 

You don't need to worry though, because really...

~there's no such things as monsters~

Untitled Poem

The pounding sound inside my head 

Is just my own imagination, they said

We can't hear it, let's call a shrink!

So I've gone mental, is that what you think?

Shush now! Stop the car!

Can't you hear the drums of war?!

Coming closer, day by day

No one listens, no matter what I say

You're in danger, you have to run!

They all laugh and go back to their fun

That war's not for us, it's too far away

Don't let this doomsayer spoil your day!

See how I warn them, see how they jeer

When comes the war, it'll all be wiped clear

Not one will stand, not one will speak

Suddenly life would appear very bleak

The war will come, the war will stay

Until every life has been drained away

Make up your mind before its over and done

Come fight with me or turn away and run

Shush now, can't you hear?!

The drums of war, loud and clear

Find your courage, no time to cry

Here we stand and here we will die

-written by yours truly-

~I just randomly wrote this while I was studying because I was extremely bored. Actually, I've written another poem too, but that one still needs some work. This is one is straight off the page, no editing save that done while converting the thought to words.