Ode to an...Ode

oh Ode!
You do praise so highly.
Nothing is beyond your grasp,
Your adoration knows no bounds.

Selfless you are,
It brings tears to our eyes,
One thing in this world,
unafraid to show its feelings.

You delight in delighting others,
And expect nothing in return,
Honour and glory you speak,
Flattery shown with words.

Long or short,
Beautiful you will always be
Whatever paper you grace,
You make any page beautiful beyond mere words.

Words that are only mere
Until You weave them
Into exultant epiphanies
Of incomparable enlightening excellence.

Oh Ode!
Is there no subject you can't praise
Oh Ode!
This is simply returning the favour.

^_^ Dea

Baroque Kyrie Eleison

The cliff stands right there,
The church is right behind you,
Everyone is inside waiting for you, waiting for the bride.
Lord Have Mercy
They are praying, praying for you
Your mind wars.
What do you want, do you really want this
That cliff is just so enticing
The sea roars, so cold and frothy,
At the base of the hard, black rocks.
You can't run anywhere
Lord Have Mercy
You don't even understand what they say
You don't know what they want.
What you want is escape
They frighten you.
Lord Have Mercy
You need to hurry, Decide! Quickly! You jump

Lord Have Mercy
Torches are held high they search for your body,
They shout to each otehr.
They can't find you.
And then your body washes on shore.
Lord Have Mercy

The Angels, so disquieting in their perfection,
Carry you away.
Lord Have Mercy
They are so angry;
Demons call for you;
Angels carry you.

Two forces meet at once.
Driving with indescribable speed to one another Give you peace. That was all you wanted. They understand
Hell and Heaven Collide. It is like a dream.
You hang there, far above, watching.
Thunder lightning and fire clash beneath you.
A mourning is sent out for your body, but you rise,
You are going to your rest.
It is almost painful, this beaty, flawlessness you see before you.
Dona Nobis Pacem
Granted

This is basically my personal favourite, written to another classical music piece, I believe Bach.
~Dea

You need better (a song)

I didn't want to say,
But it just had to come out.
I didn't want to hurt,
But I couldn't stop my mouth.
You sit alone, and I, I just needed to say it.

And it tears my heart to see you look so confused
And I don't know why, how I could ever hurt you.
But it happened, and now, you see that I was lying, lying....

And it hurts me so bad 'cause I once loved you.
but now it's all come out and and you see that I'm untrue.
It's not fair to you
I see your breaking heart
And I feel guilty because

I'm cheating,and/You don't deserve this/I was lying with every loving kiss./ You loved me, and I,/I left you broken,/You need better

So please don't love me anymore
Oh please,
Babe so please don't wait for my key in the door,
I don't deserve your trust anymore
'Cause I'm dishonest.

Just let me go and forget that you ever loved me
We can't go back to the way we wanted it to be
I'm so sorry I ruined what we had
But I'm only human, so stupid.

And it hurts me so bad 'cause I once loved you.
but now it's all come out and and you see that I'm untrue.
It's not fair to you
I see your breaking heart
And I feel guilty because

Chorus 2x

So baby, baby, baby
Don't waste your time with me,
Please find soemone new,
Someone worthy to love you.

Chorus

this song was written for class, we had to write lyrics to the tune of the Leona Lewis song "Bleeding Love". I hope you like it with these lyrics, if you can think of other tunes it goes with, please tell me :)
~Dea

woods

wet, far too wet.
fall is beautiful,
albeit soggy.
things die,
they fall and droop,
they change colours, letting us know their ferocity before
t d
h r
e o
y p

earth tones abound,
sunlight manages to slip through.
in this little open roofed tree chapel,
wind is reduced to a
calming whisper
it is as innocent as childhood;
the dewdrops on the leaves are like the tears from the fall from Grace.
falling from its Life Source.

There are many paths here
You discover if you look.

Mama. We all go to hell.

Mother, you make me cry.
Your pathetic attempts at parenthood make me pity you.
And want to defend you
at the same time.

What is it? Do I feel guilt?
Guilt for causing you hardship
For being a sensitive, intuitive child,
Who knew what was right and who was wrong?

For Scaring you with Childish,
Innocent Truth?

You never knew how to handle me,
And now I am beyond handling.
Because I am an adult now,
And On My Own,

You,
Dear Mother,
Are left

Alone.

My Life as Pi

It is cold outside.
The waves are terrifying when it is windy and cold.
Shivers run down my spine.
Soothing.
A salty, chilly lullabye.
Sleep tries to overtake, but I can't fall asleep.
If I fell asleep, I would go off course; how do sailors do it?
Already the sound of the waves become difficult on my ears.
Where are the birds? The sun? Companions?
It is only me.

On this enormous black ocean, with harsh, whitecapped, long fast waves. Cold salty air
Burns my lungs,
My sweater fails,
Spray soaks me through.

Twilight, and no land in sight.
Where am I?
The little angel says,
in your imagination.

well, then, I don't want to be here.

this poem was written while listening to some music that was mostly the sounds of waves on the ocean. the ending sentiments basically described my feelings by the time the music ended.
with regards to the title, it reminded me of the book "Life of Pi" by Yann Martel (which is an excellent book I recommend to all) and how Pi had to survive on the ocean and this is probably what he would hear all day.

Before i die, i want you to know

Be Open to the World,
And the World will open up to you
Be Closed to the World
And the world will swallow you whole.

this was a poem that had to be created, something we could see as an epitaph on our graves. It took a little hard work to think of what I would want people to remember, and I didn't want to seem to full of myself, even in death, so this was something I think was appropriate and really expressed my views on life.

~Dea.