Night Of The Reaper: An Original Non-lyrical Poem

Night Of The Reaper: An Original Non-lyrical Poem
By: Zach Brehany

Dark night
Scary night
The Reaper is comeing
Collecting
The Souls of those
That Had damned him before

Happy time
Joyous time
The Victums are dancing
Celebrating
The lost of the one
that is said to bring hell

He enters
In all of his glory
stares at them
Threw revenge starving eyes
the he waits
for the shime to ring

IT'S TIME!

He removes the syth
connects the blade
Now, the victums are fighting
Fighting for there lives.

Hours later
the Job is done
the ordeal is mastered
and as he
walks toward the beautiful moon,
he joins the
beautiful,
glorious,
romantic,
DEAD.

Angel Of Music: An Original Non-lyrical Poem.

Angel Of Music: An Original Non-lyrical Poem. By: Zach Brehany

She speaks
I listen.
She sings
I quiver

Little High
Little low
her words are comfort.
I like that.

Now I hear nothing
emptyness
It's Haunting
discomfort

Her lips speak truth
I hope
Her lips speak lies
I doubt

Suffer: An Original Non-lyrical Poem.

Suffer: An Original Non-lyrical Poem.
By: Zach Brehany

Why must I suffer?
All this torment
Why must I suffer?
By my paranoia?

I suffer when I do not know
Secrets kept from me.
I suffer Jealousy
When I see them

I suffer when I'm Ignored
When I am not noticed
I suffer when I see her
Something I desire, can never have.

Why do I suffer?
I hope it pays off.
I doubt it.

Guri: An Original Non-lyrical Poem.

Guri: An Original Non-lyrical Poem.
By: Zach Brehany

Guri
Her word for love
Shes says it to him
Never to me

I've been there for her
Helped her
Comfort her
Love her
But not once
She ever said Thank You.

Speacil Treatment
She gives me
Leave her be
For A while

Guri
I love you
I wish
those words were uttered
uttered
to me

I show her love
I show her peace
I show her friendship
She does not care

She says I am becoming possessive
She is not mine
She is nobodies
Protective is a better word

I worry too much
I get jealous too much
But how can I not?
When I see her with him?

I'm Jealous of him
of his friendship
his status
Her love for him

They break my heart
when I see them together
It is a reminder
She will never be mine.

The Fools: An Original Non-lyrical Poem.

The Fools: An Original Non-lyrical Poem.
By: Zach Brehany

Hard to miss
Always around
Getting on my nerves
The Fools

Why do they act like that?
Think like that?
Behave like that?
The Fools

What if they were gone?
It would be peaceful.
If they were gone,
I'd be happy.

Kindred Spirits: An Original Non-lyrical Poem.

Kindred Spirits: An Original Non-lyrical Poem.
By: Zach Brehany

Kindred spirits
Spirits of love
I know some
But do they know?

I've met one
I've seen one
I've know both
And yet I do not

I want to know
What they think
I want to know
But I am afraid of one

We are friends
I believe
But as a triangle
We act like two lines

I want to connect
To form one
But I'm afraid
Of what she thinks

The Ghost: An Original Non-lyrical Poem.

The Ghost: An Original Non-lyrical Poem
By: Zach Brehany

I feel like a ghost.
Never noticed
Never wanted
Never known

I care
I feel
I love
But they care not

I want to be loved
I want to be known
I want to be wanted
But that is not going to happen

I had three
One betrayed
Now I have two
Two out of three ain't bad. Right?

Do they want me?
Do they need me?
Do they love me?
I want to know.

She treats me diffrent
Treats them even
I do not see logic
Is there any?

I see her,
I see love.
She sees me,
I do not know.

Pondering my mind.
Never resting.
Always wondering
Until the end of time.

I'm diffrent
I know that
I'm diffrent
Can I be wanted?

I will fight
till the end
I will fight
to be known.

I know not.
I am not
A ghost

They may hate me.
despise me.
But I am not going away.