The Homeward Journey - A Book of Poemsby SaxPon3ChaptersHalfwayThe Grass Smells RedWho Cares?I am LoyaltyThe FactoryFinally HereThe Homeward JourneyLove's TouchEssence of LoyaltyThe RingHalfway"Halfway" Who am I, if I’m not who I want me to be? Blinded by failures, I cannot win. I cannot even start to see, That to be halfway is the greatest sin. My life, like fire and ice, Forever contained and conflicted. The defeat grips like a vice, Squeezing my lungs, constricted. Love, so close, yet so far Crawls away, from the cold in my heart. The bitterness is as black as tar, So much so that not even a spark can start. To be halfway is an immortal haunt, Forever following, it’s face is gaunt. The Grass Smells Red"The Grass Smells Red The grass smells red. The smell is naucious, for Death flies above. Cries of the fallen fill the air. God has gone; Hope has no meaining now. The victors, though they number few, pray for the souls of the tortured dead, so that they may ease into the heavenly gates. Angels fly above; Demons lurk below. Until Death makes it end, their suffering continues on. The grasses are stained crimson, and the air smells of baking flesh. The land reeks of innocent blood, spilt by the unholy sword of war. They they have won, the victors taste naught but bitter spoils. Who Cares?"Who Cares?" Who cares? Such simple words but what meaning do they have? To one such as I it means the world, And perhaps to you it means nothing. I need someone to care for me, Someone to simply seek for my wellness. No one will do that, no one will try that. I am all alone. I am Loyalty"I am Loyalty" I see the pain which you bear And I beg of you, Share your burden with me. Through darkness and light, I will be by your side. I will carry on as you carry, Suffer as you suffer, Triumph when you triumph. Who am I, you ask? I am Loyalty. The Factory(I'm telling you now, this is inspired by Rainbow Factory THE SONG. Flamers, you've been warned. "The Factory" If I am a failure, then send me to The Factory. For at least there I will be made useful, Be turned into something of worth. But be ever warned of those dark halls; A place so dark even angels fall. If I am a failure, then send me to The Factory. You have said I have no worth nor any pride, Then let me be off to where many have died. But be ever warned of those dark halls, For they are controlled by malevolent thralls. If I am a failure, then send me to The Factory. For you have called me not your own, Wished for another child. So send me off then! I ask you this dearly, For the torture makes me cackle insanely. But be ever warned of those dark halls, Where demons stalk and hatred stands tall. So send me off to The Factory, If I am a failure. Send me off, so you may never see my face again. Just remember that once you regret your choice, Recall the words of my insidious voice: "For in The Factory, where your fears and horrors come true; in The Factory, where NOT A SINGLE SOUL GETS THROUGH." Finally HereSomething has gone wrong. We don't seem to have an archived copy of that chapter.The Homeward JourneySomething has gone wrong. We don't seem to have an archived copy of that chapter.Love's TouchLove's Touch The spirit over whom many seem to faun To me remains elusive as a thought. Tis an artist who's art is pain drawn, Love's touch for which I have fought. Love's Touch is hot like the sun, Yet cold as the Arctic winds. Poking at my heart for fun, Causing me to feel the greatest sins. Where is it now, that demonic angel? Search I may, find it I will not; For it will find my heart torn and mangled scars dealt by that which I have sought. Love's Touch warms the heart as a kindred soul, But once frozen everlasting is its hold. Essence of LoyaltyEssence of Loyalty Stunning as night, Shining like a star bright. Flashing through quickly, Dashing by speedily. Return to me you always do, Loyalty was always your strong suit. Never give up, never back down; Not till victory is made Your everlasting crown. Fear nothing do you, Except failure and loss of fortitude. Tomorrow’s a new day, So don’t cry and waste away. Get up, spread your wings, and fly! For though your will one day wither away, Your spirit will never die. I see you soaring above, You see me down below. Your smile full of love, Your eyes full of a beautiful glow. You fly down so low, Coming to me on the ground. As you fly, like a river your mane flows, Filling the air with your laughter’s sound. I reach out to pull you to me, To find you smiling brightly. You say something quickly and grin, I simply nod and smile within. For though you know not, You are the pony for which my heart’s sought. You tell me I’m a great friend, One who’ll stay till the end. I only shake my head and say nervously, I’m doing only as many others would. You frown and punch me playfully, Telling me more pride would do me good. Demons follow you always, But fear them you should not. I will stay till the end, You I will always fend. For you would do the same for me, For you are the essence of Loyalty. The RingThe Homeward Journey I walk a strange path full of trial and triumph. Though the road is long, and the trek be tiresome, I will persevere Here on the Homeward Journey. Tides of memories wash by reminding me of the past. Her beautiful lilac eyes, her soft caressing laugh. A sweet soft sound reaches my ears, Here on the Homeward Journey. Their laughs, they beckon me; Her dare-devil's grin, her timid smile, Her accented greetings, her graceful beauty, Her energetic laughter, her friendly aura, They heal my broken heart Here on the Homeward Journey. Tired is my soul, weary from my travels. I seek refuge in them, their loyalty, laughter and kindness, their honesty, generosity, and magic, Here on the Homeward Journey. I see them clearly now, ahead in the distance. They run and embrace me with love; I cry into their shoulders. They whisper that I am safe, that I have finished That I have finished the Homeward Journey.
Halfway"Halfway" Who am I, if I’m not who I want me to be? Blinded by failures, I cannot win. I cannot even start to see, That to be halfway is the greatest sin. My life, like fire and ice, Forever contained and conflicted. The defeat grips like a vice, Squeezing my lungs, constricted. Love, so close, yet so far Crawls away, from the cold in my heart. The bitterness is as black as tar, So much so that not even a spark can start. To be halfway is an immortal haunt, Forever following, it’s face is gaunt.
The Grass Smells Red"The Grass Smells Red The grass smells red. The smell is naucious, for Death flies above. Cries of the fallen fill the air. God has gone; Hope has no meaining now. The victors, though they number few, pray for the souls of the tortured dead, so that they may ease into the heavenly gates. Angels fly above; Demons lurk below. Until Death makes it end, their suffering continues on. The grasses are stained crimson, and the air smells of baking flesh. The land reeks of innocent blood, spilt by the unholy sword of war. They they have won, the victors taste naught but bitter spoils.
Who Cares?"Who Cares?" Who cares? Such simple words but what meaning do they have? To one such as I it means the world, And perhaps to you it means nothing. I need someone to care for me, Someone to simply seek for my wellness. No one will do that, no one will try that. I am all alone.
I am Loyalty"I am Loyalty" I see the pain which you bear And I beg of you, Share your burden with me. Through darkness and light, I will be by your side. I will carry on as you carry, Suffer as you suffer, Triumph when you triumph. Who am I, you ask? I am Loyalty.
The Factory(I'm telling you now, this is inspired by Rainbow Factory THE SONG. Flamers, you've been warned. "The Factory" If I am a failure, then send me to The Factory. For at least there I will be made useful, Be turned into something of worth. But be ever warned of those dark halls; A place so dark even angels fall. If I am a failure, then send me to The Factory. You have said I have no worth nor any pride, Then let me be off to where many have died. But be ever warned of those dark halls, For they are controlled by malevolent thralls. If I am a failure, then send me to The Factory. For you have called me not your own, Wished for another child. So send me off then! I ask you this dearly, For the torture makes me cackle insanely. But be ever warned of those dark halls, Where demons stalk and hatred stands tall. So send me off to The Factory, If I am a failure. Send me off, so you may never see my face again. Just remember that once you regret your choice, Recall the words of my insidious voice: "For in The Factory, where your fears and horrors come true; in The Factory, where NOT A SINGLE SOUL GETS THROUGH."
The Homeward JourneySomething has gone wrong. We don't seem to have an archived copy of that chapter.
Love's TouchLove's Touch The spirit over whom many seem to faun To me remains elusive as a thought. Tis an artist who's art is pain drawn, Love's touch for which I have fought. Love's Touch is hot like the sun, Yet cold as the Arctic winds. Poking at my heart for fun, Causing me to feel the greatest sins. Where is it now, that demonic angel? Search I may, find it I will not; For it will find my heart torn and mangled scars dealt by that which I have sought. Love's Touch warms the heart as a kindred soul, But once frozen everlasting is its hold.
Essence of LoyaltyEssence of Loyalty Stunning as night, Shining like a star bright. Flashing through quickly, Dashing by speedily. Return to me you always do, Loyalty was always your strong suit. Never give up, never back down; Not till victory is made Your everlasting crown. Fear nothing do you, Except failure and loss of fortitude. Tomorrow’s a new day, So don’t cry and waste away. Get up, spread your wings, and fly! For though your will one day wither away, Your spirit will never die. I see you soaring above, You see me down below. Your smile full of love, Your eyes full of a beautiful glow. You fly down so low, Coming to me on the ground. As you fly, like a river your mane flows, Filling the air with your laughter’s sound. I reach out to pull you to me, To find you smiling brightly. You say something quickly and grin, I simply nod and smile within. For though you know not, You are the pony for which my heart’s sought. You tell me I’m a great friend, One who’ll stay till the end. I only shake my head and say nervously, I’m doing only as many others would. You frown and punch me playfully, Telling me more pride would do me good. Demons follow you always, But fear them you should not. I will stay till the end, You I will always fend. For you would do the same for me, For you are the essence of Loyalty.
The RingThe Homeward Journey I walk a strange path full of trial and triumph. Though the road is long, and the trek be tiresome, I will persevere Here on the Homeward Journey. Tides of memories wash by reminding me of the past. Her beautiful lilac eyes, her soft caressing laugh. A sweet soft sound reaches my ears, Here on the Homeward Journey. Their laughs, they beckon me; Her dare-devil's grin, her timid smile, Her accented greetings, her graceful beauty, Her energetic laughter, her friendly aura, They heal my broken heart Here on the Homeward Journey. Tired is my soul, weary from my travels. I seek refuge in them, their loyalty, laughter and kindness, their honesty, generosity, and magic, Here on the Homeward Journey. I see them clearly now, ahead in the distance. They run and embrace me with love; I cry into their shoulders. They whisper that I am safe, that I have finished That I have finished the Homeward Journey.
