Chaon's Poetry

Hope you like my poetry as much as I do.

Locked Away:
Locked away in a cage, I lie.
Locked away in a cage, am I.
Locked away in a cage of steel,
Locked away from all I feel.
Locked away 'till morning comes,
Locked away 'till night is done.
Locked away and out of reach,
Locked away from degrading speech.
Locked away in peaceful sleep,
Locked away, lest I weep.

I suggest changing 'beyond reach' to 'out of reach', otherwise the rhythm stumbles.

Thanks for the suggestion :D

Last Goodbye

The night was cool
When he walked home
He went in beside her
He left alone
Of all the things he'd saved her from
He couldn't save her from herself
They couldn't go on together
Because there was somebody else

How can our hearts be so fickle?
They take away more than they give
Ironic that we need our hearts
In order to live
Sometimes we want to tear it out
Sometimes we're glad it's there
So light we can't even feel it
So heavy it's hard to bear

She watches him go,
He doesn't look back
His kind, gentle heart
Had something she lacked
They weren't compatible
She wasn't good enough
So she stood there empty
With no one to love

They see each other
Now and then
They don't say a word
They're not even friends
He can't understand why she let him go
She can't understand why he left
The times they shared together
Were ones they'd never forget

One night she needs a friend to talk to
Tries to call him up and say hello
He see the number on his caller I.D.
And doesn't pick up the phone
She hangs up and thinks "Was I that disposable?
Is he better off alone?"
She lies down on her bed and thinks
How much her emptiness has grown

She bumps into him
Again at school
She tries to explain
That she was a fool
He wouldn't listen
The damage was done
He stood and delivered
Now it was time to run

She sits in the hallway
Alone and cries
Then someone walks up
And wipes the tears from her eyes
She looks up
And sees an angels face
He says "Come on it's time
For you to leave this place"

He walks up
All dressed in black
Sees her tombstone
With a golden plaque
It says "Died of a broken heart
In two thousand nine."
For the first time in his life
He sits and cries

He knows he misses her
But he has to move on
He goes to her locker
Everything is gone
He bows his head
To say his last goodbyes
When a spot of white
Catches his eye

It's a note written with her name at the bottom
And a teardrop at the top
It reads "I wish I could take back what I said
And eveytime I try, I stop
I know now that nothing that I said
Is gonna make things right
So the only thing that I have left to say
Is my goodbye."



I wrote this a year ago and completely forgot about it. It was winter, and for some reason I felt really depressed at the time.

Last Words Of A Soldier

The sun rises, the sun falls
Light comes and goes
As do we, but we have not lived to see the sunset
Nor will we see another sunrise
No longer do we see our loved ones’ faces
They are obscured by the tears that fill our eyes
No longer can we feel the grief of our families
Or the rain that falls on our graves
We cannot hear the sounds of the gunfire
That rings out over the barren wasteland
That stinks of blood and death
The stench of gunpowder once filled our nostrils
But no longer, for we have fallen
We have fallen to the Earth
Corrupted by our anger and hatred
The rage that fueled our machines of war
Has blackened the Earth
But no longer, for we are gone
But our memories and our love resides in this world
In the form of our actions and our words
And in the people we gave our lives for


Another one I wrote last year, for remembrance day.