The Uncharted Journey to these Lore Nordic Emotions

This Nordic blood flows tonight
This inner Viking is set to ignite
As I travel the icy shores of these emotions
Pillaging subservient ponderings of their wishing thoughts
Slaying the monsters of all twisted passion
As I sail across the Oceans of conceptive blood
On this Dragon Ship that sails beyond
The realm of constant regret

In the lore of these cataclysmic ruins
I claim lands uncharted and bare
Protecting them from these Skrailing thoughts
Embarking inner chaos to any drama unfolding
As the jarl of these emotions
I shall cleanse all wickedness within

Oh, As I land on this Vine laden island
Of traverse temptation
I take the sword of knowledge
Cutting all ties with self negative destruction
As I then shield myself
From the enemy, Fear

Wearing a crimson mask of embattled frustration
Broken bones of demented despair
Heart frozen from frostbit neglect
Climbing above the tensing of a goring fury
With war torn affliction that scars this patience haltingly unattended

Yet, Here I stand tall
Fighting till my body says otherwise
Till my spirit rages out enchantingly
Traveling to the depths of Valhalla
Where I shall fight for all of eternity
As this Warrior within
Is my fountain of Bludgeoned Youth

Oh, With this honor, With this pride
I shall always stand tall
As this Valor within
Inspires me to live life strong
Beyond the realm of Nordland
Always being a Nomad
To all the dreams that crash with fury
Upon the cleansing of these tattered shores

Yet, With every discovery
I shall make them my home
Till now and forever
I shall always have the freedom to roam

For now, My emotions have been conquered
These feelings are controlled
I live with solace
In this conceded ire of my own oblivious nature
Where I stream away to the great beyond

A Warriors Virtue
Is when he can lead his pride
To a place where it can finally rest in peace

Yes, I am finally at home


Written By,
James Darwin Smith II
11/29/10

Sister Moon

Sister moon, Oh, How she smiles so gracefully
Shining sweet cooling radiance
Full of white mass royalty
Graced lit skies upon gifting eyes

Sister moon, I admire your presence
Your lunar tranquility embellishes this skin
Relaxing the source of this inner peace within
Hovering over the rapture of internal gleaming

Oh, A full presence tonight
Ivory artistry in profound abundance
Lifting this heart in it’s gravitational grasp
Guiding it to your majestic epitome
In the salvation of alluring beauty
That calms this restless body to serenity

Oh, After you have taught me to live again
Turn me into a shooting star
Paint these ambitions onto uncharted dreams
Paradise of sublime lit lore
Into the heart I have hopelessly fallen for
Embracing the arms of acceptance
Upon what these humble hopes may come
Softly, securely onto the night

Sister moon, I shall always look up to you for guidance
Lessons you shall feed these thoughts pondering
In the future where I shall make an impact
To a future where I shall reside at last

Sister moon, Guide me, Guide me oh bright one
And I will always share your legacy
To hearts whom have yet to be touched


Written By,
James Darwin Smith II
11/24/10

Exposing my Heart for a Worthy Cause

Lend your mind
I am never far behind
Have a choice, Have a voice
Open up, Freely, Willingly
Become the portal of these thoughts gleaming
Never fear, Never be afraid to dream

Must never fear this existence
It is more tranquil than you would ever know
Let go, Go with the flow
As life becomes stronger
Proudly equipped with teeth
To chomp away the decadence of years slaying
In a silent standstill
Where time shines it’s essence diligently

Let me take away any pain
Even if I have to swallow it down with mine
I will suffer for your mental freedom
From the ire of society’s wicked crimes
As I give it my all
Turning all negativity to sublime

All I ask….
Is to never take me for granted
It gets too old, Too cold
For this young spirit I hold within

My heart is open
You will just have to find it
As it shall come out of hiding
All for the worthy cause of your love

I am here
I have always been here, Where are you?


Written By,
James Darwin Smith II
11/17/10

Charming the Essence of my Realistic Endeavors of the Truest Kind

I shall hit the wall running full speed ahead
Shattering what was never meant to be
For way too long I supported invisibility
Now with the battle of my sanity I shall say goodbye
So long deceiving dreams, Au revoir, Auf Wiedersehen, Do Svidaniya
As I climb onto realistic sentiments of natural causes
In the presence of those who stand tall

And if I shall be alone, My heart shall turn to stone
To the cold icy fact that those who I thought cared, Never cared
Yet, an epiphany, In the distance I feel a rare presence
Of a foundation of minding endeavors
Shackled by the enigma of distance and time
As I aspire to wait patiently with open arms

Support is rare
At least to a realist’s mind
Where is forward?
When those who never cared are all behind

Life is a mystery, A paradox
Thus it shall never be solved
As I wonder who would join my quest
For the answers to all lessons learned?

In the end
I hope to venture into a realm of no return

Bittersweet, You lied to me from the beginning
And now your end has been exposed
As a foundation built by make believe
Into a land mired in self centered fantasy

And yet it was always you who claimed to be the realist
So long to fictional dreams


Written By,
James Darwin Smith II
11/12/10

Visions of Loving Proportions

Sweet love, Sweet lover
Never let your eyes fall into hourglass visions
Put wings on them
And fly them higher than ever before
Enjoy the air of a peaceful progression
As you feel the momentum of a paradise
Yet to be explored

Ah, Watch the sky open
As it joyfully awaits your presence
Beaming out majestic radiant lights
Carrying you to a whole hearted haven
A place where honesty becomes as important as breathing
And everyone is open to all forms of reality
Embracing you for the importance of your soul

Sweet lover
There are no limits to personal achievement
As long as your earnest existence
Believes in the destruction of all impossibilities
Making it possible to set your mind free
On the wave length that anything can happen
As your thoughts magically form foundations of certainties

Sweet love
Keep taking flight
Never give up
Stay strong, Stay positive
Never lose faith in yourself

Oh, Beautiful one
Let me hold your hand
Let me protect you from any form of harm
As I promise nothing will ever hurt you again

I am dedicated to the cause of love
And it’s never ending journey for peace
Epitomizing the fountain of it’s youth
Basking in it’s endless ventures of incarnating lifetimes
Achieving in it’s brand new visions of truth

Oh, Sweet divine, Beautiful divine
Let us be as one with each other
As we fill the void
Of a love so epic and true


Written By,
James Darwin Smith II
11/11/10

Confessions of a Love Fool

When you cry
Look up to the sky
Feel the soothing raindrops
As I am there with you
Emotionally and spiritually
Floating in the aura of our own emotions
United as one

When you sing
Sing my way
So those golden octaves surround me
As I feel each and every lasting verse
Upon a whimsical cadence
In a realm created by our personal ethereal majestic artistry
As your throne become my arms reaching out
To the royalty of our love so uplifting and serene

Oh, in my dreamiest of dreams
I see you smile
A smile as if I was headed for the light
Of an aspiring bliss
As I travel within your own charm and beauty
On heart shaped clouds
Engineered by stars shining tranquility
As I am a vessel of love’s free roaming longevity

Far away, So far away
Yet, so near and dear
My admiration, my salvation
The inspiration I so dearly hold in my heart

I know, I know it’s complicated
Thus our romantic venture will cease to ever exist
But I cannot stop thinking
Of these visions that play with my mind
Dancing, romancing this imagination beyond its own repair

These warp speed eyes
And these farfetched dreams
Still ache inside
As reality becomes the enemy

I feel connected, I really do
But I must disconnect
For the cold hard fact
That nothing will ever happen

I am a dreamer
You are a realist
Yet, I still adore
The beauty, the wonder that is you

This all becomes an event where love becomes a festering enigma
And yet my heart is still open
As I will always be the bearer of your tears


My love, my darling consider me your love fool



Written By,
James Darwin Smith II
11/6/10

Signing in Cold Reality

From a distance I see you
Holding up your heart sign
Feeling alone, crying inside
Frustrated from love’s wicked ways

As I come closer
I peer into those epic eyes
Lending you my heart
So our souls can feel solidified

But low and behold
You see past me
Looking at society’s demise
Blushing, laughing with joy
Ah, look it’s the “perfect” guy

He is everything you have ever wanted in appearance
He is your love facsimile to the rotting core
But you still ride on top of his blackened heart
Because it feels so comfortable

Ah, for the seconds he respects your existence
Minutes, Hours and days pass by
As he stabs your heart into oblivion
He leaves you restless in kaleidoscopic emotions
In a daze directed by the deceit of his self-absorbing lies

He takes your resources
Leaving you in a fixated icy haze
Oh, how you always thought depression was pathetic
Now look at you all weeping and crying
As love has impaled the meaning of your life

From a distance I saw you
Holding up your heart sign
Now your hands have been open
For the pain and suffrage
You have vehemently grown accustom to

Now you’re signing a new sign
The sign of your rite of passage
In the heart of your funeral arrangement
Where you have egotistically died inside

Yet, I was always there
Signing you my heart’s consent

Love, why have you forsaken me


Written By,
James Darwin Smith II
11/4/10

Planting Death to make life Reappear

"Dedicated to all forms of forsaken"

I am a poet
In a mobbing world
Striving to get by
Through ashes and shrapnel
Of memories clinging to frustration

Seeing ghosts appear
Becoming a spectator, a clairvoyant
As the invisible become visible
From blood draped dormant
Cursed into seclusion
Becoming mere illusions
To the grasp of a forsaken catastrophe
As they cry for my soul

Lust is in
The living rage on
Poetic currencies
Slaves to an alluring cause
Where pity and urges
Unite into a society created by false hope

The Ghosts have turned me
Into a twisted screaming shrieking abnormality
Now it is up to us
To haunt those living in denial
Bittersweet disdain shall become insanity
As our dreams shall become one

Poetic death is the life
The dead shall inhabit
Into the depths of equal royalty
Thus finally becoming free

Now every tombstone
Have chisels worthy of publication



Written By,
James Darwin Smith II
11/2/10