Biography of Papillion Hejduk
Papillion Hejduk Poems
Dancing With The Devil
Dancing with the Devil, All lies and deceit Many a mistake, were bound to repeat Cheating all others, their bounty you take
hope is the rack whice i hang my dreams upon. carefully placing one article of my future on hope. hope is the box which i place my thoughts in gingerly folding my aspirations into trying.
Who Will Cry
Who will cry for the little boy? Lost and all alone. Who will cry for the little boy? Abandoned without his own.
Let Me Introduce Myself
I am a stranger, un-welcomed by many, but know by all I’m not short in stature; some might even call me tall Some never know I’m there, until my fragrance catch’s their attention Most would never even tell a soul, I’m never to be mentioned
The Weight Of The World
Pressing down upon me, With all its trials and its burdens. Holding me back from my achievements, Lessening its hold for no man.
With time the child draws in This whipping boy done wrong Deprived of all her thoughts The young woman struggles on
Ability is to look at a blank page, and create a poem Ability is to stare into the eyes of fear, and come out stronger because of it. Ability is to walk into a room of strangers, and come out with friends. Ability is to admit you are wrong, when you are wrong.
Pain And Lies
No matter what you say it dosn't take the pain away that i fell inside. i am tired of all the lies. when will it ever make sence.
Forgive the sun who didn’t shine The sky had asked her to dine Forgive the stars that heard your wish The moon prepared their favorite dish
Point your lashes down And you can picture my face I'm smiling..... Open your mouth and speak with your heart
So i loved you for your courage and your gental sense of shame i loved you for your laughter and your language and your name i knew it wasimpossible but i loved you just the same
The glass reflected this superficial version of a broken person Living a broken life Drowning in the tears she cries She runs her hands along the glass
She is wire Easily bent and twisted Molded and shaped by uncaring hands. She’s a coat hanger under the clothes
She walks in limbo as the rain drops splash upon her head Thinking of her lover who she left in bed Her tears and cry's are blinded by the rain Mascara running down her face
Dancing With The Devil
Dancing with the Devil, All lies and deceit
Many a mistake, were bound to repeat
Cheating all others, their bounty you take
Staring down at another wake
Fathers, daughters, brothers and mothers,
You’re no different from all the others