Archive for April 19, 2011


Those inner abilities

You kiss me when

Your leaving

As you feet are

Out the door

Trying to leave

That expectation

That I want you

Back for more

You kiss me when

Your deceiving

Those inner abilities

Of knowing the soul

Is grieving for those

Things imaginary

 

What is loves true meaning

Without the guidance

Of the hearts hands

To hold on to it tightly

In that space known as

Dream

For is that not the place

Where lovers embrace

And take away the screams

Of a reality that with its

Consistency

Never wants to be seen

What is loves true meaning

Without that embrace of mother

And child

To see such things and not recognise

The warmth and bond upon

Which time resides

For even demons are born

Despite the mothers they

Scorn and it bitterness

Upon which it thus

Reside

What is loves true meaning

 

 

 

 

 

What is it though

That frightens you

So

When you look

Into my eyes

Is the fact that

Reflected back

You see a lifetime

Of lies

What is it though

That frightens you

So

When in physicality

We do meet

Retracted inward

Is your soul

As if trying

To be discreet

For I have known

You by your

Actions

And your words

I do still

See

I truly know

What frightens

You when

It is my name

They speak

 

 

To kill a beast of

Beauty

While it sleeps

Under the stars

To take it’s soul

And being

As if it was ours

To kill a beast of

Worthiness

And take it from

This earth

Without reason

Or consequence

For nothing done

Deserved

To kill a beast of

Nature

For it’s natural

Given gifts

Just for our own

Gluttony and that

Miss-notion of pure

Bliss

Tigers balls

And rhino horns

Eagles eggs

And leopard legs

Monkeys hands

The list expands

And all but

Man is dead

To kill a beast of

Man

Is what we do

The best

Genocide

Homicide

Decapitate

Humiliate

With child solders

Of war

If there were a devil

He could not want

Any more

Than man has done

For we have

Killed all manner of

Beasts and it has

Mainly been

For

Fun

In wartime

And in peace

To hug a stranger is to
Reassure
Lets step back awhile
Move away from
The door of goodbyes
Retrace the times
Step back to see
What was the perception
To be given of
Who I may be
Those enquiring eyes
That briefly smiled
Held for a moment
A thousand miles of
History
Played out images
Were thoughts thought of
A past and present destiny
A hug from a stranger
What can this be
Other than acceptance of
What we see
Another soul showing
Recognition just like
Me

Time that stealer from me

Did take my past

And restrict it you see

For distance had made it

A thing of the past

No longer now or able

To last

Stolen were my

Youthful smiles

Hidden away with a thousand

Miles

Between each one

Long gone now is my

Yesteryears

Stolen

Once more by time

I fear

There are burdens

That we carry

For as long as

We live

There are things

That have been

Done which are

Not my choice

To forgive

But because of

Grace in mind

There is forgiveness

I try to find

For what you have

Done

To

Me

There are burdens

That I carry for

That which you

Have done

I could have forgiven

Easily had it not

Been my

Son

I place a lid

Carefully

Containing all that

Might

But when I see

Your eyes at night

I am seized

With more than

Fright

There are burdens

That I carry

Until my dying day

I hope and pray

Ardently that from

Me

You’ll stay away

For forgiveness

Is not for the asking

But vengeance

Is here

To

Stay

There are burdens

That I’ll carry

Until my dyeing

Day

 

The world doth hurt me

With all of its lies

Most of those that look

In your eyes

Do so to try and steal

Your soul

That essence of being

Without which none are whole

Or

Able to redeem that dream

Know as purity

And knowing the truth

Is no longer a surety

For the world doth hate

Me

Now enough to pursue

And seek the death of me

As my pain is so easy to

See

Why the world doth hurt

Me so

I cannot help the feeling that I have that things are as they are meant to be. No grumbles merely acceptance that this is actually where I need to be right here and now. There are times and points in life where things could have should have gone another way, but this is not one of those. This is not a crossroads this is not a life directional choice this is a fact of things could have been no other way. The concept of purpose of those sayings that all things previous have lead to this point which is in fact always the case. But in this case I could be nowhere else nor would I want to be for this is me in the here and now and things feel right despite the hardships and setbacks this is but an indication to the correctness of both my path and destination.

 

My current train of thought is this. That we spend far too much time looking behind us as if we did not know the path of destruction that has brought us here. And in doing so we forget our own abilities to do things and create for ourselves a future that is based upon imagination consideration and contemplation of those things that we are capable of doing and achieving. In this respect we stagnate and wallow in self pity thinking about how things could have been. What if, if only, had I not. Such things are negativity and circular in their nature and lead us nowhere slowly. Instead I would suggest that we smile and think have we not come so far, what an achievement it has been in the making, look at the possibilities that are open to us now. To me this is the required change of thinking and ideology that is required to carry us further forward to that place where we are meant to be.

 

 

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