Footprints
the wonder in your eyes that fine day
imprinting our feet a warm long trail
on a beach one sunset one wonderful may
holding tight and lost from a blowing misty gale
the mischief in your eyes when you softly whispered
those sweet words they still vibrates the smallest bones in me
softly throbs a place in me where a cherub’s arrow entered
we let waves poke our toes a game we played with the sea
. . .
today i walk this beach alone and cloaked for the lack of you
but every feeling of your warmth lay within me enshrined
this beach feels ever the same but lingers the lack of you
memories of our time together still runs fresh in my mind
oh see i cannot find our footprint trial by the sea
so magical in my memories they seemed to be
and this sea ever playful has run silent with shame
i know it did rub off our footprints it is to blame
Sunless Days
tell me how
i burned to ashes
now in dust covered
this pale ivory frame
of mine
tell me will you
tales of sunless days
since now the flame is gone
you the exhausted globe
becomes mine
do you feel it
flames turned to dust
feet rested on rust
this end
is ours
oh sunless earth
i pity your horizons
now left to dark and gloom
this ending
is yours and mine
Innocence Wanted
lost innocence imprisoned cries for times of past
where believing everything is true forever did last
frosted face pressed by this window this pane of cold glass
lay thinking of gold and silver in this land of pale graying brass
gold and silver shining like pure and heavenly auburn
dreamed about sunsets on an emerald grassy meadow
wished to be pure and untainted a child freshly born
to smile and laugh that tinkling laugh when time did allow
run around to steal soft kisses from dew clad grass
then an innocent heart counted time for a day to pass
but not for an end but just for sparkling stars to shine high
to hear silent lullabies light years ago etched in this sky
now here lays this frozen face pressed on cold glass
thinking of broken love lost friends and a betrayed past
counting coins to meet ends of life in pain ever last
dreaming of innocence lost drop by drop as time did pass
I Sip A Bitter Cocktail
every drop tastes in bitterness divine
every tear freezes harder where cheeks align
with dearest death oh sweetness i entwine
with feelings drowned in sorrow i shall resign
pure love is a failed campaign for glory
where that cup of victory is a hard sip
lay groveling in sand dirtied in details gory
is the only victory your hand will dip
countless are the lies set in absent shame
clouded minds made all mistakes done in heat
when you are a two who will take the blame
will you or your other one still beloved in defeat
in hollow anger shame flies like autumn birds
fleeing from approaching terrible winter dates
in that absent shame let forth violent words
like a lake hugged in freezing wintered fate
lay groveling in sand of defeat this cold november
in reminiscence of glory days when time flies
in bitterness an empty smile i remember
and will lay freezing when every fleck of light dies
resigned from life this empty shell becomes me
now lay weeping of days with happier dealings
how a mighty oak gives way to a cold axe in fury
chip by chip every sorrow strikes with harder feelings
this november final flowers of a season blooms and wither
count those fragile petals before wind blows them away
reality is a frame lost in reason and doused bitter
death is a cocktail that tastes better come your final day
in shivering cold i count each cycle of day and night
just empty numbers meant for dying petals by the lake
and count and sip every drop divine till i loose the fight
oh tears shall freeze harder my dearest when death shall take
Feeling Lighter
finally i will fly
i can touch for real
this blue sky
this feeling overwhelms
as i lay suspended
in limbo
emotions and memories
from a not so distant past
broken hearts and empty bottles
all those heavy worries
and forever saying sorries
blurs away when i close my eyes
this blue sky i float
lightens my sorrow
fades away my sorrow
this dream i dream
leaves no tomorrow
to wake up again
my dream will forever last
no more pain to bury
no more deviations from sober
this limbo takes me over
finally i will not fall
i can touch for real
this blue sky
this feeling overwhelms
sorrows shall disappear fast
my dream will forever last
written for prompt: Poets United Midnight Snack (005)
The Wanderer
this pale heart weeps
in bitterness enshrined
these feet hardy and tough
through vast distance they walked
now trembles at every step
knees sinking to crumbling depths
these hands gave life
to those now long departed
now holds a stick sturdy
to keep this wanderer walking
these ancient eyes
now clouded cannot see
where lies the key
to unlock the answer
this body lashed in thousands
for heresy uncommitted
to a living hell banished
in eternal pain this crumbling body wails
and in this pale heart tainted blood fails
to keep this wanderer walking
so where lies the key
to unlock the answer
between endless stretches of sand
lies vast oceans no ship ever sails
red sun shines brighter this dying land
alight this fire steams life into vapor
with bitterness this parched throat cries
for unsalted water
clouded eyes see ancient forests dying
trembling feet walks on falling leaves burning
on this ashen ground lay a tired wanderer
in tears vanishing to vapor sizzling
with bitterness this parched throat cries
for unsalted water
where lies the key to unlock the answer
this clouded sight cannot forever see
and time counts in drops of water
needed to keep this wanderer walking
Pantoum: My Lover Sailed Away
smiling he waves from further away
in a ship sailing on sapphire waters
with tears my suffering eyes gives way
beat by beat my heart painfully falters
in a ship sailing on sapphire waters
they all went hunting for gold in new lands
beat by beat my heart painfully falters
i fear he lost his heart on foreign sands
they all went hunting for gold in new lands
he promised fruits from an emerald field
i fear he lost his heart on foreign sands
he is gone for long fear he lost his shield
he promised fruits from an emerald field
i wanted not treasure but his silken touch
he is gone for long fear he lost his shield
fear he met his demise oh i miss so much
i wanted not treasure but his silken touch
but only got wind caressing me these cold nights
fear he met his demise oh i miss so much
ever my pained cloudy eyes see ghostly sights
but only got wind caressing me these cold nights
sleepless in solitude as midnight wane
ever my pained cloudy eyes see ghostly sights
now over the hill i see his floating pale frame
sleepless in solitude as midnight wane
with tears my suffering eyes gives way
now over the hill i see his floating pale frame
smiling he waves from further away
this is my second attempt at the pantoum form, which i think is a great but challenging way for storytelling. ever since i read about it at dVerse – Poets Pub, i’ve been in love with it.
Sweet Embrace
let worlds melt in pattering drops
yet aches these two pounding hearts
may the pain for once blur away
in these soothing heavenly tears
just for one final moment
all memories of yesterdays
let them fade away
let them please give way
just for one final embrace
before reality shatters
our castles of sand
and tears us apart
as a tsunami wave
time shall finally come
when worlds shall make us part
with eyes raining tears we depart
written for the prompt Poets United The Thursday Think Tank #67 – Rain
The Message
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tired thoughts drifting abound
racing home
body stay still lay bound
left alone
among thousands around
blending into black and white
they live their dreams of tonight
blending into this background
those thousands fade away
a text message
a single line to my phone
blurs my world around
leaves me spinning
in a vortex
of my make
written for Poets United: Midnight Snack (003)
Tainted Land
blue is the color
of this frozen land
born out of ancient
fallacy of man
crimson is the color
of blood lust defiled skies
swallowing dust and ash
are these cancerous clouds
unopened flowers wither lay frozen
petals petrified in staring gazes
winter gales reign as the chosen
over icy remains of charred wood
this tainted land stay barren
soiled by subtle remains
of deeds better left unsaid
this tainted land shiver frozen
in shame hides her naked frame
covered in a shroud of ashen ice
the final shreds of a forgotten
heaven falls down from the skies
tearing apart wings fate dies
leaving shattered feathers
floating in icy waters
this land aches abandoned
by mankind dead by own hand
when grayness takes over
falls silent this grieving land
The Dreamer Paints
with wide eyes every dawn i wake
when the morning wind beckons
and blows open my doors
it takes me hand in hand and walk
side by side through new doors
shows dreams sweeter than before
because i’m a forever daydreamer
wrapped tightly in sweet memories
i fly around new cloud castles
my friend the wind is my redeemer
it tells me new stories
secrets passed only lips to ears
opens every vestige of my mind
it wakes my ever sleepy muse
sets up an easel i never refuse
makes me work on a blank canvas
to paint my ethereal visions
guided by my magical brush
my muse now awake and smiling
she sends me colors in the wind
sealed with a silent kiss
Fragile People
do you know why
we hold our wine in glass
transparent and open to see
while we sip gracefully
so we will admire the crimson liquid
the sweet blood we drained
from our mother the earth
her blood our wine we are blessed
why do we plant our flowers
in houses of glassy make
let grapevines do the embrace of lovers
open for all to see
so everyone will admire the love
written in every petal and embrace
so we can see the wildest of nature
thrive in our ever changing world
do we ever imagine we are glass people
with hearts of glass so fragile
we live in shining glasshouses
flowing open for everyone to see
so we will forever
get open love we ever crave
and handled with the care
fragile things deserve
this is my entry for: The Thursday Think Tank #66 – Glass Houses.
The Schizoid Suspect
they came every night in shrill voices
to talk about me how dull am i
in manic laughter to expose my vices
in my head tearing my every sigh
drained by every effort to shut their lies
now lay chained i am a promethean son
like a burning cauldron this pale mind cries
it stirs and boils till broth is done
their gaze left me in catatonic states
in this glass house they recited my every move
what became of me are there darker fates
on the witness stand my insanity they proved
Pantoum: Lines In Water
where are the lines i drew in water
nowhere to find in this crystalline sheet
in shame i will bury my head further
with my tongue a lingering bitterness meet
nowhere to find in this crystalline sheet
i buried myself in water head deep
with my tongue a lingering bitterness meet
leaving me choking while shivers creep
i buried myself in water head deep
searching in vain for my silvery lines
leaving me choking while shivers creep
from far away for me a bell chimes
searching in vain for my silvery lines
my pounding heart screams in despair
from far away for me a bell chimes
lines i drew must be buried somewhere
my pounding heart screams in despair
in shame i will bury my head further
lines i drew must be buried somewhere
where are the lines i drew in water
Whisper
you:
one sweet evening
by the river shore
whispered sweet wordings
eyes filled with adore
i:
whispers in the air
dreams i linger there
by that river shore
feeling time for more
The Candle
i become one of the fallen
now let down and forgotten
to wither in the wind and mourn
like a candle about to burn
a candle once straight and firm
on top a crown of fire burned
now lay ashen wax fallen
in a mound liquid streaming
now i become that fallen candle
sorrow i have wrapped in a bundle
a mound of wax in deepest regret
tears streaming yet no one to cuddle
Window To Old Times
when i was younger
i sat by my window
dreaming of sights yonder
shaded by a cooling shadow
of an oak planted long ago
i saw the children play
that sweet boy from the hillside
play ball with friends from below
on a bicycle that beauty their teacher
rides on her way to school
and i saw the old folks gossip
about minute matters
they all brought a smile
and sweet memories to last
times does change so fast
in a moment it shatters
now every morning i open my eyes
the window to my old soul
then i open my cracked window
by that shady oak tree
i linger there wondering
where did the children go
where is their teacher now
does the city treat them kindly
i dearly wish so
this is my entry for Poets United Thursday Think Tank 65: Windows. the first time i’m doing so.
To Fly Without Wings
i woke one autumn morning
a crispy golden feeling
in the air a new dawn flows
and by my window wind blows
trees sway bare with leaves falling
on crystal water sending ripples
sparkling drops splatter around
distorting a mirror of sky above
i look up at the autumn sky
tiny speckles are moving away
in a file of dots further away
i do realize what i do see
swans are finally flying high
i was bound to fly i do agree
if only i had grown wings
that favor was not gifted to me
but i am not sad even a tad
a gift born out of the kernel
is snuggled safe and warm
by me is my love so eternal
springs are for love newborn
nourished in summer days
in autumns when the leaves fall
love grows strong cozy and warm
i look at this spreading field
coated in endless auburn leaves
rustling playfully to wind they yield
i guess the earth feels warm tonight
in its coat of auburn leaves
beside me is my gift my love
my beauty my wings of freedom
the only crowned one in my kingdom
in this new dawn of autumn
i relish every feeling golden
when wind echoes in playful blows
and come up knocking at my door
for wings i don’t crave anymore
because my love makes me believe
i can trace the path a leaf weave
i can fly higher without wings
After Midnight Hours
all sorts of people convene
at the riverside bar
where pounding blaring sounds spar
with lights of multitude colors
red yellow blue and green
churning they whirl and twirl
falling on the nicest curves
in sweetest ecstasy
grooving to enchanting tunes
grooving while eyes observe
from that corner table
a hand caressing a glass
with a twitch of smile in the corner
salty lips savor time to get over
drowning in fuel to channel
light at the end of the tunnel
Winter Moon
look down at me winter moon so blue
these auburn forests dare hide thee
so look from behind their rustling twigs
come back enshroud me in your magic
we made hay in the autumn
our barns are full thanks good fortune
those fields we toiled are now bare
our frozen lake is now crystal clear
my barn is warm but my soul is cold
so with emptiness i tread this land
violin in hand and a tune in heart
to spend a lonely night by the lake
i like how it mirrors your silvery hair
and etched within ice is your smile
my forever childish soul does care
about winters long ago past
oh my moon how so fast
this emptiness shroud my soul
these shadows cloud my mind
with frozen tears i look at your sky
with heaviness i set my violin to chin
and i will strum this saddening melody
that i can’t play at harvest nights
oh winter moon so blue
come back to earth
my violin tugs for you
come back to earth
my strings tugs for you
so again let us play on ice
let me connect eye to eye
for a kiss oh i can’t reach
beauty oh why so shy
dear you are so high
Chained
when sweet darkness gives way
we toil on an endless highway
this land tears apart every day
the flesh of our weary hearts
giving way to a new deception
fakers abound new lies are born
in silence thus strangely adorned
angel wings cry torn and chained
this brazen soil pours oil
we swim in our daily toil
our wings are chained
we are restrained
an open highway we yearn for
in name of humanity to die for
freedom chained to stone
in fire our flesh deeply burns
reminiscence become so deary
please have mercy oh almighty
grant us your holy water
towards salvation let us run away
Aurora (Stars Shall Sway)
slowly falls the raindrops
it’s heavenly hymn in the air
slowly she dances the dance
a mystery glows in her hair
when moonlight shines abound
she frolics around the wolves
she paints her pictures
from hues of northern lights
from her lantern of shimmering light
she makes the colors shine bright
then with lithe strokes she paints
in vivid details these endless nights
when she is one with the moonlight
she dances around the milky way
singing an ancient melody
to make those stars sway
slowly falls the raindrops
in her fairy brush strokes
these ebony nights dissolve
into endless starry hues
when nature sleeps safe and sound
awake she works her dancing magic
hiding from behind silky clouds
stars she painted are smiling
set in colors by this ancient melody
silvery drops falls from her ivory frame
from her pale hands and warmly gaze
fragile webs of destiny she weaves
where speed and beauty entwines
dance is the name of the game
in her ancient melody
those stars shall sway
The Beach Run
i want to run with you like a feather
hands clasped tightly together
these countless beaches shall inspire
words of love just set in your name
your sweet looks from the corner
of your eyes i shall cherish forever
footsteps in the sandy beaches
i love the sight of our winding ways
though they get washed the sea
love it because it’s by you and me
when darkness give way to light
i want to watch the sun rise
bask it it’s heavenly glory
with you by my side
my beating heart ever wants you near
i love my dream with no sadness or fear
forever is the word i want to whisper
forever i will be yours
beauty you are eternally sweet
every glance at me shall shrink deep
in to my heart which is fine
because forever you shall be mine
you are my guiding light
the only candle by my side
you are the stars i hide my pocket
my feelings flowing from every socket
is etched with your name
love shall be forever same
Phoenix Rises
one day i shall give way
one day shall be my end
nothing will forever last
the end it comes so fast
one day i shall give way
fire turns to ashes come the day
embers shall dress this night sky
again for the final time i will fly
. . .
when embers dress this night sky
when falling ashes turn to dust
from those ashes shall i rise
a new flame will be in my eyes
i will fly again shining bright
glide between snowy mountains high
in flames i shall set my path alight
inspire thousands with flaming might
as ancient embers fade
old dreams shall wane
when the phoenix rise
new dreams will arise
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