Enroute

Casting mere simple velleities aside

I’ve peregrinated landscapes of love

Along my way, I’ve paid heavy tolls

I still wear those scars on my heart

As I dared not to give up and let go

Of a love that left me malnourished

After abandoning my heart and soul

My attenuated mind trust as a child

Albeit love remains my Achilles heel

Love liken a flower survives off hope

And sooner or later true love blooms

In places, no one would’ve thought so

Times grains have been lost to winds

Yet, I endeavor as a … divine sonnet

Normalizing

I abhor when others dishonestly mispaint the world as only beautiful

As if avoiding true ugliness humans endure should be hidden

And their pain and suffering erased from everyone else’s view of realities

To prevent darkness from infecting and causing even more tragedies

Albeit others oft recreate a more palatable truth of what they ingest

In order to stomach the illusions, that they themselves afford to live

What then of the efforts for those who’ve climbed out of hell

While all others were busy ignoring their cries for help

Those brave souls that wear unseen scars from their battles

Is not their choices to resist obvious fallacies more courageous

Are not warriors as ascetically beautiful as an unblemished model

Or an inspiring soul that has overcome a pervading presence

How so disingenuous to use our beliefs to mismeasure the lives of others

And avoid the task of truly seeing our ignorant selves in… a mirror

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Obsoletion

I’ve discovered the hollows of hearts in real life itself

Without ever purposely meaning to seek them out

Perhaps on some subconscious level I had, but I’m just not sure now

Twas sitting about my settings when it occurred to me

How apropos this matched my inclination of a heart’s emptiness

Drained nearly bone dry of its once empathetic pool of love for others

And dense like echoes throughout all the neglected corridors

Fingerprints, footprints, and salty stained teardrop residue still exist

Almost like a crime scene from long ago that went unreported

Oh, how love and life can become a cruel combination to endure alone

Years, dust, and complacent cobwebs take on a presence of their own

Like the daily nuances of set times for staring out windows

Vicariously living life safely through others quietly slipping past

Having reconciled no one has cared to visit… in decades

Wintery

I’ve felt your presence amongst the stars

I’ve longed for you but we’ve never met

I’ve looked for you outside my thoughts and dreams

I’ve felt touches of your soul touching me

But you hid away from my view

Avoided the same barren streets I traveled through

As I meandered on hopes and whispered prayers

I’d find you alone and sitting somewhere

Even in a crowd of a million different people

I’d know you by the gleam in your eyes

Feel the present heat of your soul burning

Hear the erratic beats of your heart’s echoes

As if you were the only one standing there

We’d embrace until I kissed away your… last fear

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Sensualities

Lush fields of golden grain grasses dance with nature’s hands

Adorned with an abundance of sweltering heat for man and land alike

Summer is a fickle season much like young love in motion

Impromptu escapes to skinny dip and lunch on picnic blankets afterward

Transformative like an enigmatic tropical island nearby the equator

Early amber skies filled with a day’s worth of paradise like promise

Until ushering unexpected dark clouds loaded with hail stones

Or tornadic madness chases our fears into a fruit cellar

We bend with changing winds like a well learned willow tree

That has lived decades of good and bad times before

A season that takes on a cultured kind of life of its own

Breaking up mundane nuances with long remembered excitement

Oh, to feel foolishly young and in love in one’s heart

Is truly a season of a lifetime worth living at least… once more

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Clean laundry

Try as I might with an earnest fervor to clean my laundry

Before rising all of it a few times and then some

Prior to hanging it all upon thin fixed and weak saggy lines

Where all might see and in hopes a days aired breezes

Will keep them taught and help dry them a bit fresher

But when all is said and done, I’ll stack each one and put them away

Until I pull them out to display again finding that nothing has changed

I’ll remain the same person I was, but my neighbors may notice

I’ve taken my time and effort to revise my lines even if only in vain

And in about a week’s time, I’ll do it all once again

Every now and then I’ll frequent ideas for new threads

But newness only last once and then they’ll join all the rest

The neighbors may never notice newer hung sheets

But I’ll display newness anyways… even if they’re left unseen

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Specail delivery

I almost feel a reverberation of stars sporadically spread across a vast darkness

And just as nearly, hear their cries of errant emotions tucked in loneliness

As they peer down at eyes like mine in a sad and longing fashion

Relating all too well to both our relatable existences

There’re some things designed by heaven that are void of explanation by words

Not even colors could dare come close for expressions

No, emotions are the Holy Grail of true unfettered communication

And when we deny emotions, we deny a divine language and delivery

Denial: a byproduct of human fear, sowed amidst flowers or stars by darkness alone

Fear that hesitates as a scolded child that has not eagerly misbehaved

Darkness, that illegitimately slithered through the Holy Garden of Eden

Emotions are a fruit afforded humanity to know and learn

Emotions bare forth charity and love from their soul

How could we ever bequeath what… we’ve never known?

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Afterness

Like the outbreak of a human famine

When love is found, lived, and then inhumanly gone

We become a broken-off piece of the universe

Spilling outwardly from our collapsed normalcy

A sorrowful churning like that of the vast oceans

Our emotions feel darkly abandoned like spoiled carrion

Laying as waste by a wild and untamable foe

Despite our own set nature of control

Defiant to even the influencing of a moon

We’re at mercy to our suffering or self-annihilation

We were the ultimate beauty- become ugly

All the elements of life at battle with one another

Harmony is absent from any sense of logic

We devolved into a transfixed essence… as loves wake

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If you can

Tell me the truth

Even if it’s the only time you do

Have you ever loved

Beyond your own self-worth

And was that loss

Worth the moments afterwards

Because I can’t tell

When I’m still falling out

Spiraling away from myself

I never wanted another chance so bad

Even if I hurt the rest of my life

So, if you can, tell me the truth

Is this what’s supposed to happen

When someone is the love… you lose

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Intervals

I admit, moments still come to me unexpectedly

When the preverbal ground falls out from underneath my feet

And I’m emotionally, freefalling into a state of disbelief

Shadowed by grief tagging along as returning visions vividly come to life

Listening to missed conversations echo as if in my present

My heart races, my sorrow elevated, and my eyes grow ever moist

And my sleeping longing rises anew within its devastation

Much like a candle flame does striving for oxygen

My hearts raw and unhealed scars renew their weeping

I’m beset to a loss I’ll never forget, because love never lets go

Like some transaction prepaid before an indulgence

Only to be conveniently forgotten come the next tomorrow

Love is a free gift we give, meant to last beyond forever

I’ve chosen to reside within … loves true nature

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