Category: Fiction

Insoluble

 

The sunlight has only just set

As I lay here in deafening silence

 

Between twilight and morning

I could feel the colors coming

On the crux of cold satin sheets

Where you once laid with me

Our love was born, for us, to hold

 

Birds are tweeting a new song

It doesn’t seem near as sweet at all

Almost like they’re mocking me

Because I never really do sleep

Every since winter fell, in August

 

Now I could pretend I’m over you

But how could I really fool, anyone else

When my heart never lets me forget

It will never forgive- my foolishness

Cause loving you, was how I hurt myself

 

By letting you in, so radically deep

My heart became broken…forever

 

Poet of the Light © 2019

Soulicide

 

O’ Lord, how my

Emotions have sinned

They wouldn’t listen

To me nor reason

Nor any argument, said

Like an animistic scholar

It knew better than to

Give pause to its pulse

Surrendering its all, freely

To a goddess of a flower

Surely one of my readers

Will dare to save me a seat

Amongst all the others

As a last ditch effort- to avoid

The crowding into…hell?

 

Poet of the Light © 2019

Destitute

 

The ruins, they run deep

Like hollowed caverns

That still echo- anguish

Faintly in cold whispers

On the cusp of hearing

Tauntingly to the mind

Like extra dark shadows

That follow you behind

Hair on your neck, spiked

Notice of dropped temps

Heighten every step forth

Yes, these are the places

Where love once flowed

With the warmth of love

Before you abandoned it

As our own lover eclipse

For all the world to see

To softly gasp and envy

Now, no one even cares

In coming out to venture

To visit the state of…my heart

 

Poet of the Light © 2019

Oppositeness

 

Love is a dangerous luxury

We oft lose in casual choices

Falsely believing, we own it

Liken an old watch we wear

When and if we’re feeling so

Ignorant that they can both

Suddenly just turn on a dime

Or simply…not turn for us at all

 

Poet of the Light © 2019

Malleable

 

Apocalyptic fire and raw steel

Flame marks remain on my soul

Wherever her scorching passion

Consumed mine into submission

 

Make no mistake, I’m no simpleton

Becoming submissive has it moments

When it leads things to your objective

Least anyone forgets, I ignited the fire

 

Then again, known planning is essential

For controlling all used combustibles

However, not all things will cooperate

That fire is still raging, last I seen her

 

I’ve been mangled, manipulated and burnt

If I could move at all…I’d jump in her fire

 

Poet of the Light © 2019

Gems

 

Some nuances we find in life

Stay forever seared in our mind

Akin the annunciation my name

Whenever her love- called it

 

She never knew, that I knew

How she gazed at me in mirrors

With her silent smiles and tears

Still gives me chills to this moment

 

Whenever I felt her love- flow

Beyond her resistance of control

She broke my heart so beautiful

And in so many spellbinding ways

 

Those keen quirks that made her- her

Took refuge; their place, here in my…heart

 

Poet of the Light © 2019

Anamorphic

 

Who’d be the wiser anyways?

 

Brokenness becomes the whole

In a settlement to ones soul

 

The wear and tear of love

Often fray all the feelings

Of a persons dying heart

 

Bleeding hope seeps away

In clear streams of panes

As they slowly- suffocate

On crux of deaths threshold

 

Caring motivation is traded

For a daily numbing substance

In creation of a life of subsistence

 

Its most queer how blind we are

When the darkness isn’t ours

 

And we can edify them in…past-tense

 

 

Poet of the Light © 2019