I could unwantonly reside without you
If that is the tomorrow I’m bequeathed
Though it would be most bleak, at best
I’d refuse acceptance of the cold ambiance
Know darkness could never replace you
Nor could it ever become my friend
We’d be more like armistice adversaries
Coexisting only for the sake of silence
My sanity would surely be overly taxed
My heart- withering in desolate winds
Not even the Ravens would dare visit
Out of fear of getting lost in my madness
A man, an island to himself...still in love

Poet of the Light © 2020


I’d be but only a commoner  
What could I dare believe to
Offer a dream appearing like
A God gifted mirage to be seen
All I own is my marred heart?
Like twilight, you’re unique
Ever-changing yet unyielding
Gracefully moving in silence
Whilst speaking in glimmer
Your sheer veil drape apparel
Keeps your true beauty beneath
Protected as well as preserved
In a tempered honest whisper
Yet back dropped by darkness
Of scarred magical allure that
Beckons to my most inner soul’s
Madness: unquenched...hunger

Poet of the Light © 2020

Bird of paradise

Its kinda hard to explain now
When you saw me in the light
I was just breaking through
From a fresh morning dew
Out of the surface of darkness
For my- one- millionth- time
Embarrassing to say out loud
This is how some cycles happen
Be it a flower or human touch
When you’re unwanted, you wilt
I’d fall into the death of doubts
Where I’m covered in rejections
Until a new season comes forth
And I thirst to be held by love
Residing here in this lost garden
With my courage again I become
Just as you found me...a sprout

Poet of the Light © 2020

Natural selection

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I’m trying to hold on
But these winds are so strong
I hope you can protect me
They say it's all an illusion
But they’re not listening
I’m falling
Oh no-
Cynical reactions
Never could save anyone
I’m at mercy of the breeze
Help me
It looks frightening
This giant mirror below
On this water, I’m alone
Current situations bleak
My life tree lost me
I’m floating too fast
I’m soaked
Rolling beneath the surface
Ripples are now churning
I can’t hear myself think
It's almost over
One final plunge
The underworld is ugly

Poet of the Light © 2020


Delicate flurries of you
Wrap gently around me
Becoming comfortable
With every passing second
Now, I’ve begun to pray
They become a hurricane

Your soft spoken words
Drift inside these breezes
Until they’d gather up
All my secret notions
And I surrender freely
To a hurricane’s truth

Sweep me fastly away
Inside of your energy
Take everything I am
Make it yours to have
Inside the whirling life
That's a hurricane...of you

Poet of the Light © 2020

Subdued scars

Scarlet laced indigo color skies
Reminding me of our time
When fire burned in your eyes
And I was your reasons why

Seasonal snowflakes falling
As I walk along a cold waterside
Of what was once our paradise
Before your passion for me- died

Sleepless nights, our lost legacy
Leaving me to question everything
You’ve ever said to me
Since I realized, baby- you lied

Now he listens to every word of you
And the sun leaves in a silent betrayal...too

Poet of the Light © 2020

Spinning wheels

A thousand why’s
Run through my mind
It's a storm I can’t control
I know, even if I tried

I step back from the picture
Trying to understand better
But all I find are more questions
And never any real answers

Why oh why- like a song
Confusion goes on
I want to run to nowhere
But nowhere is already right here

I hear you talking
But I no longer understand
Its as if, I heard the same thing
Far too many times to listen

You never seem to hear me
I see your eyes rolling
So I roll mine and shake my head
This just ain’t right, no more

This is a paradise for the insane
And I no longer want to remain
So don’t be a fool
And ask me, why oh why, baby

You drove me crazy
Now you’re driving me away
And all I can feel now is
I’m happy and...I’m free

Poet of the Light © 2020


I know nothing of love
Or of its great attributes
With such magic to push
And pull at will the seas
Nor its powers to move
Mountains and mankind
How its born from merely
Sparked wisp like feelings
Nor of its great romances
That transcends our times
I know nothing in the likes
Of a rescuing human love
Nor its awe healing abilities
In unconditional forgiveness
Or how it can dispel longings
Of ones hearts burning desire
I do however know of almost
Lovers in my versed tragedies
Steeped in waters I’ve waded
Authentic attempts to...find love

Poet of the Light © 2020

Could’ve been’s

Some things aren’t worth
Keeping and better off to be
Leaving well enough alone
Like wildfires out of control
Let time fall flat on its face

So I’ll just start by drowning
Those little bitty memories
All their following aspirations
Of us and everything- love
A homage of sorts for losers

Then I’ll burn our bridges
Being left behind wrecked
In billowing smoke and dust
From unused passion I had
Once conjured up about us

After which I’ll slip away
Like loves refugee I’ll flee
That imaginary you and me
In the middle of some night
While the moon is sleeping
On a pile of cloudy pillows
And rain pouring down hard
Washing away all my tracks

Until I find some place that
No one you’ve ever known
Knows me or even my name
I’ll end all my rhymes and
Their reasons to exist too
Maybe then I’ll

Poet of the Light © 2020