Category: memories

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I stood there looking foolish


to maybe, only- me


while the rest of the world


went about playing the living


As you walked away in my silence


my heart was breaking inside


until the deafening sound


tore my soul- inside out


 


Beneath the sun and stars


snowflakes and the drizzling rain


we laid, engulfed in each others arms


All those dreams we spoke about


became dark thunders clouds


in all my tomorrow days


And I will barely survive them all


to prove I’m willing to endure for love


whatever it may take, as my proof


 


I- couldn’t have loved anyone


but you- that’s just my truth


And I know what it means now


that you’ve really moved on


Taking the sun and leaving me in fog


I’ll remain lost- in time and space


between the silence and yesterdays


Standing foolishly, just waiting…for you


 


Poet of the Light © 2019

	


	



			
				


			

			
Too mortal
		
	
	

		
I’ve been lost and found, or so I thought


and life seemed happy in but, moments


Even the sun boasted with pure colorful joy


Rain was soothing on our bare skin, at night


but before I woke, you up and went- away


leaving me behind, lost, in a discarded shade


as if, I was just another kiss, untold by you


Now- every step feeling like a crumbling floor


I easily lost you and myself back in November


but when the month changed to May


I never even noticed- the change of days


Oh! I can still feel the crisp morning mist


that was left chilling like ghost on my lips


when reality alerted my sobering awareness


as rain drops fall more like snowflakes now


masking footprints where I alone walk on


and the sun secretly cries behind veils of gray


while I peregrinate this silent beach in memories


Knowing now- there isn’t enough ocean waves


that could ever wash you away from…my heart


Poet of the Light © 2019

	


	



			
				


			

			
Loves dichotomy
		
	
	

		
Thoughts beget us a trap door: kiss 


How most seemingly strange it is


the touch, the whispers, the scent


remains long after the warmth left


Perhaps to extenuate the presence


we would have otherwise not missed


but for those searing moment of bliss


Yes, tis true, love birthed…my misery too 


Poet of the Light © 2019

	


	



			
				


			

			
Celestial
		
	
	

		
I miss the whispers of the whorl


that wrapped around me


insulating from nothingness


taking and giving everything at once


Akin the hum of an electric current


that pulsated generously life songs


Oh, how so numb and deaf I feel this day


so lost amongst all time and space


She was that caressing enigma


that magical wand the universe waved


and at times weaved into my heart


piercing every beat in motion


with tethering fabric of her own essence


knotting our wantoning reverberations


as I- breathlessly and ineffably… felt loved


Poet of the Light © 2019 

	


	



			
				


			

			
Quantification’s
		
	
	

		
Actions are indicative of intent


no matter how failed they fall


Spoken words have consequences


as much so as their stark absence


And its truly a tell tell sign


when one suffers a broken heart:


having embraced and lost- love


Honestly, I’d prefer a broken heart


to burden me like a second shadow


as opposed to a heart kept hidden


out of fear, love may call…one day


Poet of the Light © 2019

	


	



			
				


			

			
Comet
		
	
	

		
Once in dark lines of poetry


you were the angel that found me


and spoke openly to my heart


in a language of whispers


that I never heard, but felt


and knew- instinctively


that you spoke a lovers truth


in a bright fiery light passing by


but when I blinked


your image slipped away


and every since, I’ve been lost again


like a run away child


searching for you arms


and beating song- of your heart


oh, how my pain simply implodes


causing me to lose control


If I could only turn back the arms


that now holds me here alone


while my soul bleeds- in streams of tears


my raw scars don’t hurt half as bad


as your obviously- your absence has


and all my peace remains elusive


until your ghostly presence


finally comes back to stay


to bodily lay- along by my side


and gift me that sweet song for all time


reverberating from your heart to mine


in a long embraceable sleep together…at last


Poet of the Light © 2019

	


	



			
				


			

			
Symphonious
		
	
	

		
Like a gurgling brook meanders mindlessly


and wild Jasmine intoxicates far and wide


I’ve long felt for that one bucolic meadow


where painters can taste heaven, in the air


and it’s soothing sound is found in colors


that change in constant flow of a marbled sky


and we- create memories of our naked picnics


drenched in wine, laughter and living…love


Poet of the Light © 2019