The way that hidden darkness of
Some forest gets unmistakably
Lost within some blinding light
I’d get lost in the eternal depths
Of galaxies hidden in your eyes
As our rhythmic bodies played
Under our ethereal spent breaths
And like instruments of request
Twirling within our arms, was-
Dancing on the edge of heaven
For us, here in our secret realm
But now you’re gone; and it's time
To change my tune, palates habit
Degust some new flavors to devour
In search of maybe finding one
That may satisfy my unfed...hunger

Poet of the Light © 2020

In significance

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Another time, another life
I could be someone else living
On the other side of losing love
Where the sun shines just right
And I sleep intertwined in limbs
Of the woman that saves me everyday

Conversations, all the things you don’t say
Are like echoes returning
Repeating inside my foolish mind
And I don’t know why- as if
They’re trying to say something else
Maybe, none of it means a damn thing

Foolish dreamers always get hurt
Believing in lofty miracles
Just to keep hope alive inside
Instead of realizing, they're not enough
Of all the things she keeps needing
That she only finds, with someone else

She’s crying again, another tonight
He’s hurting her, every bruised emotion
Lies and manipulations of words
Shattering her heart and dreams
Making her feel lost and empty- alone
Instead of loved and truly wanted...forever

Poet of the Light © 2020

Death grips


There are times its never easy

Being honest to our foolish hearts

Recognizing the time to- let go

Some before it gets any worse

Sometimes before love ever starts

But either way, it’s clear

Sometimes we hold on for too long

Some people have nothing to gain

While others have nothing to lose

But in the end, the innocent pay the price

Most of which they can least afford again

Sometimes we make friends lovers

By letting desire dishonestly justify

And it never works out right

Besides, friends don’t go backwards

Especially when we never let them go

In the truest of understandments

Out of fear of being abandoned

Out of fear of being left…alone


Poet of the Light © 2020


I’ve never gotten over anyone
I ever- loved or have ever lost
I carry them, those memories
And pain with me, in my heart
I don’t mind the extra burden
They won’t be unnoticed relics 
I’m never gonna get over them
They’re the whispering flickers
Of the eternal flame in my heart
And I’m never ashamed to cry
Once in a while...for the ones gone

Poet of the Light © 2020


I looked towards there a concrete jungle

It’s color lights and towering hemispheres

Filled with tribal noise of every nature

Where anyone in the open can disappear


Then back to the other a vast mountain

Whose summits lay hidden in soft clouds

Where silence is golden by the tonnage

And hidden is where one can grow old


I looked back and forth, time after time

Pulled to both for their different reasons

But only one choice I make can survive

Bound to lay the other and regrets behind


So I sought my heart to where I belonged

One is for living life for as long as I reside

The other for living life no one can forget

Then, the richer path appeared and…I went


Poet of the Light © 2020

Until then

When your life has become but a fog

And you struggle and stumble each day

Because you’ve nothing left to lean on

Let me be the one you come to…


When those close leave you behind

And the stars remain hidden at night

As the dark covers you in silence

Let me be the one you come to…


When conversations have run amuck

Or no one understands your bad luck

Is carrying you further from yourself

Let me be the one you come to…


When your heart become broken

By those who mattered most then

And leave you to clean their mess

Let me be the one you come to…


When your only embrace is cold

But it is making you more numb

And troubles follow your fears

Let me be the one you come to…


When love doesn’t seem to exist

No mater where you’ve looked for it

And you feel lost, empty and alone

Let me be the one you come to…


When you are too tired to even walk

Because your journey been so tough

Let me hold you awhile to find rest

Let me be a light for your darkness

Let me be the best one then… instead of them


Poet of the Light © 2020


Some of my feral childhood memories

Crudely invade my fluid dreams

So much so that

Over the years they’ve become

Well- a bit more like family

Painful, dysfunctional and unkind

Dropping in unannounced

Always dredging up some stupid past

Thought completely resolved

But mostly, blaming me for it all

And truth be told, half the time

I wasn’t even there or involved

It just goes to show you

That time doesn’t change- everything

And for somethings that a real blessing

Other times, when friends are absent

Or queerly few and far between

Memories rush back to fill that gap

Some with tears, some with laughter

And still, others with learned refreshers

Of how import loving relationships are

In their made moments as well as the future

Its a moment we should review ourselves

On how good or bad we treat others

Memories are their forever vivid echos

Always there waiting for us

They’re meaningful and important

Like friends and foe alike to be cherished

To be understood and placed in context

Because at some point for some people

Memories are really all..we’ll have left


Poet of the Light © 2020


My heart’s whispers

Like weakened tree leaves

Have dried in the prevailing winds

Only to loosen and fallen- short

In symbolic message and love both


They’re now all scattered

About the landscapes and Hell’s gate

Furled, nearly colorless and chipped

Even the moon overlooks them

Strewn in the wide-open


Like unwanted weeds



Poet of the Light © 2020


I no longer desire those accolades

Where the universe surrounded- me

In tangibles colors or exotic praises

Where people pretended to be anything

But mostly, everything they were not

Where cold and heartless; was their specialty

And artificial bright lights, were blinding

Where mirrors are shattered illusions

And closed minds instructed to simply believe

Lost after life’s first microsecond fall


Oh- how I’ve found comfort in the shadows

Of my foolish former selfish persona

And mustered the courage, like a warrior

Seizing and slaying most of my walls feelings

Ones my vitiated egos had my childish fear build

In hopes to keep lies in and angels of love at bay

Now- I require the true firm concreteness

That salvages pieces of my ravaged heart

Where honest beauty of love is hidden within

And all truths radiate from our forgotten soul


So that I might live real love- yet once as a human

On that abandoned pathway of loves…archaic self


Poet of the Light © 2020


A beacon island of ourselves

Encircled by a tumultuous sea

We become a host sanctuary

Oft typically of a sound mind

Steeped by human experience

Our aged overcoat of gullibility

Tends to be accompanied by

A painted red face of credulity

At the expense, yet once again

Of being wounded unfortunately

As shame echoes in our corridors

Like a mocking Blue jay ghost

For believing in low probability

We might be seen as acceptable

Despite low odds of possibility

We are childishly brave- for love

When our fluid heart feels invincible

That’s proven inevitability wrong

After being broken- by someone

Who themselves have been hurt

And seeking a fairy-tale solution

To heal their own shattered heart

Oh- a hero role we play unwittingly

Because delusions can mirror reality

But we dare to remain unchanged

As human souls, believing in love

Who love beyond the nothing…left us


Poet of the Light © 2020