I know deep in my heart
She’ll be the one to come
As easy as a prismatic dawn
Delicate and precious
Like she’s always been
God’s perfect angel
She’ll heal me- in a breath
With her divine touch
Whispering love to my heart
As her grin makes all the difference
And heaven’s gates open up
As we stroll side by side, in step
Over the threshold of life
Daddy and daughter hand in hand…again
.
Poet of the Light © 2022
The atmosphere felt very eerie
As I felt a shadow of suffrage
Her fixed eyes spoke in volumes
Long before her lips ever could
Stalling in face of uncertainty
My heart is compelled to listen
During the eruption of emotions
All facade of my reality crumbles
Even within the ugliest of truths
Whilst my heart is being broken
My world slows to a standstill
Despite turbulent echoes of chaos
Or unrelenting looming questions
I longed most for…her dark whispers
.
Poet of the Light © 2022
His cloak long stripped off
Lost desire to hide himself
He is here- – your- brother
Strewn amongst the lesser
In miscolored bit of pieces
As if he was pecked carrion
Life rented from humanity
For but narcissistic ravens
Where he bled betwixt gasps
To be laid open and nailed
His faith tattered into tears
They claimed it was heresy
To be so bold with the truth
To live and die a Son…of God
.
Poet of the Light © 2022
Right from the beginning of life
There are those that are nurtured
By both parents and life, itself
And those that come into themselves
Percolating over the course of time
Children are both whiles being children
But at any point, they can transform
Autonomously taking charge of their thriving
Sprout off in any number of directions
Some kids are hampered by darkness
While others, from childhood- flourish
Darkness freeing them from all conscious
Light and or darkness become a romance
But only one entity desires… affirmation
.
Poet of the Light © 2022
I spoke to you
With words from my heart
The way I learned
Love speaks to love
But you just smiled
Then you said goodbye
And I hurt- a long while
Slowly the flame inside- died
Ma days were darker
And time just dragged on
The season muddled into- one
Nothing felt warm or cold
I was still numb, feeling old
Then a voice spoke
Like musical notes
And I turned to see her face
She looked sincere right at me
But her smile changed everything
And since then, every conversation
That she and I’ve shared
Was love speaking to love
In a language only hearts… hear
.
Poet of the Light © 2022
I bear the scars rented
From misbegotten love
From ten thousand roads
From where I have trodden
By both my body and soul
Where I’ve walked dusty
Where my lips have thirsted
Where I felt unfulfilled hunger
Where I cloaked in only cold
Where my heart was broken
Where the darkness reined
When the sun was unrelenting
Where came the nonstop rain
Where Grace accompanied me
Where I am…for all of my days
.
Poet of the Light © 2022
Despite the warnings
Life became caustic
Swallowing me alive
I somewhat subsist
Beneath the bruises
Where all love dies
And all pain survives
As if it’s taken over
Replaced my purpose
Drowned my last hope
Set my dreams on fire
Blanketing me in chills
Realizing I lost myself
As I dared to love…you
.
Poet of the Light © 2022
Betwixt the night and dawn
Under a bare luminous moon
Where twilight is truly born
Within a bedding of near silence
I wrap up in sheets of serenity
As my chaos does fall asleep
And all my inhibiting fears flee
Relaxation wins over my limbs
My mind is released from prison
Unfurling my oppressed dreams
I’m dressed in a sense of normalcy
So, my imagination can breathe
To live among the constellations
As a Star, I’m meant…to become
.
Poet of the Light © 2022
Some say: it’s the look of loneliness
While others do call it, unfinished
Not sure there’s much in difference
While either could really apply
I guess it may be about semantics
Or is it then really about context?
Or are they both being indifferent
By obtusely ignoring the obvious
Like, its “causal” in the first place
Loneliness could be misperceived
If one is in deep thought: elsewhere
So, unfinished seems more accurate
Insofar as one presence may appear
For me, unfished is more… promising
.
Poet of the Light © 2022
Where but star’s gleam
And planets fade away
Where eons were born
And galaxies are at play
Where time has never lived
Nor their faces need to die
Try even in vain as I might
I struggle again and again
For that place, that something
Where life’s presence lives on
And its reflection mirrors
That bridge between us
However, be far or near
Until your whispers are heard…again
.
Poet of the Light © 2022
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