Loss

I used to think like you
To be young and naive
When the world was my oyster
And all my wishes fulfilled
But now I bare the scars
Of life obtained
The days unlived
And the time spent in sorrow
I know you will join me one day
And for that loss
For those sorrows yet to come
I pity you

Knowledge

Sleep beside me forever
Claim your portion and peace
Let fears drift into the aether
Pain and sorrow shall cease
Tomorrow is light years away
Consequences fail to show
By my side you'll stay
There is nothing else to know

Chance

Patience isn't my strong suit
So forgive if I move too fast
This tragedy I've made of our lives
It isn't meant too last

We need to wait for the moment
Seize it before it passes by
Chances missed become sorrow untold
Heartborn bands come untied

Silence: A Respite

I could tell you stories of power
When we quested for Glory and Gold
The battles for virtue and honor
Ideals we tried to hold
Now the land has gone quiet
The Dragon no longer roars
We battle to live our lives daily
Dreaming of what we once were
It takes time to recover from sorrow
And pleasure to cure you from pain
When we continue on with our story
Remember our favor and fame

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Sad Eyes

Sad Eyes

The sad eyes sat in the corner so pale

Their soul, their sorrow showed

Remembering days of suns without fail

When they soared and feasted and savored

The knowledge showed in great detail

Falls from grace are meted

Hubris is a twice told tale

That often is repeated

Careful heroes never fail

But rarely are they feted

When inner demons rage and wail

Sad eyes will be entreated

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My Past

My past

A dark corridor

Is where eternity lies

Wrought with sorrow

Pain and Sighs,

You bright up my life in

Like the sun in mid June

Like the sky fills the moon

An illusion of an oasis

You go and disappear

The sorrow in my ribs

Again begins to sear

I guess I’ll never know

The treasure I have found

Until it disappears,

Without trace or sound

The light up ahead

Will guide me home

Never again shall I forget

Where I‘ve come from

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Bonded

Bonded

That feeling deep down in your soul

Which makes your life complete

The heart that makes your own heart whole

The taste that makes life so sweet

It rises up from deep within

To fill you up with light

No matter where you have been

It makes the whole world right

When you find the perfect thing

Grab it with both hands

Tie it up with golden strings

Give in to its demands

For you have found the perfect life

 There will be no more sorrow or strife

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Broken Glass

Shattered reflections

In broken glass

Just can’t bear to see

What is real, what is false?

Face lined with pain

Sorrow and heartache

Borrowing trouble

Or the smiling visage

Presenting to the world

Carefree and Nar-do-well

The truth is in the middle somewhere

But could true medium exist

When joy and sorrow war?

Perhaps Viviane meant the sword

To destroy this world of seeming

Feint copies, automatons

Merely wound up, marching along

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No Words

Someday never comes

Tomorrow waits for none

If you can hear me, answer

Cause my darkness screams in the night

My throat is raw, I’ve screamed so much

My tears burn fire down my cheeks

This is the hardest thing I’ve ever ended

My terror frightens me

I have no words

Anguish is a lesson in patience

Sorrow is a tale written in woe

There is no longer a hiding place

Time is all that’s left

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Non- Lymericks

I once thought my love walked on air

But our relationship was going nowhere

Our flame burned much higher

When fueled by desire

We couldn’t stand our souls laid bare

Sorrow is grief born on wings

Like an arrow, it pierces and stings,

But time soon will heal

You’ll begin to feel

Your heart will begin to sing

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Found Wanting...

Going against the tide

The rush of pushing

The wrong way

Turning left instead of right

It feels so nice

To be the odd duck

The marvel of the moment

Loneliness doesn’t seem

To hurt as much

Stillness seems customary

Sorrow appears welcome

I see you there

Your Lying smile

Your knowing eyes

Have been weighed

Have been measured

Have met their match

Escape

Sorrow lines your eyes

Would anything help?

If you needed me,

I would be there in an instant

Tomorrow is miles away

If you would let it be

We could be worlds away by then

A hut by the sea sounds nice

I can hear the birds chirping already

The whisper of the waves is so calming

A lullaby to rock us to sleep

Cradling together as we await the dawn

Stars Taunt Us

Dazzling Stars that shine too bright

How do we know that you really exist?

Could you be an illusion we invented?

A brief figment,

Brought forth to cause us sorrow?

For having seen such beauty,

Why should we breathe?

Or is it a tease?

This real life,

We can only feign touch?

Is this all

A hallucination,

Or dying brain trying,

To convince us, to hold on?

I think I like that least of all.

Safe Harbor

If tomorrow is all we have

Let us be content with today

When troubles light this world

And sadness is the safest bet

We all hold hands in sorrow

Our grief brings us together

We no longer strive for the future

We long to reach the middle

A safe shore, a harbor in a storm

A port until the way is clear

Tomorrow is miles away

Rest until 

The end of day

Coin Flip Poems

Everyone holds in them the possibility of being light or dark, hope and 

joy.  Here are two poems that show both sides of the coin, so to speak.

JARS OF CLAY

Jars of clay can’t capture of hearts                  

Hands can’t hold our spirits                            

Break us down to our component parts            

We still retain our specialness                        

In the break of dawn we will rise                      

Our hearts will soar to new heights                  

Every new day we sing new praise                   

Tomorrow brings new challenges                      

                                                                                                               JUST OUT OF REACH     

                                                                                        Reaching for the stars just out of grasp     

                                                                                                    Falling further and further away     

                                                                                                                               I don’t know     

                                                                                                             I keep reaching overhead     

                                                                                                        Knowing they just get away      

                                                                           The stars will align for their own desperate need      

                                                                                                 Needing no help for anyone here      

                                                                                                                    Why should I think       

                                                                                                         That I’m someone special?      

                                                                                                                 I shed one single tear      

Coin Flip Poems

Everyone holds in them the possibility of being light or dark, hope and joy.  Here are two poems that show both sides of the coin, so to speak.

JARS OF CLAY

Jars of clay can’t capture of hearts

Hands can’t hold our spirits

Break us down to our component parts

We still retain our specialness

In the break of dawn we will rise

Our hearts will soar to new heights

Every new day we sing new praise

Tomorrow brings new challenges

JUST OUT OF REACH

Reaching for the stars just out of grasp

Falling further and further away

I don’t know

I keep reaching overhead

Knowing they just get away

The stars will align for their own desperate need

Needing no help for anyone here

Why should I think

That I’m someone special?

I shed one single tear