Needs of the Heart

Pity the soul,

So lost in the self,

A journey of one,

Destination, unknown.

Searching the pathways,

What markers be found,

Guides but illusion,

Where egos abound.

Each pace a challenge,

Life’s path still obscure,

Denial of self,

Impedes lasting cure.

Wake to the light,

Strength must forebear,

Dispel all deception,

Untruth to foreswear.

See self in one’s truth,

Reap love where abounds,

Let today birth tomorrow

Own virtue that expounds.

Greatest Love, You Will Ever Know

When I grow sad, my heart so low,

 Tomorrow’s burdens may hinder,

Struggle within over-lades my will,

Waking, a chore does linger.

Alone, I cry, walls not to echo,

My search for peace,

No paved path do I find,

World besets, doth increase.

As I rise to challenge,

New day to receive,

My faith grows stronger,

In myself to believe.

For there before me,

In semblance clear,

Behold magic imposing,

My lover does appear.

 Anew I claim,

Love be mine,

Forever devoted,

I will love me thru time.

Stella

Wonderous Lady of Light,

Seeker in darkness,

True meanings of right.

Be she witch or seer,

Does matter count foul,

If her visions are clear?

Blessed is my world,

Since her presence appeared,

My soul long closed, now unfurled.

Her guidance, a stimulus,

My path never more certain,

Future now boundless.

May I ever be blessed,

Her countenance surround me,

 Never to deny my soul to rest.

Let none declare deception,

 Her virtues now laid bare,

 Gift of vision with precise reception.

Fear not her words, never call bogus,

 For challenge invites,

  Visit of fire breathing penis.

With Love

How does a man describe perfection,

To note more than beauty of another’s reflection?

Were, I, mere mortal, sublime elegance to seek,

Be blinded by the vision, your charms bespeak?

The fire in your eyes, your lust for life,

Conceals no pretentions, nay,  your love be rife.

To capture your heart, a challenge unmet,

Should many pursue, but no winner as yet.

Do you hide from suitors, in fear of amour,

Or live in the shadows awaiting one you adore?

Stand fast to your dreams, your visions to see,

Open your heart, set its wonders to be free.

Accept true love offered, duration its value,

Assaults on your person, to the pain say adieu.

Love of yourself, your first ever romance,

May pleasure and joy within heart ever dance.

Free of constraints, soul’s voice sing your love,

Echos like thunder, roiling in clear sky above.

Your beauty beyond ken, your heart so rare,

Would one such as I, ever think less to care?

The Fish That Climber the Tower

Life not easy, for most an intricate chore,

To realize one’s goals, each day new struggle,

Leaving myriad others worse than gone before.

I speak to those, who’s plight oft seen as bravado,

Covert burden of false facade born of inner grief,

Mask of mourning, hidden tears must forego.

“I am not worthy, this I know!”

Came cry of one so dear,

“Lost in my mind, midst blizzard of black snow.”

I say to you, my love,

Stand fast, defy the pain, your worth eternal equal,

 Gift of birth from one above.

Surrender no longer to the fool’s plight,

Reach deep within your spirit,

Forgive yourself first battle of your fight.

Amass your arms, your qualities beyond reproach.

Gird yourself in knowing,

Challenge tormenting feelings that encroach.

Bend ear to those who love you,

Their words magic balm will serve,

For who better to help, defeating mental coup?

Live each day, a renewal hour set aside,

To meditate, no darkness to allow,

Let heart smile within you, self-love be not defied.

In calm of nature, while thoughts may rage anew,

Step back from the edge of pain,

Let new life and spirit enter you.

For it is within your power,

To alter what has been, to bathe in the solace,

Of the fish that climber the tower.

I love you Deke. We love you,  Deke!

You must love you now Deke!!!

My Love Knows Not Requiem

My wonderful, beautiful, precious one

Your existence a blessing, my life did improve,

Countenance though eclectic, no enemy of love.

Once shy, oft-hidden, your affections a treasure,

Wisdom untried, a world alien in your view

You strode into hell, mistakes did make.

Sacrifice though oppressive, lessons to learn

Your truth must understand, love you did gain.

From your trials emerge, new strength in denial,

Refusal to admit valid love in mirror’s eye.

Tomorrow, never today, sun to rise again,

Let your heart receive blessings, love forever stay,

Accept what you’ve given, a return on your love.

Deke, my sweet Deke, let my love reach your heart,

Gather it to you, that we never again hurt,

For once in a lifetime, comes that which we need,

Love of oneself our ally for life, my beloved.

Publishing a Book

I am putting together a collection of my poetry and commentaries for a book. However, as I am living on my Social Security stipend and trying to go to school, the publishing costs are prohibitive. Therefore, I am actively soliciting either contributions or pre-sales to help me gain the funds I need to publish.

Anyone interested should contact me at OldeQuilldriver@gmail.com for instructions on how.

Thank you,

Nyk

Archenemy Mine

Each day, you assail me,

Your attacks ever uncaring.

From morning sun to moonlit night,

Relentless, be your ploy.

Ever striving, my dreams to defeat,

My heart in perpetual need.

But for want of change, new life to lead,

Dearth of strength does constrain.

Each charge I mount,

False challenge to greet,

Hunger of loathing prevails

Short-lived the battle,

Surrender my fate.

Loss in another dimension,

To your greed, I fell in defeat.

As I face the dawn,

New day to test my strength,

I call out your name in remorse,

My scars too many to heal.

For there you appear before me,

My archenemy who inhabits the mirror.

Sing Not Paean To Sorrow

You hide your pain,

Sorrow not to confront.

Did spirit surrender,

Cause unknown?

Confusion of no little report,

Assails the soul,

Lingering within,

Release, yet to birth.

Thoughts remain to no resort.

Yet strength of will,

Defends heart’s desire,

Confounds what might have been.

Love be enchanted sword,

To cleave the wall of pain,

Your soul to free; true devotion will be,

Sorrow’s Paean naught but requiem.

That the Inner Child Survive

Hard fought struggles that few might know,

Besieged my spirit as my body did grow.

Longed for love never a gift,

Cherished truth, my heart sought to lift.

To beg for endearment was my plight,

Not once fulfillment brought tears to my night.

My soul a shell, spirit near death,

You entered my life, creating new breath.

Belabored my heart, lost midst sorrow,

Your promises of love, dawning new tomorrow.

No words can I find, nor paeans to sing,

That express the love, your presence did bring.

For within your heart, though damaged and torn,

A spirit of love is soon to be born.

Demand not in denial, an end to love’s call,

Greet as your guardian come to defeat the pall.

For now in rebirth, your spirit open to love,

Deny, not your feelings for yourself among all.

True love of the self, your gift once forbidden,

Laid not dormant in spirit, but merely unbidden.

Let your love spring forth, to the pain, say adieu,

May you know the unknown,

LOVE IS YOUR DUE!  

To those I love.

Nyk