For D & J

To D & J

Dawn, sun revisits consuming the dew of night,

You stir, you body warm to my touch.

Tranquil the face I love, beauty unrivaled,

Your lips, moist, alluring beckon to be savored.

A kiss, one kiss a taste of nirvana,

A starving soul, awash in desire,

Craving never to be sated.

As you sleep, your eyes wander,

What visions do they see

Is your love for me one?

As I lay beside you, my arm pillow for your head,

Your hair a wave of silk breaking over it.

How easy it is to love you,

Your beauty none can decry,

Your spirit, untouched by evil,

Inspiration withheld from few.

For to love you is an honor,

To receive it, a treasured gift

Bestowed by only you.

Hello Stranger

Welcome to my world,

My life in so many degrees.

Have you come to bring abundance,

Is love your burden to release?

Do you seek to touch another,

Perhaps more to share your soul’s wealth?

Does your future hold romance,

That heart might harvest anew?

Would the soul afore you,

Long adrift midst inner confusion,

Realize new day lies in reach?

For tomorrow, the person you so

Timidly aspire to will walk away.

No longer imprisoned by false vision

In your mind, your path now clear,

For you have looked into heart’s real mirror.

Love of self, rightful gift we must give unto

Ourselves, before we can love another.

If This Be Love

Have you come to wonder,

What path your heart may take?

Does the thought of a single word,

Stir passions long awaiting?

 Look not without, your soul to search

For that you seek, is well at hand.

Feelings, a sense, your spirit to raise,

 Reach not to far horizons,

But seek within, let it grow,

Nurture that which is you.

That you may realize

 Genuine esteem of self,

Your spirit shall rise,

Your heart made full

For within these words

Your future holds dear.

I am me, none other exists.

I am worthy of your affection,

My heart set free,

For my love of self, allows to be.

Your Smile

When first we met, you seemed so shy,

                                    Your countenance bold yet bearing meek.

What knowledge did I, curious old soul,

Hope to garner from one so young?

Day did come, you felt heart free,

                                    Your smile once frown, began to bloom,

Enchanting change forthcoming

            In well-spring of life, your voice far-flung.

Be there vast wisdom, in so endearing a smile,

                                     That even the wise, must bow,

New perceptions did flow like manna,

                                    Once your voice of youth unchained.

You awoke your dreams, cast off evil spells,

                                    Did challenge those who scorned you.

To attacks so grievous,

Defiance your blade unrestrained.

Were that man, never humble as much,

                                    Attempt your path, unaided.

Yet you, in your wisdom disproved all fault,

                                    Erasing all guilt your smile now chastens.

From deep within, your heart so pure,

                                    You brought forth passion.

 With strength of spirit, you destroyed self-denials,

                                    To answer call of love that beckons.

Defeat the call for all perfection,

                                    Accept yourself, an incredible person.

 If love you feel, withhold it not,

                                    Reap the joy of your beloved’s charms,

Your time has come, your smile shines bright,

                                    A beacon to all, let none deny,

New chapter of life commences,

                                    Receive love’s bounty with open arms.        

Wage Not War

Wage not war, on those you love,

            Disarm your words, ungird your armor.

Do not battle your heart’s desire,

            For with it may come, defeat

In times of trial, emotions rampant,

            Let not slanders be used as weapon,

Blunt, harsh thoughts all fears allay,

            That again, in peace, spirits may meet.

For in our folly, if anger win,

            Our future soon unvarying victims

Betray the pain, rejoice the spirit,

Deny in passing, no sorrows to greet.

Pledge resolve you possess the power,

            Unite your thoughts, your prayers, and honor

For in you rests, once thought dormant,

            A stronger tomorrow, anger’s fate bittersweet.

Save Your Tomorrows

We feel your pain,
We know your sorrow,
But to live only for today,
Denies us your tomorrow.
Your wounds run deep,
We cannot imagine,
Our minds naïve,
Such oppressive burden.
But we are those who love you,
We pledge our troth ever true,
To stand in honor of you,
Your strength to help renew.
Let not those who assail you,
Deny you life befitting,
Rise above their cowardice,
Stand tall and unremitting.
Each day call out our names,
Send forth pure white dove,
For each tomorrow will be better,
Rejoicing in our love.

Karma

A choice was made in heat of moment,

            Thought innocent for sure.

No planning done beforehand,

            Was wisdom in need of cure?

As would happen, mistake was made,

            Chance swiftly played part,

What started as childish prank

            Resulted with broken heart.   

Be not fool to think it wrong,

            But prankster took a chance,

Keen for thrill, no thought of others,

            Did do the Devil’s dance.

Now scars prevail where love once reigned,

            Mementos of what could have been.

For had choice been wise, instead of rash,

            Perhaps none would have waded in.

Now fools have lost, their value decayed,

            Love’s promises vanished like summer snow.

To challenge the fates in search of pleasure,

Brought sweet justice in Karma’s fatal blow.

Fear

“Nothing is terrible except fear itself.” [1]

            Wise words from the past,

                        Spoken in truth,  dread to dissolve.

Languish not in swamp of anxiety,

            Mind heavy laden, heart downcast,

                        What power possessed may resolve!

For what emotion, force so strong,

            Could endure fear’s onslaught, remain steadfast

                        Sanction the mind, inner strength to evolve.

Make your fears the enemy of themselves,

            Set course of spirit, new realms explore,

                        Free of fear, all sins atoned, now absolve.


[1] Sir Francis Bacon 1561-1626

Hate

Hate, what an awful emotion,

            Energy wasted most often by devotion.

Hate is a crutch made of thin paper,

            Supporting at most offensive vapor.

Hate is not revenge,

            Nor form of amends.

Hate is a fire, long smoldering within,

            Awaiting release against one thought in sin.

Hate is a cancer, eating ones soul,

            It gnaws at all logic while losing control.

Hate is no friend, nor enemy of foe,

            It is vender of pain and bringer of woe.

Hate defied if spirit at rest,

            No longer burden, emotional test.

Hate brings no pleasure,

            Despite all one’s hopes, it is no treasure.

Hate is your enemy, never your friend.

            By-pass all hate, let love transcend.

Pain

No masochist was I born,

            That pain be craved lest I die.

But life enduring,

            Experiences incurring,

                        No choices always have I.

The pain of heart, not inherent to suborn,

            Weighs heavily in face of lie.

For spirit to revive,

            Heart must contrive,

                        To defeat pain and survive.

Let those who would harm,

            With behaviors so cruel,

Wallow in false glory,

Their pleasures just story,

  Denied by moral bounty.

Rejoice in triumph, heart pain soon disarm,

            For no yesterday be today a rebirth.

Tempt not the fates, sorrow be bought,

            Let revenge be not sought,

                        Ere all come to naught.