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

Ode to Fallen Warriors

Each day, as I rise, new world to see,

            My heart more leaden has fate denied.

What trials once faced, burdens we bore,

            That creations of our loins so oft deny.

Did our battles and toil, once new path generate,

            Our longing for peace, no longer unique goal?

Have those we nurtured, bled for and cried,

            Our hopes and dreams for them denied?

Were I less stronger, more feeble and weak,

            I would still step to challenge against the now.

For within my heart, my mind doth decree,

            No, no more, shall psychosis again rule.

We fought the fight, not to surrender the day,

            Our longing for tomorrow, forever in command.

 To those who refute wisdom of the ages,

            I stand now to declare you at fault for this time.

For in your arrogance, no grace do you bare,

            No honor your cuirass to shield, your weapon dull sword.

Awake young neophyte, your future you threaten,

            Possess the clues your forebears provide.

Look into your soul, for your battle is within,

History your guide, the lessons are all there.

Tomorrow can be yours if yesterday is remembered.

Our World’s Greatest Foe

Do we humans in our folly,

            Grant credence to the fact,

Our wisdom oft flawed,

            Emotions do contend.

That we face not our demons,

            Nor strike back against deceit?

Yet stand midst the battle,

            Our voices to scream,

Our pain, a ballad

            Heard only by the deaf.

Why does our pride,

            Hero’s garland we claim,

Defeat all logic,

            That war may never end.

For who is our enemy,

            That so simple a ruse

Leaves confusion and conjecture,

            New weapons to defeat?

Think not, noble warriors,

            Your enemy to destroy,

For the arms raised against you,

            Were made not of steel,

Mere straightforward the shield,

            Carried by Silence, indisputable foe.

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.