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.

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.

Ode to Opinions

It is my belief, my thoughts vital to me.

By my thinking, my sentiments are feelings meant to be free.

The impression you get, surely position of care,

A marvelous viewpoint reflects your stance others beware.

Not poor judgment your theory for your outlook is true,

No assumption of love your verdict sound conclusion by you.

For no school of thought, tenet or dogma defies,

My contentious conviction, my creed for our lives.

The idea, no notion, love is strength as I see it,

Is pure in my mind, mere speculation the culprit.

Right is my attitude, sound perspective my slant,

Let others disclaim with opinions and rant

I’ll stand for love as not thesis, hypothesis nor estimation,

Always for me, love ever my soul’s destination.

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.