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-THE POETS WAY-No words they speak my Dearing pen,
You write away with joy and ease,
Weave the tears of poem and tale,
Weave the tales of years and years.
Of lust you speak and rob from me,
Each word I think you shatter void,
So low a call within it calls,
Mouth don't speak yet hand is free.
My oh my what perils behold,
The new of age before me now,
I try in mind to seek the way,
But all I know is that of old.
And sweet it is the smile of love,
Her eyes in mine as one alone,
As wine my blood so sweet it pours,
My heart now filled with deeper love.
One is far and one is near,
The sun shines by my side.
Moon it sheds a lonesome tear,
And all I say I write with pride.
Sweet in me the voice within,
I hear I call and no one hears,
And so the pen in ink I dip,
So that to write I shall begin.
But ink is also few to spare,
The pages end and time flows on,
Each day each love a tale to shed,
And few with heart are those who care.
Ever on the pages flow,
Ending all each one by one,
And all I see come
-THE AGELESS-Each moment that passes now written in gold,
A legend of old, engraved now so bold,
In heart and soul where memory goes,
And only one knows, his past as he flows,
Through time and space to find of his own.
Tremor and tragic the loss as it was,
Each loss was of those, those shadowed filled loves,
That taught him well what love never was.
And now with a clear mind he treads on again,
Strength in his hand, as free now a man.
Every but second and every but word,
Each step that he took, now written in book,
His past all one in present and now,
How clearer somehow,
When all that he done passes fore his own frown.
He is not of this world no more as he sees,
His past yond the seas, and futures to ease,
And soothe the pain that taught him so well,
Of sweet sour and swell, the flower filled smell.
For love is only the last of remains,
Within him it stains, that light in his veins,
That love that reaches with joy past his pains.
With all that is written by side of his joy,
He heads on ahoy,
-WAS IT LOVE... OR LUST?-The paths they lead me wearily but steady by her side,
The darkness how I crossed to find a warmth still deep inside,
One more climb for me to face,
And meet her once again,
To gaze upon her marveled grace,
And kiss her lips like old.
I do recall the pasts of old that hindered my own steps,
I didn't know of love in me and burrowed in my nest,
She came to me as innocent then,
A girl she was but young,
But I was distant from her call,
Distant as she sang.
And her sweet heart it bled as she then fell in pain before,
How cold was I in discipline to think I knew of all,
A debt I owed and she vowed long,
To revenge her hurting heart,
How young it seems we knew not then,
The destiny of each star.
And tumbling far the very days of an ancient past forgotten,
We led our ways in different days and left those paths so rotten.
Our souls did cry and we left far,
To travel in the stars,
Our death came swift and dragged us yond,
But in us was left a scar.
Born to farther lands away and given one more
-ASTRAY ONCE MORE-Dealings with the greater beings called upon to thee,
And in the midst of light and night thy will was given free,
And with that freedom of their will they chose to look beyond,
And from creator part they did to leave astray once more.
Became they did from wolf to beast and through the light they passed,
Changed their form so many times through lives and lives so vast,
But in their search to glorify their very will denied,
They lost the flame of love and so where doomed to live deprived.
Since long did countless eternal beings, fall from their high thrones,
And by the passing of an age they came to dwell as thorns,
Bleeding left was all they touched and everywhere they went,
Create did they of shadowed ghouls to haunt their own descent.
Behind them shut where gates and close they did their very way,
No light could reach to their fell path that of sun and day.
Their words became as harsh as storm and hearts turned all to stone,
Mountain winds they roared on earth as mortal as their own.
-THE MANIFEST OF DREAMS-Each night the shades are pulled and bed calls near for rest,
My aching limbs they humbly listen and fall to reach my nest,
The heavy weary eyes that see so much in days of light,
Tired from the trials of man, tired now at night.
They pledge their way into the heart of dreams of far beyond,
And wish a wish away with tears that shed on cheeks so fond.
Like warm a water, the tear it runs, from eye to cheek to bed,
The wet the pillow under me,
How calm it rests my head.
Moments pass it seems and how the light awakes me fast,
Of nought do I recall again so I humbly rise at last,
The trials of the newborn day how easily they stray,
My tongue so often does it bark of lesser things to say.
But shall the night come fall again remember yes at last,
Of all that really matters, of all the truth in us.
The eyes they fall and sleep away the body seems untouched,
Unmoved and hindered not the mind how it rests at last.
And last of all at last my all I seek within my sleep,
To be at last yes rid of te
-YOU ARE YOUR OWN STAR-Each fall I stood by the window's side peering into the night,
To see of all the dearest things that man can grasp in sight,
I wasn't always caged in here a place so dark with gloom,
And once upon a time I flew beyond the sky and moon.
I gave my wings a spread and let them take me far away,
In lands beyond the wildest dreams and places out of say,
The light of sun on me it shone in contrast to my shade,
And in the heat of love I'd fly and with my dreams I'd fade.
I knew not then of bounds and borders and flags that closed me in,
Lands that man would wage in war or loose his own within,
I knew not then of poverty nor how the poor would gaze,
At all the warmth of hearts and good beyond their desperate days.
But now I have here fallen too and I cannot see clear,
The stars I count to loose myself and conquer all my fear,
I try to find what peace is left within this faded heart,
And see the light of stars above shine through me like a spark.
I twist and turn within my sleep for long it has
-SPEAK THE WORDS-To speak you can't until the words you hear reach deep in thee,
Seek to hear the voice from deep within all those who speak,
Sea through eyes of light all bright or shadows may they be,
Seek to learn to understand,
What others hold so dear.
Eyes you have and ears alike but listen neither see,
Can you of what is told and shown from heavens over thee,
As night now falls the shadowed sky is lit by half a moon,
Within the breeze you sense the smell,
Of all that is but pure.
Feel in all your vanity the quicken of that life,
Of all that is on earth eternal and all that's blessed with light,
If you but seek to be thee true then true will be all those,
Who once you thought to plague by you,
And live with closed their doors.
Your tongue may yet at first so blister as it tries to twist,
And every word you think may how come out as just amiss.
But more you try and more you will achieve your deep within,
And voice as one be true to mind and let your lungs to sing.
It may at first seem all but dark
-CALLS OF PASSION-Tender was the touch he gave,
Each time to new hearts and to old,
He searched within the eyes of many,
But in them saw but nought.
He tried his luck in passions nest,
And called forth to the warmth,
Of many souls that knew of lust,
But few that knew of love.
For all the ways he crossed in pain,
Expecting more than cries,
He found yet nought and ego hurt,
He fell onto but lies.
The ego grew and served him well,
At first indeed it seems,
It helped him cross them out,
From his heart and dreams.
But how can all that we expect give back,
To us what must be ours,
He thought much more of love belonged to him,
And disappointed spent his hours.
It was but then he gave it all,
And threw his path away,
For disappointments grew in he,
And took him the wrong way.
In time the wounds they healed once more,
He called out once to love,
He found but nought but kept still on,
As passions filled him more.
Longer nights than days he crossed,
The journey was but slow,
For him to see past fear and doubt,
-YOUR LIGHT IN ME-I've journeyed here far and near where many come and go,
I've spoken tongues and seen the lands that tales don't even know,
Searched I have in all the hearts and thoughts of foreign folk,
Of all they teach I've seen and heard as preach they do and talk,
And as a wreck I drift away,
To seek for truths that I can see,
My life I shed my years in me,
But now I seek to live all free.
I crossed the skies from east to west again and yet again,
I've seen the eyes of warriors and those of holly men,
I did not know for what I searched within the veil of night,
Within the glare of kindled hearts and places all alight,
With knowledge not I drift away,
To seek for what my eyes can see,
Of ages passed I hold in me,
But now to live I seek all free.
And then the tales at last they reached my aching loss of tears,
I thought perhaps to find my way to soothe my wasted ears,
Your words they reached through starry nights and now do I recall,
The joy and vibe they sent in me and echoed in my awe,
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