A very beautiful poem
As if a spy from you
Were watching my inclinations,
And another were watching
My gaze and tongue.
Whenever my eyes saw,
After you, any sight
Displeasing to you, I thought:
They’ve seen me.
And whenever from my mouth,
There emerged, in front of you,
A word meant for another than you,
They’ve heard me,
And whenever through the secret of my heart
There passed, after you, a thought
For another than you,
They pull up on my reins.
These brothers sincere — I wearied
Of their speech
And seized back from them
My gaze and tongue.
Renunciation could not console me
For their loss
Until I experienced you
Witnessed in every place.
Like a tulips awesome bloom in a warm
Spring morning’s sunshine,
Your love opens my heart to a love so divine.
Our souls share this intense connection,
Joining them as one gives total protection.
Pure magic created inside my body and soul,
When I feel your touch,
I am finally whole.
In a world where nothing is as it seems,
Is it really you,
The man of my dreams?
I hold my breath,
Anxious and waiting.
To be with you always,
Without any cover or hesitating.
Your words are my pillar that keep me strong,
Through thick and through thin,
I promise to hold on.
When I look in your eyes,
I see my own reflection,
Staring back at me,
Staring back at you,
Full of love and total conviction
So you ask,
“What is it that you see?”
“I see all of you and with you I feel privileged to be!”
The wind moans forlornly through the trees.
Grieving his missing master.
An owl calls,
But is not answered.
A lone coyote howls into the night.
And then in the ensuing silence,
Even the cold dispassionate moon
Hides its face from the grieving widow
And from the icy avalanche grave.
Bright Angel, Dark Lover
My bright angel,
My good father.
When I fall into darkness
I see your light,
You help me to climb back out.
Please don’t let me fall,
Take my hand and pull me out,
Out of my myrad of sins.
My dark lover,
My dark angel.
When I wander into the light,
I see your darkness shining back.
You bid me to come to you.
Hold out your hands to me.
Don’t let me wander too far,
Hold my hand and lead me away,
To our home.
Look at me
Look at me can’t you see my eyes do not lie
The tears that I cry are only mere images of pain
Do you care
That I Am here
Do you believe in me
Look at me can’t you see my eyes tell the story of my heart
“Love is something like the wind
You can’t see it,
But you can feel it
I believe that statement
It’s like how my heart is right now
My heart is out, given to another
But I’ve nothing to show for it
Except vast emptiness and endless wishes
He said he needs time and I need to wait
And here I am…
Waiting as patiently as I can
Though my patience grows weary at points
But I know he’s honest with his words
And his words are ones that I will obey
Because he has my heart
He’s the only one who can truthfully make me whole once again
I miss him more than anything,
He’s my world
And my heart is his
And here I wait…
As patiently as I can
For my empty heart to be whole once again.
lest we forget
Lest we forget those years of yore
When our country was first being found
No one really knew what was in store
But determined in mind to own some ground
Our forefathers had to fight for their rights
To settle and build in a life of fear
But often disappeared in darkness of night
How can we thank our forefathers with only a tear?
To make our country such a high level plight