Friday, August 15, 2008

Sweet Surrender...again

I began a chapter of my life with Sweet Surrender, and now I close it.

What's this thing I've never felt
I find so hard to define?
With these feelings I've never dealt
Come near me, I'll be fine

For so long life revolved
Now you, the center shifts
And all at once, life dissolves
The wings of love now lift

I walk myself down that wondrous road
Every footstep a precious memory
Every bloom a kiss, on the path we strode
Now simply a silent reverie

Those gentle words you whispered
Still float in the tunnels of my mind
And I, breathless enraptured
Know that you, darling, are one of a kind

Like midnight without a star
Like a rose without its hue
Like day break without a sunrise afar
Life loses its magic without you

Time passes like the blink of an eye
Where the years went, I sigh in wonder
But love, you taught me how to fly
I'm glad to you, I surrendered



Thursday, August 14, 2008

Time of My LIfe

I keep writing about all we did
Held hands, spoke with our eyes
And I forget to write down
How you make me feel
Or rather, avoid the act
For my mind would search so deep
To find apt words
These mortal feelings cannot be described
By a million immortal words
So ephemeral
Drifting between the shadows
Of reality and magic
Feelings of unencompassible love
Of sudden bursts of fury
That die with a thought of you
Of stretched hours of loneliness
Surrounded by people
Yet in my own dark corner
Of searing fits of pain
The separation, the distance, the silence
Rings like an ominous bell

Poetry

when language like bubbling streams flow




when words are laid down to fit like lovers' hands




when you feel the essence of the poet from within




when swirling thoughts are caught in the net of rhythm



when images reel as you read




when pen and paper create a symphony




then, it is poetry

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