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Nathaniel Nov 2018
Oh memory,
Your sweet sweet remedies

Keep me awake at night
Reflecting on all I did right

and all I did wrong
you tell me in song

So the hurt doesn't slay
I can stay alive another day

You see,
I know you like me

Its transparent by the stalking
When the leaves are here I hear you walking

Sneaking around my mind for a ****
dependent on the depression of my will

My mind struggles against your grasping
but you left me in my own tears gasping

Desperate for a whiff of sensation
My back turns to an honorable salvation

And in pity of an infinite night
I awake and lie about the alright
Nathaniel Oct 2018
I dreamt of a white road
Joining family in celebration
commemorating the divine serenity of forever

Collecting moments in photo albums
with the people dancing
and the cardinals singing folk

My eyes meet yours in comfort
and I feel nothing but warmth and assurance
with your curved lip promising sweet pleasure

But before bells ring and angels carol
we fall one last time before forever
and our lips collide to a strong applaud

This is the moment we will remember
the world spins but we are still
in the purest form of togetherness simply for forever
Nathaniel Sep 2018
Eyes close and minds clear
Old time is frozen in new fear
Sweet serenity joins in spree
With lips of honey
and the smell of lime trees

The fog has lifted and faded away
And the mind is awoken by the light of midday
The poet wishes for nothing more
but to sit and enjoy the stone cold floor

No comfort of distraction
to distract his mind from action
Only his pen is rightful upon the bricks
he finds true rest on his frigid fix

Solace surrounds the thinker
who's mind slides free
and rhymes go linger
Nathaniel Sep 2018
Troubled by the same being over the years, sweet breath chilling my spine. God told me stories of how he has seen me cry and watched me fall and I smiled when he finished but now I am not smiling anymore. Now I am troubled.
Nathaniel Aug 2018
Simple, not sustainable  
The mind of a coward is uncontainable
free to bleed on pages for hours
but his work is not adaptable
call attention for fraud
because he's an alienable
monster of a man  
god bless the bland
and
god bless the stranger
Unaware of the danger
that a free pen cost
A mind and a soul for paper
Not a writer a maker
only less convincing
then the man
assuring everyone of his winnings
and when time slays the man
his writing will be where he stands
on the cold ground
with a warm pen in his hand
Nathaniel Aug 2018
You never saw the look in her eye
when she said goodbye

Crystal tears and a blooded face
there was never such sadness in one place

Do not wipe your weeping tears
Cry still beyond for many years

For those not missed can not say
I will be remembered another day
Do not worry, you've been loved.
Nathaniel Aug 2018
Heaven's gates open in beat with my eye lids
As we stumble in sweet confusion
We can taste the air as an ostrich wine
And the only sounds are angelic choirs joined in mirth
The walls are painted scenes blessed in eternal movement
With God himself scribing the tales
Telling stories of triumph merged in harmony
And penmanship worthier than any poet

Men docilely behold grace itself on the walls of heaven
Ever worthy of the eyes of mankind
Of those who stole a glance turn to gold
And immortals join in ritual

The sense of sight, light, is portrayed as holy crystals
Incandescent stalagmites create divine paths for righteous to follow
While those lost in damnation are lead to eternally fall
As the path lingers the walls inspire a revelation in ones heart
Blessing all who listen, with God's word
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