Adolph Hamilton

Today I met my past ,not the one I created,  but the one in which I was cast

It seemed to have accepted its fate ,to already  realize it was much too late

It no longer held the power over me it once had ,the questions the wondering,  the if only I had.

In the same room the future sat too,
Briefly holding its place with the past But destin to make its own mark at last

It feared moving on ,all on its own. but it had  a story to tell, a tale to be told ,a future upon which the past had no hold.

So as countless times before the past moved  on , to happier days . The future stepped out into the suns rays,Bravely into life, to meet its fate ,its very own past to create.
A.William Hamilton
For Meg .while I sat with my sister before she (past )along side of her was her daughter the( future)

I stood alone on the egde of the night.

Listening to the waves as they beckon the light .

Darkness surrounds the whole of my soul,this murky deep blackness that is so cold.

Lost and lovelorn is my plight I asked you to be with me here tonight.

But that was not what fate had in store, Alone with my demons I stand on the shore .

How did I get here so close to deaths door.

The cool salty water beckons me forth, with the promise of peace and enduring warmth.

Her eyes burn with a fire that lit my days

She moved with a grace that did not abade

When her lips touched mine my breath would fade

Lost in my love for her I would remain

But alas she was a spirit not to be tamed.

When your looking for peace, Iam easily found.

On the beach, where the waves make that lovely sound.

In the darkness on the edge of town

When you walk alone, your feet in the sand.

Just think of me and youll feel my hand.

Ive left so much of myself on that beach,

That there Ill be forever, always within reach.

I stood alone on the egde of the night.

Listening to the waves as they beckon the light .

Darkness surrounds the whole of my soul,this murky deep blackness that is so cold.

Lost and lovelorn is my plight I asked you to be with me here tonight.

But that was not what fate had in store, Alone with my demons I stand on the shore .

How did I get here so close to deaths door.

The cool salty water beckons me forth, with the promise of peace and enduring warmth.

They knew me better then I knew myself, my found brothers.

Then saw into my soul and named me accordingly

After a fortnight my name was written upon the sky and the elders rejoiced

Gone from my soul was my Christian name and in its place the name of my true essence

It took me many years to understand my name is, flys alone and Iam a warrior.

Dont look for the man you used to know , I cut his chains and freed him long ago.

I buried him with all his grief, freed forever from past
His soul born again alas.

Iam not who you may think, not god nor man. Let go of the past and be who I'am .

There was a time when you owned me a willing slave I will no longer be.

The sun now bright and the air so clean
I start anew with my slate clean.

They knew me better then I knew myself, my found brothers.

Then saw into my soul and named me accordingly

After a fortnight my name was written upon the sky and the elders rejoiced

Gone from my soul was my Christian name and in its place the name of my true essence

It took me many years to understand, my name is, flys alone and Iam a warrior.

Her eyes carried the fire that could only be felt in ones soul.

She walks in the verse
I struggle to write

She is my moon on a starlit night

The cool summer breeze on a warm dark beach

Caressing my face yet so far out of reach.

Yes thats me.

The only one I feel.

Can it really be.

Alone is the worse thing to be.

Hopefully soon you'll notice me.

I fear forever I'll only be alone, with just me.

Time has past this much is true

But the words I write are still all about you

Your no longer here
But its still for you because of you , about you.

So perhaps I'll always have you in this special way. Mine forever. Though you did not stay.

Being the hopeless romatic in the face of reality , Is the loneliest place to be

To be the poet is really not that much

To be the inspiration
That takes a certain touch.  

I struggle with the words to capture that time. Alone with the vision of you so sublime.

The worse part of  having a muse.
Is that to them you are of no use.

If anyone cared this much about you to focus their day on all that you do.

You would feel so happy, its what you want most . But your eyes are blind to this simple host.

You search so long for someone to hold you dear all the while I'am right here.

My words written here you'll likely never see and the love that I felt will be felt but by me.

Missing one part to make me whole just one little part to complete my soul

The thing I cant have is easy to find. I see it everyday but it will never be mine.

I held it in my hand for a very brief time. I held it very tightly
Not wanting to part

The thing I'll never have well it is your heart.

You knew you werent the one but you went in anyway

No your sad its a mess and they just walked away .

You let yourself be brought here you bared your very soul

You knew you werent good enough but you never thought they were that cold .

Your heart will always betray you it doesn't know the rules

It falls for whom ever it wants and makes us look like fools.

You knew you werent the one but you went in anyway

No your sad its a mess and they just walked away .

You let yourself be brought here you bared your very soul

You knew you werent good enough but you never thought they were that cold .

Your heart will always betray you it doesn't know the rules

She was a force of nature, her hair flowing in the wind

Her heart beating with each incoming wave.

The moon was but a slave to her desire.

Into her passion I walked willing to be consumed by the fire.

A beauty who knew no equal, As such she would remain untamed,and unclaimed
  
Forever, alone
surround only by the hearts she stole

Falling with no regrets and total surrender.
Has hardened my heart that once was tender
But given the chance I would do it again
You see your heart does not remember.

The ink of a poets pen is filled from the well of heartache

Time has come and gone
Money has come and gone
Love sadly has come and gone
So in my private twilight I'am glad I stayed
To thy own self be true

A warriors mentally but a poets soul
Growing old alone with only my thoughts
No longer willing to compromise no matter the cost
Stand by me if you will or take your leave if you must.

Critique a poet if you must I simply dont understand the fuss.
One less period one more  comma, It means little to the human drama.
My words are my brush I paint what I see but most of all I write for me.
So if your easily offend by the rules of grammer I've broken. Pick up the hobbit by J.R.R.Tolkien.
My writing it seems is not for you we keep it real here it's just what we do.
I never judge nor do I critique I simply read what you write as though I'am listening to you speak.

You know what I let you it may not be me.or maybe it is we shall see.

I live in the shadow to scared to be free. I hide in my words my verse and my rhyme.

A lover a dreamer a poet all true ,but tomorrow may bring something totally new .

For those few who I really let in, your everthing to me from the time we begin.

She was a dangerous one the long tan legs in the warm summer sun.
Me I was lost in her eyes a hopeless romantic no where to hide.
I felt the noose tighten the closer we got ,like a moth to a flame not knowing its hot.
And I'd do it again despite all the pain, surrender myself willingly  to love just in name.

Love
Lost
Heartache
Alone
Love
Happiness
Heartfelt
Home

Gone is the reflection of you in my mirror
No longer am I whole just a wisp in the wind
No love no direction no worth have I now
Please help me find the strenght somehow
You cant take this much of me when you leave
Hollow devoid I'am but a sleeve.

Your on my mind all the time ,And I'am just
Lost in the memory but its fine

Someday you'll see I was the real one ,I just wish that day would come

Patently I'll just wait I have no choice, Its meant to be said the little voice.

If not in this life perhaps the next, silently I wait looking for your text

I stare at my phone hoping it will bring the joy I recive from that one little thing

I think to myself if only she knew , things would be different and me not so blue.

But I know its not true, I do all I can do. maybe I'am not the one after all.

It matters not someday you will see ,its always been just you for me.

Walk my beach in peace

Step into my ocean and dissolve

Sink into the warmth of my soul

Leave not a scar on my heart

One thing Ive learned writting poetry
There are many people as lonely as me
Forsaken by love ,broken of heart
Holding out hope for a fresh start
Hopeless romantics writing away pain
Facing each day with a renewed disdain.

Just a verse to tell you how missed by me you are.

Every time I walk the beach or wish upon a star.

I think about the good morning txs and wonder how you are.

I cant belive it still feels like this without so much as a kiss.

I often wonder how you feel, and if know how much your missed.

Time its said heals all ,I dont think it will this.

If this seems unfinished I suppose that would be right .

I sit and look at the stars and make my wish again tonight.

My heart hurts more everyday. Time does not heal all wounds. But rips the flesh to the depth of a casam. I miss the good morning tx the light hearted banter. Having someone truly caring . But it is atlast a fragile reality.  I have to be without you and you without me . I wonder did it mean to you what it ment to me . The answer
I know but prefer to pretend that you miss me too and this is not the end .

Spring is when love blooms.
Summer is when it grows.
Fall is when it soars.
And the cold hard winter is when it dies.
Su

I spend my time wandering with those who are lost.
For they are always searching for thier dream **** the cost.
A seeker I would rather be ,then a finder of  a life of mediocrity.

Tomorrow is a new day
These clouds will not keep your sun away

Lay your head down in peace this night
And all you fears,shall be gone by light

Be kind to all ,hold not a Grudge .put others first and never judge

You add the next verse my job is done ,I leave it to you
Now. while I wait on the sun

Dark is your heart
No light there in lives

A cold and brutal place
Without a touch of grace

But your smile belies what hides just below, the beauty you trade in to soon will go

Alone you will be with your dark little heart, forever together till death do you part

When I am alone I stared at the stars, I look and wonder where you are

I imagine you smiling, I hear your sweet laugh, instantly transported to a  time in the past.

I hope your not in some other place, starring longingly out into space.

But should you find yourself there, just thinking of me , know I'll be with you for all eternity.

I spent new years in my favorite place you know the one

Waiting for you, hoping you'd come .

Cold and alone I sat on the beach

Listening  to the waves as they break on the sand

I can almost feel the warm touch of your hand

This year will be different I know that to be true

If you can't come to me, then I'll come to you

Slowly I walk to the cold waters edge, not one more year I'll spend with this dread.

The water seems warm on the cold winters night. I feel at peace, it seems so right.

On this new year eve I bid you good night.

Tomorrow is a new day
These clouds will not keep your sun away

Lay your head down in peace this night
And all you fears,shall be gone by light

Be kind to all ,hold not a Grudge .put others first and never judge

You add the next verse my job is done ,I leave it to you
Now. while I wait on the sun

Where have all the poets gone the wordsmiths of this generation,  the fearless men and women once held in admiration

Lost to all eternity their anguish and their pain no love lorn tales or primal whails​ ,will be heard again

The romantics and the realist,all die a silent death
Lost to all eternity,amid the modern quest

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Perhaps the emotions too are lost that inspired these greats, the teenage angst , the broken heart, that life cut short by fate.

The hour is late ,and sleep but a dream the pen I hold my only means ,to cleanse my soul and find my inner peace

The delicate daffodils pushing up the sand, as the buds on the trees pry loose winter's hand

The air seems much lighter the days a bit  brighter

Everyone has a spring in their step a smile on their face, as the warm air pushes in the cold to replace

But the happy faces and joy of the season leave me depressed ,now without you there is no reason

No thoughts of the summer and the days on the beach ,all now a memory so far out of reach.

Left now with memories, but for me it was so real, with time they say all things will heal

A distance sweet  daydream after a warm summer rain,a chilling wind then blows and with it comes the pain

I can't quite describe the emptiness ,the longing inside
I retreat within myself wanting only to hide

That darknesss I once carried, that was cleansed from my soul by your loving light,has found its way back again chasing out the light.

I can not even speak when in her presence , nothing I do seems right , love lost like Innocence on a warm summer night .

She Slip from my fingers before I knew her touch , gone now is the women who brought me so much.

I was a pirate born upon the tide ,and traveling the direction that the wind provides ,my mistress ,my ship is all I need gracefully through the southern cross we did proceed ,you welcome as any to come along but you'd do well to remember this iam the captain and this life is my ship

Put yourself out there or you'll never know

Give love a chance ,see if it grows

But this do remember when your alone, each heart has a dark side that seldom is shown.

The pain I feel now I doubt will subside, the ache of this love as it slowly dies

Never again my heart will I give, this I do swear as long as I live .

You seem very happy with me now gone ,this fate awaits you it won't be long.

These words someday in your life will be true ,for what you did to me will be done to you .

Put yourself out there or you'll never know

Give love a chance ,see if it grows

But this do remember when your alone, each heart has a dark side that seldom is shown.

The pain I feel now I doubt will subside, the ache of this love as it slowly dies

Never again my heart will I give, this I do swear as long as I live .

You seem very happy with me now gone ,this fate awaits you it won't be long.

These words someday in your life will be true ,for what you did to me will be done to you .

Now we are only Strangers with memories, but for me it was so real

A distance sweet daydream
That's how it feels

I can't quite describe the emptiness ,the longing inside

The person I found within me retreated, wishing only to hide

The muse I had found and held so dear, no longer wants me near.

I can not even speak when in her presence , nothing I do seems right ,lost like innocence on a warm summer night .

She Slip from my fingers before I knew her touch , gone now is the women who brought me so much.

The warm west wind lays the ocean down ,inland brightly colored leaves litter the ground.

I stand alone on the cool dark beach the pods of bait just out of reach .I quietly walk my night time beat looking for a bass thats ready to eat.

I live for these days ,when the autumn takes hold ,a brief respite before the cold .

For twenty year I've danced this dance ,searching for the the alignment of preparation and chance.

Time well spent is all I will say call out sick and seize the day.

If you fall in love with a poet lucky you will be .
Regaled by love sonets and old English words like thou and whilst and thee

But be for warned of the darker side that few will ever see
The angst and anger that fuels the minds of poets such as me

I once had a love a beautiful love a  young
blonde  girl was she
She read all my writing and supported  and  encouraged me

But then it occurred the times I had to write to get these demons  out of me .no time to talk can't you understand just leave me to be me

And alas as time went past the young lady soon left me
A poets love is a different thing for almost whole are we

I need only a muse a comforter ,someone who prompts the  inspiration in me
Yes if you fall in love with a poet lucky I will be

If you fall in love with a poet lucky you will be .
Regaled by love sonets and old English words like thou and whilst and thee

But be for warned of the darker side that few will ever see
The angst and anger that fuels the minds of poets such as me

I once had a love a beautiful love a  young
blonde  girl was she
She read all my writing and supported  and  encouraged me

But then it occurred the times I had to write to get these demons  out of me .no time to talk can't you understand just leave me to be me

And alas as time went past the young lady soon left me
A poets love is a different thing for almost whole are we

I need only a muse a comforter ,someone who prompts the  inspiration in me
Yes if you fall in love with a poet lucky I will be