What am I to do?

When the voices start talking

When the sea begins to beckon

Bereft of comforting

What am I to think?

When the sadness kicks in

As the darkness descends

Left to chaos and sin

Will these words ever reach you?

Will you ever understand?

That it has always been about you

As if it’s been planned

All those silent pleas

All the prayers to the gods

All the words I’ve whispered

Through this life I’ve plod

The winds have carried my thoughts

The shadows, my longings

Every sunrise, my hopes

And every sunset, my dreamings

Every fiber of my being that screams in agony
Every thought, every impulse like a sick, sordid symphony
In silence I despair

Thoughts of you are torture
My mind strays, no matter the control
Together for us is no future
Drowning this delusion in alcohol

Would you love me still if I were mad
For I tread that path in between worlds
Where reality is but a delusion
And alone I wander my illusion

The waves, they called to me

As they built their crescendo

Angrily crashing on those rocks

My name, they have echoed

Many a heart were broken
In her younger years
Many a word left unspoken
To those she held dear

Requiescat In Pacem

when I leave this world
look not for me under the dried ground
but look up and see me beneath the skies

when I pass from this realm
weep not for my absence from your crowd
but feel my presence in the gentle wind

find solace in my words, those that I've writ
know that this heart belongs to you and only you
that I will always be a part of your soul

on a cold day, let our memories warm you up
and when you are down, let the same memories lift your spirits
look back with fondness and love

it matters not how I leave this world
you were my salvation, my life, my soul
I lived and not merely existed

and this is enough

~aleck
05022017

My spirit is broken now
But I know it will heal
With it I swear my vow
Never again to feel

The wind will carry my kisses
The warm sun, my caress
My words shall be embraces
When you've nowhere else to rest

The past imprisons us
In memories of grandeur
Of lives long gone
Of lost loves and stature

The past imprisons us
In ideals and hopeful wishes
Of blissful summers
Love letters and sweet kisses

This past that imprisons
Are but memories now
Of old smiles and old pains
Throbbing echoes somehow

~aleck solier

I have been forgotten

But I do not mind

As his life is his own

And I am left behind

He has lived without me

And I without him

Yet I could not believe

How it could’ve been

I melt in his arms

I shiver from his caress

His eyes have imprisoned me

Intentions I need to guess

What is it that I see?

Or have I been misled?

Is that an ounce of honesty?

Or are they just dead?

in hushed tones
and behind shadows
in a far away land
beyond the meadows

beneath the stars 
and under these skies
in a blanket woven
of breaking sunrise

by the ­shores 
of forgotten heartaches
pulsating dreams 
and constant he­artbreaks

there lies one 
who is worth it all
the risk, the pain
the bottomless fall

Those piercing eyes
Penetrating gaze
Those loving arms
A warm embrace

Those soft lips
Intense kisses
Those staunch hands
Caressing misses

His baritone voice
A soothing calm
His tender kiss
My lulling balm

His gentle touch
My very weakness
His drop dead smile
The sun in this darkness

He who has enamored
this soul from its perch
He who has brought back
lost love and mirth