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I wish to go home were I'm protected from life's downfalls.
To journey across the seven seas
While I'm in sadness counting all my flaws.
The weight of the planet's heartache and harm is bleeding.
Angels smile down as the demons look up, while plotting and feeding.
Dreaming every night of this place.
One could only pray of such a heavenly space.
We must work for it, put all this turmoil aside.
Lift our chests up and remember we have pride.
No matter what time it is, I'm willing to fight against the fire.
Vampires exist mind you they prey on our souls, this hour is dyer.
Lets build a new empire.
One that represents the human kind.
Lets all be kind
To one another, without jealousy or lies.
Shady plans as they whisper behind your back.
The love they show on the outside means jack.
Allow me to return to the vision seen.
A wonderful ground surrounded by nature and a useful team.
Imagine if every person just experienced the spark.
Point the bright torch at the furthest wall, its a bit too dark.
I see it in the distance.
Look at the state of the world.
Turn their money into power for our resistance.
pledge your allegiance to the mighty fight.
So we can all one day reach the land of the light.
At the last, tenderly,
From the walls of the powerful, fortress’d house,
From the clasp of the knitted locks—from the keep of the well-closed doors,
Let me be wafted.

Let me glide noiselessly forth;
With the key of softness unlock the locks—with a whisper
Set ope the doors, O soul!

Tenderly! be not impatient!
(Strong is your hold, O mortal flesh!
Strong is your hold, O love!)
I am brittle, not broken.

I am fragile, yet stronger than any part of me that ever begged for mercy from the sweet darkness that inhabits my silent hours.

My diagnosis will not define me. It is but a drop in the oceans of love that swell and ebb behind my vacant stare.

My mind may be tainted, it will often descend into darkness but it ascends to the light with such glorious grace that I am grateful for the duality.

I sometimes hold on too tightly as I quake amongst dreams of letting go.  White knuckles and curled fingers cling to the void that becomes my existence as my dark companion enters without pause or invitation and dances through my day with numbing ease. 

Today I will refuse to follow.
I remember the day , I didn't know what to say, stuck for words, everything seemed so blurred, I murdered a hug but people just shrugged I pretended I was ok but I have to say it didn't last too long just for the day,

No moment goes by that I don't wish you were here , lay awake at night trying to fight the tears, wishing you would come home , prove I'm not alone,

We'll meet again someday so they say and I pray that then you will stay, just hoping you're okay and at rest, the big man only takes the best, when he took you he passed that test

We all miss you like mad trying not be sad, put on a brave face just like dad .. To see you one more time would mean the world but maybe it would ruin the surprise of the future

When our day comes at least we know that we have a safe place to go with someone who cares I know you're up there somewhere watching me write this and keeping me safe telling me you're in a good place.
My very first poem I wrote after my grandad past away in 2010
 Apr 2015 Chetan Bhati
Ella Gwen
The moment I let myself love you
happened incidentally, it was never
my intention and, yes, I was fiercely opposed,
but sometimes letting go of this fight to
keep yourself distant is
fundamental to being awake.

I say a moment, it was more like a collection,
a combination, a calamitous effect
of all the instants we spent, your eyes
widening and dark lashes closing shut only
to open again, drowning upon my face.

Yes,
this is going nowhere except
for the fact it has all already helped
me cross oceans and I will always have
the memory of your laughter and that
one moment
when your face said my smile alone
made the sun shine.
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