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Hold on tight and never carve your hope and faith in wood
Because that old wood is made to burn
For you will never see the flame or smell the smoke
And the world will let regret go on and on
Smiling as it turns

A soul will continue to ache until it disentangles itself
From all the players it beholds
Who even from childhood stung with words
That could fill a heart with sadness
Make your blood run cold

If someone told you to forget all your dreams
That you are nothing, a nobody
Would that old sun just stop shining above
And your world be dark with shadows
Only, if you let it be

Do not let the words of some steal your skies
Always know this one thing
If you hold on tight to faith and hope
Carved deep in precious stone
You can do anything
Copyright *Neva Flores @2011
www.changefulstormpoetry.blogspot.com
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I have seen the face of there is no going back
Wiped away the tears of hate
Held the hand of addiction’s bitter hatred
Ripped the mask from a lie’s
Own face

I have reached way up to touch the bottom
Said goodbye, then returned
To feel my heart break one more time
When the fingers of my regret
Got burned

I have walked in the darkness of I can’t feel
Because I choose not too
Fell face down and bumped my head
On every feeling I numbed
From truth

But I saw the face of I can still go on
Looked into my own eyes
Crawled out of darkness in such pain
Even those empty spaces
Made me cry

I am no different than you or you from me
We both carry our own pain
I only know that now I choose to feel
Enjoy my life with no regrets
In the light remain
Copyright *Neva Flores-Smith @2011
Let the clouds up in heaven watch the wings of time
While our hearts pull down our shades
Listen as they claim them as their very own
Forgotten like flowers in the wind
Our petals will not fade

Time will stand still and there will be no change
Our hearts will stand in youth
Walking softly within a tender strength
Bright lanterns that will silence
Time’s wings of truth

Our eyes will sweetly smile at silver threads of life
Knowing they will never ever age
Rewriting our own history on either side
Without those heavy wings of time
Brushing on the page

The wings of time demand; tirelessly they seek
A taste of life upon their tongue
Let the clouds up in heaven watch them fly
Our hearts pulled down the shades
Once again, we are young
Copyright *Neva Flores @2011
www.changefulstormpoetry.blogspot.com
http://user.adme.in/blog/browse/u/Changefulstorm
So many things cry out to my heart as I look into the sky
I see ten thousand tears falling unsatisfied
From a heaven that has left the pain of every day
To still be felt when breathing in a new dawn’s
Wondrous rays of light

Shadows clearly lie awake murmuring undiscovered truths
Sending looks and smiles in all of their demands
While they watch the curtains close on so many lives
Who never took a chance to look outside
What they did not understand

Bricks are placed one by one around the love we hold inside
Until forever becomes a word that drifts away
Into all the tears that fall unsatisfied among shadows
That lie awake crying out to my heart
No more straw and clay
Copyright *Neva Flores @2011
Morning rises in such extraordinary ways;
touching on what is real
When you have been spinning round
in fairy tales
Where stars are silver haired ladies
whose souls have awakened
The smile
carried deep in the pockets
of mist filled clouds
Revealing an upside moon
unveiled

North winds created doorways
radiating single rays of light
That changed the stories old familiar taste
Within dreams a new flame burns on the rosy cheeks
Whose ears are now bent down to hear music
A sleeping soul will make

The heart of the sky melts into bowls;
fills them to their brims
Full of sweet thoughts to save for a rainy day
Unlike the ones you read
in those books you treasure
They dwell inside your heart
softly listening
For you to come and play

Tangled up in fantastic ribbons
of curiously spinning tales
One’s imagination can escape innocently
Into places where everything flows
purely fantastic
To carry on with them when morning rises
To touch upon their reality
© 2011 Neva Flores - Changefulstorm
Changefulstorm Poetry - http://www.changefulstormpoetry.blogspot.com
Changefulstorm - Categorian - http://user.adme.in/blog/browse/u/Changefulstorm
I was floating towards being certain
the whole night through
Sleep must live in bubbles that dance on sighs
When half the thoughts stirring in my bones took delight
In pressing their soft lips of innocence
Against my mind’s eyes

Silence weighed my heart to find a riddle never solved
Speak of precious hours of restful sleep
Buried in my mind in the sweet form of dreams
Circling those moments twilight hours
Tend to always keep

Why should I not speak aloud when it’s that time again
Clear restless ground where bubbles leap
So I can wake up in the morning chasing dreams
Not worried about unsolved riddles
Silence loves to keep

I was floating towards being certain the whole night through
Sleep must live in bubbles that dance on sighs
Then one by one I watched them kiss me with delight
I left silence with all her unsolved riddles
As I closed my eyes
© 2011 Neva Flores - Changefulstorm
Changefulstorm Poetry - http://www.changefulstormpoetry.blogspot.com
Changefulstorm - Categorian - http://user.adme.in/blog/browse/u/Changefulstorm
Through rain that sounds on hills of tiny moments
Somewhere beneath a faithful plea
We act out in the deepest shades of gray
As intellects passing in cascades
Of sailing ecstasy

Poets reflecting secret words which breathe in joy
Hiding our thoughts in perfect prose
Until the heavens embrace our smiling sun
And we speak in tongues
That we chose

With full cups of dreams from our imaginations
Step by step we advance on shores
Until all your thoughts rhyme in emotions
And all those tiny moments
Become yours
© 2011 Neva Flores - Changefulstorm
Changefulstorm Poetry - http://www.changefulstormpoetry.blogspot.com
Changefulstorm - Categorian - http://user.adme.in/blog/browse/u/Changefulstorm
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