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Sand Drops Sep 2013
Morbid nights of endless past and future
A darkness i'd endured in unwavering solitude
A tormenting blight forged with evanascent hope
My identity had all but lost its face

A maiden forged from the scales of heaven
A twist of the warm dark waves of locke
A brown eyed hue of sparkly dews
Sculpted out a beauty divine
A never ending feast, crave my lifeless eyes

A smile is all, darkness be gone
Your laugh it strings every beat of my soul
A glow you eminate, i stray not away
A simple whisper, i waver not from your side

The nights of yore are long forgotten
Unblinking, blinding lights i endure
Hope has taken form, a beauty undiscovered
Deny this you may, an unmarked angel you are
forever mine to protect
Sand Drops Sep 2013
A vessel that soars high and strong
Bearing all burdens,even the wrong
Through storms wrought even in hell
She floats by, a resilient shell


Many a man,bore her grudge
Naught one a worthy judge
She be the sea's maiden
Where countless souls wander, bidden


Cloudy nights may cover her way
Countless rains, her heart may sway
Trust is her holy grail
Those with, she protects even frail


She asks naught much for return
Just passion, a zealous burn
Her crew are of many places
It matters not their faces
She does not judge them
All are good graces, their bonds a gem
Sand Drops Sep 2013
A lamb lost in a field
It strays and brays
I count the stars passing
Day turns to dawn
The unsaid remains


Yesterdays sun, a bright memory
Todays sun, a murky rememberance
Tommorows sun, an endless darkness?
The shadow i fear most
I know in exact what is hidden


It pains, It hurts
Yet it cannot be shown
The difference, a mere shrug
A silence that cannot be broken
My path is dark


2 roads lead to my road
one hidden, the other mistaken
Not a sign i see before me
A dark i can see
But dare not see


I am lost in a field
I stray in a fleeting hope
save me
Sand Drops Sep 2013
A few drops of sunshine
A milky blight moon
A radiant blue sketch
A reassurance from the brown mother


The soft touch of white
The palpable coat of breath
The calm voice of blue land
The sigh from the blue mother


Green spots the canvas
Yellow paints the picture
Black covers the painter
Mother green, a faint cry


Grinding they dig deep
Shining they **** many
Smiling they go blind
Bleeding, wails red mother


All branches unite
Roots across the sea
Leaves whisper a final plea
Our mother is silent
Sand Drops Sep 2013
Cold stars torch the night
Untrue lights hold my sight
A lie is all i will to state
The darkness consuming, I its bait.


The world is silent
My heart violent
I gasp a final breath of absolve
Steeling my eerie resolve
A life lost, a life found
The meaning had become sound
In its wake I lay awake
Lying still for the world's sake


A lie is all I will to state
The darkness consuming, I its bait.
Sand Drops Sep 2013
trudge, traipse, troll and wane
bustling along the winding que
a sea of faces, a wave of masks
pondering along inured to all

walls of spikes held up high
forts these are, not open not whole
misery ridden hands writhe agape
solemn cries muddled in laughter
lights so bright, blinding at sight
the fates have been written
the bridges have been awoken

time heals all, but broken it has
the bridges the walls now open to all
a whole we become, the cries no more
trudge and wane, masks no more
a little ambiguous i know, but bear with me.. rather a poem that is explicit, one that has personal interpretations I find are more ubiquitous

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