Memories laid to rest,
no longer vital
of lingering days that
had left me then in dismay,
like ancient times,
where civilizations were ruined and lost,
and even before that,
where the souls long passed, forgetting.
And the lighthouse waits
while they sit not heeding,
these times where morality has ceased,
and love for God, abandoned for love of 'self'
How crucial a time,
unprecedented,
starry nights are fading
and only the reminisce of light remains
and still we wait,
as cattle straying,
for the hour that is forthcoming.
-L.D.

I see blues, and loss
anger, confusion and hopelessness.
Dear Friend, can't you see, your halo
still exists? Behind all those shadows,
In your own muse, do you refuse to be grateful?
Stranded, as lost in sea...In waves of darkness
you bleed. Drowning in the abyss of your lack of self-love.
Why can't you see the stars inside you, are no less than those above?
Magnificence lies behind what you think you should be and pretend you are. Who tricked you not to see? to lose sight of your worth?
Who are they that have rejected? To be grateful to love? To say they are not good enough?
-L.D.

Can I convince you of a day
our egos will not play in the wildernesses they create?
Can I convince you of a day
good hearts will not be ridiculed and mocked?
Can I convince you of a day
love will finally triumph from the pain of it all?
Can I convince you,
that one day,
the heart of hearts,
well tell us,
what love wasn't?
For, it's not,
this pain,
we create.
-L.D.

They caused a great suffering of winter days and autumn storms,
until the heart quaked and the spirit rose, had I but a heart of stone
and prayed night and day, the ascent wouldn't take...
for it's not the mind but the heart that takes us to heavens gates
and I heard  whispers of hate,
ridicule and lies,
blasphemy and slanders,
the devil seeks not those that lack faith,
Thus it was, I endured the pain, climbing the steep thorny hills towards love, with a reminding conviction of a lovesick lover, forsaking the lies of a shallow world for an eternity of bliss.
The fevers came, the chills and sores, the ascent is full of aches. They said you have no proof of initiation, your dreams were meddled, your experiences false, your imperfect and your ego speaks lies...
and to that I said," to you be your deeds and to me, be mines!"
Avalanches of hate held in disguise, I attempted to ward off evil, with truth and love, not hate.
The path towards love, is full of tests, without courage impossible to partake.
The sun beams in the hearts, lighting the path of they that use their intellects, and who dare attempt to take the leap of faith.
And to they, I say, "fear not the arrows thrown, even from they you once held close,
for though they plan,
they shall never win!
-L.D.

The earth has too much filth
and me a woman in it,
have I not received my fair share of it?
Cold seasons, too many...
when will she throw up her burdens from within?
when will we breathe the white snow of pure tranquility together?
Oh, how I always wonder how hearts wither and die...
but I just can't,
I can't give up,
not on
Love.
-L.D.