"afear" poems
Yet by nights celestial light
when stars arrest in lovers heart,
and lungs made lead afear to breathe
and souls unwhole are torn apart.
The waters edge tinged by tears
salt upon salt a plaintiff squall,
as buzzards circle mocking me
as or' our lives shadows fall.
Whilst given time alone to think
my ev'ry thought returns to you,
and moments spent in shaded glen
doing the things lovers do.
So hear my pain and heal my heart
just promise my dark won't our souls part.
Mar 3, 2012
Mar 3, 2012 at 6:39 PM UTC
Afear not the prison of the felons
But the prison of the spirit and soul
The heaviness of emptiness
In men’s lives
Suffocates the illumination of elation
Even around human beings
It is rare to find a circle of humanity
Only the centre of silence too loud
We never care
Silence built sturdily amongst mankind
To restrain and strangle the mind in solitude
And fading its peace away
Thus void be called my hearth
Till I embrace the shadows of death
Alone and alone the angels of hollow
Shall cuddle my soul cold
And drag me to the grave
Sing no song of sympathy
Nor thy cold condolences
When I’m gone
For thou shall forget of liberty
And venerate divinities of lonesomeness
When silence sighs alive amongst your souls
Let it not breed
And defeat humanity
Relent not to that kind of wicked war
Let it ebb afar from thy generation
And construct love and care strongly
For my children
For unity is the reliable strength of society
Let it be a custom to keep it firm
Since it takes society to raise a child
Raise them warriors
And patriots of humanity
And thou shall breathe happiness eternally
And love be spread to my people
Jun 20, 2016
Jun 20, 2016 at 5:36 AM UTC
The ocean is your love,
Not what you think at all,
And you’re an animal,
To choose to fly or fall.
A dove, so born, you be,
Safe in a nest well built,
No lean, nor slant, nor tilt,
The branches, leaves, all stiff,
Precarious on - a cliff.
As far as you can see,
The ocean stretches out,
You might be one to doubt,
To jump into the wind,
And trust your fate destined.
Yet the farther now
You’re from ocean low
Deeper into love
Destined fall will prove.
Some learn to fly and glide,
Above the waters fierce,
Above the waves so soft,
Above the rising tide.
Yet should a storm loom near,
Its rain so sharp to pierce,
Even your wings aloft,
Would succumb to the fall you fear.
And as you fall, you think,
Why did I ever fear
To fall this dreaded fall
The wind does snear and leer,
But it does not hurt at all.
Indeed it feels, you think,
As though you have begun,
With heaven wings now new
A journey much more fast and fun.
And as the blue wide sea,
Comes flying fast at you,
You think that it must be,
All you’ve wished for too.
Sometimes the fall is different,
And starts with just a tumble down,
As though it weren’t first sight,
The accident of – a clown.
But in the end you splash,
And lunge, and plunge, and crash,
Into the water deep,
To hide the tears you weep,
Of joy and sorrow too,
For love has come to you.
You sink and watch the sea,
A fish of gold is there,
And asks you quietly,
To swim, oh, would you care?
And should you say “I do”
A bird no more you be,
To swim without air you,
In love, a fish must be!
From there you may not fall,
But that is what love is,
If there you cannot swim,
Things are not right at all.
The sorry sorry bird,
The tells the gold fish “Nay”,
Must struggle straggled up,
And climb up from a bay.
Onto land and back to life,
Of bird and gill-less soul,
You could not take the strife,
Of swimming in that blue sea bowl.
But hope is not yet lost,
You might fall down into
The sea once more again,
To feel the thrill of being two,
And losing wings is little cost.
You might afear the sea,
And climb up far above,
But high as you may be,
If once you miss a step and fall
You will fall deeper into love,
Then hadn’t you climbed at all.
But love is not the fall,
No – no – not at all,
The ocean is your love,
Are you a fish, or dove?
Jan 13, 2019
Jan 13, 2019 at 12:44 AM UTC