"nightin" poems
Last night I saw you.You were aloneand stiffThey told me to leave youthat I had done enough.How could I?When it never even began.Last nightwe said goodbyeDo you remember.Last nightI cutthe cordI cut my veinsand allowed the blood to runfree.Freer than ever beforeLast nightwe spokefor the last timeAnd in your voiceI smelt her breath.“Goodbye”“It was nice”“See you around”Never encompasswhat should be there.38You changedI changed.And in that I find solace.Change is progressof any sortand growthand that only ever meansNature taking its courseNaturallyYou and Iwere never meant to beLast nightIn my veinsI saw thatAnd I ranFree
Feb 25, 2010
Feb 25, 2010 at 6:05 AM UTC
Dwell I with thee, and thou love be,
forgo of best and better glee
That green and grasses, buds and bloom
with seasons soon leads us to tomb.
The earth is full, of signs untold
yet thine poor heart remains still cold
As nightin-gale in tone shall dress,
false raven thou it now will bless.
And posies mask not such decay
nor crypts of roses will me sway;
My heart renewed, my spirit clear
as flesh for stone replaced all fear.
Of gold for fools nor wool so warm
perceive not I as such a charm
for lasting day as long as wide,
awarded God his only bride.
Not hold me fast, thine belt of straw
nor any fancy me will draw.
Seasons may come and turn and fall,
this world does He not hold it all?
Dwell I with thee, my soul forsake?
November still, I shall not shake.
For my delight, lives He in me
in Him I dwell, not I with thee.
Mar 15, 2012
Mar 15, 2012 at 12:52 PM UTC
What is this you are doing to me?
I swear this is pure insanity;
My heart feels like a fluttering bird,
Catch it in your hands
And soothe it with just a single word.
May 18, 2016
May 18, 2016 at 7:24 AM UTC