SOULSTEALING....

Soul Stealing

Remembrance meets madness from hell

Veils drape over souls as well

as yesterday flounders on life's shoals

and breath of mind is taken from the old

When the dullest shades of grey

harbors jagged twisted branches that stay

and promote persistent random decay

making beautiful remembrances their prey

'Tis memories that once supported happiness

that now dwell in the gulf of forgetfulness

Forever lost during the minds cellular death

taken from the souls gentle breath

Swarms of connections lost overnight

separated from the bodies beating heart
 destroyed by retreating gray matter

 No longer safe within the cranial shelter

Joyful memories of all kinds

blissful thoughts forever in decline

are stolen by this insidious foe daily

as personal identity fades slowly

Fervent prayers ask for the nightmare to end

they are on the lips of family and friend

as this disease of modern life

continues stealing souls without a fight

  

LOST DAY....

LOST DAY

He rises before the sun

Ahead of sleep undone

light will follow this morning

and time will mark him a victim

Star speckled night has come to pass

forming dew on blades of grass

Night breezes falter in dark chill

fragrant motion becomes still

In depths of emotional tides evermore

fresh debris litters his sandy shore

Pulse quickens as the new day begins

bearing visions of angel wings again

They rise from his abysmal state of mind

flashing whiteness rendering him blind

and only the awareness of his beating heart

sustains today's desire to again start

For in yesterdays regret certainly lies

fear of the mornings fresh new sky

Purplish streaks bend around corners

becoming shadows of dim colors

Indeed, those moments gently comfort him

they favor his awareness of like victims

Mercy blends into his life by chance ever present

reflects his love of every instant

Like geese in flight against the setting sun

or nimble swallows swooping in fun

He has a fervent wish to banish dream shadows

and replace them with vibrant rainbows

While painting mind colors of every hue

he once had visions of purpose in living hell

and they appeared clear as a bell

but darkness troubled his confused mind

with life to live and work to find

Green grass became insignificant

fresh air and reality became distant

As he struggled from day to day

Squandering his meager pay

When he returned home at twilight grey

He wept over the loss of another day

Blossoming Love...

Blossoming Love

As the lovely flower of love

envelops human nakedness

It radiates constant beauty above

the earths silent darkness

It dissipates the shadows in our minds

Feeds hopes that beckon ever clear

To mortal flesh in life unkind

as blossoming love transcends deaths fears

The lovely flower that grows in obscurity

must be content with its own beauty

as it endures its lone destiny

while living a life that no one can see

This blossoming love is like soft sands

that drift along the tides of life

Coursing loosely through wet hands

during the passing of nightly delight

This flowering love lies tangled in our hair

It energizes separate souls entwined

Adds beauty to life elated with fragrant air

while singed by the spirit of oaky wine

and captures the flowing river

that runs to the ocean blue

and much like a perpetual prayer

it revives the soul with passions new

The DANGEROUS PRINCE....

The Dangerous Prince

When that day arrives

and faceless lips from heads unwise

shout rebellion among themselves

The Prince will step from his dusty shelf

onto the stage of lofty power

very distant from ivory towers

and recite with impunity obvious circumstances

that resonate with the silent speculations of the masses

He will be the social instrument

that torments our Nations immigrants

and baffles our prosperous and educated class

He will officiate the forthcoming black mass

In a setting of red, white and blue

and with iconic hair askew

he will glow in the spotlight

and please those tired of government blight

his rhetoric will descend from blue skies

stick to Nationalism on the rise

and because past leadership is reprehensible

the Princes popularity will be inexhaustible

DANGEROUS FEELINGS...

Dangerous Feelings

Feelings surface here and there

wrapped in emotions that lead nowhere

and words that linger in the brain

cascade into pools of permanent ink stains

Welcomed visions light up the night

angels out of focus and out of sight

speak words whispered in the dark

words cast in the night coldly stark

Poisoned passion derails the heart

causing the soul to wither in fright

and binds the spirit in chains of rejection

that reside in the mantle of sensual creations

Emotions tend to obliterate reality

with their magical melody

They fan the flames of what could be

and are then quenched by personal destiny

DANGEROUS JOURNEY...

Dangerous Journey

The blistering heat rises on hopes path

as they walk away from homeland epitaphs

They have no sense of dangers ahead

their combined hopes are vision fed

Doom is repressed in their minds play

as human fate arrives to stay

their soul numbing voyage rages

written in histories somber pages

Their communal breath is fed

by the reality of family now dead

There's no looking back at darkness descending

only hope for healing light in the morning

In distant lands awaits hopeful times

away from Syria's decay and evil clime

Tomorrows journey of promise is slight

as it lives in the morning and dies at night