Lightbringer

In a world full of sorrow

With nothing but pain

How can I be kind

With nothing to gain

 

Yet you smile

Like an incandescent dream

Against odds and oddity

In a world miserably mean

 

You show us a path

Forgotten and ignored

And a humble sense of humanity

Once adored

 

My own reflection

Is my worst nightmare

Haunting and daunting

Embodiment of despair

 

Yet you carried this burden

This long, this far

Only to be rewarded with betrayal

At the judgement hour

 

Yet you smile

Like dawn of spring

In a world that treats you

Like a plaything

 

The blame is mine

And I bear it in shame

This guilt, this suffering

My existence, my bane

 

In a darkened world

You’re a speck of light

Which I once cultivated

Now lost, and denied

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The Ocean Between Us

How can the apathetic ocean separate us

When I can hear your heartbeat

In its pregnant silence

And you, my love, can hear my song

Carried by the gentle wind

And the lovely winter birds

How can our love be bound to you or me

When we aren’t

I can still smell you in the evening air

While the sun drowns

Just like I do

In an ocean of you

Lonely nights bring memories of you

Of our time together – good and bad

And I embrace every moment of it

The water of my tears, my witness

I hope you long for me

With your every breath

The ghost of my warm embrace

Lingering in your dreams

Oh, my love, how I miss you

And that intoxicating smile

More potent than the finest of wines

How I long to hold your hand

To never let go of it again

And walk with you down the solitary road

In the pouring rain

You are my anchor

Something to hold on to

I love you my darling

I really do

Wayward Passion

It starts with one
And ends with two
This love is wicked
And so are you

You play me like a child
A child with a gun
I am the one to suffer
You just aim and have fun

Like showers of the winter
You are fairly cold inside
And being the summer breeze
I just follow and abide

I like this feeling
And I like you too
But you keep playing me
Whatever I do

I have accepted your love
Its wickedness and perilous
Maybe you should accept mine
For it’s pure not scurrilous