In His Eyes

It was an old house, built for four, a warm place it was New dreams walked at my side holding hands ofcourse to not get lost As the sun arose again and again, so passed the feeling of something new One dream did stray away, never to find a place by his side again His foot prints too fled in fear from his presence A lost soul in search for direction without a map he was, looking for something not in fact His journey was long and without true sence of direction he toppled lots many times Yet his art in word flowed out like the rays leave the sun in all direction always warm A soothing feeling come over that broken heart, pathced together with a bandaid it held wholw And with every race of emotion the band aid strched a little until it no longer held the poets heart It broke, tossed and turned, it bleed out words of love and of life itself, poetry flowed out Many saw yet no one bothered to act on affection, the heart did bleed to death, fate? I really doubt With not much love in it, its spirit flew to higher realms, it wasn't a dream As it parted it felt so much peace within, and for once in its mass not a single sin For the world is based on lies and struggle The prince that dwells in these realms is the father of all evil, but truly I tell yee heshall not prevail A new scene takes act The heart came back anew, bonded by the love of Jesus Christ my Lord I no longer am a darkpoet, but a poet in love with God to His word I shall live and measured by his sword Look in, what do you see in his eyes?