bleak night comes to pass
crescent moon smirks a good morn' ~
augury of hope
Date written: 01/21/2023
Razzle dazzle us with honey suckle flowers sweet sweet summer
and bring us butterflies of spring, on your shiny golden hummer
Let the golden sun kiss the earth and let the wild birds fly along
the beach, as we sandal up and walk the shore with happy song
Dizzle drazzel the ruby roses as they come to grow alongside you
let us feel the warm breeze on our skin and help us blush anew
Beneath the heaven, let there be light and a tad of cerulean blue
I know you know the ways of health so please, sunray us a few ?
Frizzle frizzle goes the pavement as we geer up for the heat
give us plush green grass for we are eager to plant our feet
we need playgrounds we need parks , an even open view
we need children's laughter, pretty flowers of every hue
Razzle dazzle us with honey suckles and wild wild roses too
we need a world full of people who are healthy, once anew .
The Altered Land
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There is another world in my dreams
A dream where only I know to walk alone
Beyond control… beyond my means
Yet the altered land belongs the place I call home
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To Embrace The Unknown
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What tomorrow may bring?
What of yesterday be of reminiscence today?
And of dreams to welcome the unknowing
Is there enough words in the voicing to say?
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{Let this night be embraced of love
Be of love to remember this night
For tomorrow once more is to serve
With a memory of once love to hide}
And as I slept from, I awoke
To a modern reality from an ancient dream
Will Alkaiya be well, can I trust to hope?
Yet haven’t I learn that nothing is to seem!
I cannot begin to imagine what be like
To begin to love and to then learn to unlove
Perhaps all be better to simply have died
And no longer even, need I evermore serve
Yet somehow I find myself not blaming the Heavens
For their given fates upon my questing time
Rather, I accuse myself with substantial reasons
To have lowered my guards from the means of love from behind
I do wonder sometimes, have I wronged Ei-rian
To once again love and abandon her with regard
Need I seek for forgiveness from the Angel of Dreams?
To acknowledge her devotion of a hundred years I tore apart
Right now, simply I must do what I have to do
To ensure the dominance of The Ancients be led in good faith
Though in one sense, I prefer neither to overrule
Perhaps a deeper self of mine is a fight for love I’ll have save
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A Wanderer’s Path
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The route seems forever path in darkness
No returning and no receiving end
Beyond eternal dreams, blind and sightless
A wanderer’s path to belong the loneliest of a man
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And all this time, I am to think the ancient world a nevermore
Little had I realize that tranquility has found a place
The undecipherable meaning of the void left vividly to recall
Is yet once again, to haunt another beginning of phase
Perhaps from then, why the emblem doesn’t work for The Askance
Is because it has yet to be bond with a soulless spirituality
And only through this path of misfortune can it receive its essence
Can finally my role as the Knight be in ultimate tranquility
Another chapter to begin, am to encounter
I wonder how much more of this lifeline I can undertake
I fear of this to last through my lifetime forever
Of the given quest, of a destiny unfathomable to await
Is Alkaiya I’m to kill from a prophesize dream?
Is Ei-rian the befallen I’m to love once again?
Are the Gods to triumph in The Ancients within?
Is my mortal self ever more for reality to remain?
This night, I’m to remember the fear from before
The every reason for each of the every cause
And from The Askance, came words I suddenly recall
‘Fear is a fire to temper courage… and resolve’
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“The path of light
Is never the quest for reasons!
As dark as any night
Belongs the true nature, herein The Ancients”
Of the path Alkaiya endured alone
Those were her words, spoken in courage
Indeed no longer, she needs walk on her own
For my return shall suffer the DarkLord be acknowledged
With the spirit of The Askance in my hand
I knew in regardless, I am to meet him soon
And from a little twirl amidst the sand
I departed from the ancient world whence begone the moon
And I awoke from my dream
Reality remains as calm as before
Yet unnaturally, the nightmare was ushered in
The death of Alkiaya I can only solemnly recall
Much as I want to forget, I cannot
For if the day shall come, must one prepare?
A prophecy to overcome, needs to be fought
To maintain a balance for The Ancients to bare
May the light of Erl-gria shelter her!
If my silent prayer be heard
And soon, I yearn will my dreams deliver?
Till my path will reveal the Goddess of Word
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Broken Dreams
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The moment has come
The moment has gone
Be it reality, be it dreams undone
Yet neither to be, to truly belong
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Incantations
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Behind the eye, a story unfolds
Some love beyond ancient dreams
I hear not what I’m told
For nothing is what it seems
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The Awaited
The rain is upon me this night
This night when all else seems lone
In riddance perhaps from too much light
Blinded from all, to find a way home
Home is where comfort belongs
Yet my home, buries but broken dreams
And so it morrows, each every morn
When nothing evermore is what it seems
There is love to return to
Some love I’m unable to simply part
Absurdly, I remain your fool
Though I know soon, you’ll break my heart
A thought I simply ignore
When at home, you’re always there
My thoughts again as I recall
As this night we lay naked bare
And soon you’ll sleep, so will I
Shall my dreams enchant as I wonder alone?
My silent thoughts as I awaited to defy
If everything can be as true to a home!
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The Dawning
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A voice from spirits within
A language eludes in ancient tongue
Either to be, neither a dream
Of words a resonance, beyond eternal months
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We look, askance, at self in jest
with naked, empty eyes;
we try to chart the track that’s best
through life’s uncertain skies.
We cannot make an outward choice
without an inward glance
to check the state of mother’s voice--
we dare not take the chance.
The lords of ambiguity,
we work to earn a “name”,
pursuing great celebrity--
while demonizing same.
He who listens will never be heard
He who sees will never be seen
A tongue utters but never of words
A mind wanders forever in dreams
He who kills will forever fear
He who flees will forever triumph
A life implore for death to near
A soul mindless without reasons
He who battles will forever win
He who seeks will never hide
Blood be bled will never be cleaned
Sins… will never be purified
Here he lies, betrayed by all
Here in torment, he sees not release
Who shall come to pass, will fall
Who shall come to pass will forever flourish
His soul lives eternally for revenge
His soul remains unrest for another
He who comes to pass shall avenge
To those of sinned till death be forever
To look askance,
is a real weird body stance,
thought meeting the eye,
for each staring eye,
conveyed violence of sorts,
sight rays clashed and hurt bad,
but then looking askance,
is furtive and shy,
sometimes remorseful,
and at some others hiding plain lies,
how did eye movements got into reflexes,
I wished it was not so much on its own,
and rather in my control,
so that I can look askance,
when I normally now do not.
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