i hear your voice in solitude
when all outward forces seize
and inward forces burst out in multitude
and all my hardships ease.
i want to hold your hand forever,
and would be with you
but waiting for you here, but none deter
hopeful but eyes dew.
purple riot in my heart
which stay here for long
after disturbing it then depart
and then merrily sing plaintive song.
paying here for all my merriment
which i have deduced in past
now only it provide consolement
when i cry at last.
life i love you very much
and always want to embrace you
but you leave no occasion as such
so that i can amaze you.
Devoted consolement,
The need for Atonement
As gravity claims the best of me-
Drawing me me closer to the hum of the Sea
Then arisen to clouds, far past the sky
Swimming the space of the Milky Way
In star's blue arms, forever lie
While I dreamt those dreams to-day
So poets and philosophers erudite
And sensuous, compelled to win or own
Probe the anonymity of themselves
The strange polarity of self and being ...
And bequeathed me a legacy of questions
That I have condensed, and condensed
Until empty of my own exaltation and pretense
I probe desperately:
What is it, this feeling, this gift, this thing
This suddeness of becoming
What is love?
How can you not seeing me know me
And know me without our meeting?
And I am foolish
Against the experience of the blind
Who may touch
And beholding by the fingers tangible grasp
Feel the leaping heart and surrender.
And of mute men who heard not nor spoke
But in the surprise of rapture and rhapsody
Froze sterile in the sun.
We have no sense impediment
So hang out like clothes on a line
The interogating argument
What is love?
And shall I only know by faith
The impotence of flesh
To which the heart must compensate?
I would exult
So that man may mortal die
And love immortal lives
Your consolement forever.
Aimless without direction
My heart cries out with sorrow
My hopes and dreams all vanished
No promises of tomorrow
Left with only a memory
That can never fade away
Abandoned without discretion
As I live from day to day
The future holds no meaning
As I count each day the same
My loving arms now empty
Without a love to claim
I dare not look for reason
But the bitterness fills my soul
A pain without consolement
That none should ever know
Left with only pictures
That beckon for my smile
Frozen moments in time
That harbor my denial
Silence fills the air I breathe
Not wanting to exhale
My soul now filled with echos
In a lost and empty shell
I struggle each day to survive
As my heart becomes defiled
A loss without redemption
For one who's lost a child
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