MY DORMANT PAST
MEMORIES OF THE PAST MAY COME AND GO,
BUT ONE NEEDS TO BE IN CONTINOUS FLOW.
SMELL OF CRUMPLED DREAMS IS IN MY MIND,
ANALOGY OF BOTH ALWAYS KEEP US BIND.
DREAMS TURNED INTO SMOKE AND SPREAD WINGS,
COMING BACK TO ME GASP AND UNIFY IN WRING.
MAY BE ANOTHER DAY SOMEONE BRING TO FRUITION,
THAT DAY MY SOUL WILL BE IN EXUBERATION.
SEEING DREAMS IN EYE OF SOMEONE, AWAKE MY FANTASY,
DIVINE HAS SENT SOMEONE TO RUN MY LEGACY.
Categories:
exuberation, adventure, books, emotions, engagement,
Form: Rhyme
Eldorado as I gazed
warily upon. A dreary
November sky, scarlet
tears of Autumn.
A passionate Venus
glimmered brightly
amongst the stars, granting
my soul's calling.
Begging for forgiveness,
fulfilling sorrow's blessing.
The night's mistress did
beckon forth.
Triumph as ArchAngel
Michiel's trumpet did
sound. A proclamation
to the star of the North.
"My lonesome friend
dare not defend,
for what you seek
is what you are."
In wild awe and
admiration, the moon
shown in exuberation.
Dreamily as an Evening Star.
Joyful glee did exude
from me, as I did travel
the world around.
Yes, my dear, if it
is of wisdom that
you speak. The
Treasure of Eldorado,
for I have found.
Categories:
exuberation, mystery, philosophy, time, visionary,
Form: I do not know?