To be able to write you,
Was my pleasure,
To be able to make you,
My love story was,
"unfortunate"
You are a story that was,
Left incompletely.
The unforgettable moments,
With you were,
My precious,
"Memories"
The Precarious Exchange
I’m complete
Until myself, incompletely seen
I’m safe
Until safety, I redeem
I’m free
Until a prison, I esteem
A Christian writes
of Mary's agreement to the blessed flight
when angels bowed before the blinding light.
A whisper soft and a promise
as the changing times alarm us,
fearful so that it could harm us.
A hope comes down to earth
in the simplicity of an uncrowned Kingly birth
precursor of our spiritual rebirth.
Would that the questions still rise
with the inflection of doubting eyes
that erase and sacrifice for all our lies.
Two thousand plus years pass
and still we are incompletely cast
with visions of our half empty glass.
Waxing philosophicl
would that it appear most logical
when faith is less methodical.
A Christian seeks the truth
from Adam and Eve to Ruth
in scrpiture of interpreted fruits.
God loves us, God does exist
nothing is more sacred than this
why resist Christ's birth in God's Kiss?
Simple and magnificent is my belief
each of us steal Heaven like a thief
satisfied that this life is short and brief.
Within a moment's grace
She held my heartbeat against her gentle dialect
Her pearly smile and chocolate diamond retinas
Prescribed laughter, as she
Incompletely
Spoke my name
Vowels tripping against her nervous steps.
Her facial tone became tomato's rejected lyric.
My dignity, stunned.
My smile, overpowered.
She held me close to her digital breaths,
With apologies, unforced
There is a charm within her tender innocence.
A charm I may never physically discover.
But,
Today,
This smile cowers
With a silent exhilaration
©Drake J. Eszes
Forget everything.
Forget all our dreams.
Of children and marriage and life filled so meticulously.
For once in this lifetime.
I just want to be me.
Forget all the passion
All the love that we plead.
Forget all the anger
Forget all the zeal.
Remember the heart
That once used to beat.
Not needing a battery
To complete every feat.
Remember the need
To be more than you can conceive.
Remember the want
Remember the heat.
Remember the greed
To procure every stead.
To walk in the park square.
With your head
Not facing your knees.
Revive the action
Revive thee please.
Revive every emotion
That once set you free.
Steady you stand
No need or demand.
Speeding heart you recede.
No barrier to compete.
The fire rein stilled.
The love refilled.
Words come so easily with a power
That I had forgotten how to feel.
Do not restrain me
Or refrain from thee.
This love that once made thee
Shall never be regained.
Love lost love found
Love stolen and then gathered around.
So arguably untainted
So incompletely infatuated
BY
Amanda.M.Miller
If only they can see what my eyes see
The pain of loosing all and never becoming free
Every year is different with pain that never stops.
Why can't they see what my eyes can really see
Everyday i see them but i don't think they see me
For i am reaching out but always left incompletely
My knees are swollen for praying that never stops
Why can't they see what my eyes can truly see
With a grin on my face and a kind voice to plea
Graceful lines but lost in a high tides sea
I'm alone now with pain that never stops
Why can't they see what my eyes revealed to me...
It was the breeze
That took me like a song
The lyrics were perfect
And I could hear the calmness
That whispered into my ear
Bringing a chill to my face
It was the breeze
It was the sea
Those waves that crashed
In blameless synchronization
Making my heart beat
To the familiar sound
Of the surrounding aqueous
It was the sea
It was the sun
The protecting coat
Warmth that brought me here
To this crowded solace
Incompletely to captivity
Discovery of life
It was the sun
It was the sand
Crawling relentlessly
As I poured the grains
Slowly through my grasp
Aggravation from my dampness
To the attached grains
It was the sand
It was the breeze
The brisk breath of earth
Calling only but softly
It sings the song of life
The ocean can bring
To the human race encompassing
It was the breeze
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