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As I close my dry, weary reddish eyes,
the daydreams of whence I was not alone
pour forth in an enchanting kaleidoscope
with vast imagery and electrified emotions.
Some the brightest yellow and gold, others
a tawny, deep dark bluish black. But, they're
mine; no one can take them away from me.
A new excursion into old memories begins.
You are to be pitied more than I...perhaps.
I soar above all your innumerable miseries,
partaking within the nature of an angel; for
you've said, my place is not in your sphere.
You have the earth; I have boundless space.
You, enchained below, by a thousand bonds
of your gross, materialistic, in-genuine cruxes.
You attend your religious mass when convenient;
find time to pray only when you want something.
You cannot depart and plunge into a limpid sea
nor travel through the vastness of time and space.
Lost on your arid shores, my mind drinks deep
as I drown in the desert choking on your soul.
As gently, she drifts through the darkness
Waiflike, she flows on the breeze
Her eyes never resting on anyones
Appearing to all Ill at ease
She wades in the depths of her carnage
Pressed by the weight of her sins
The humans, mere collateral damage
Ever conscious the thirst always wins
Her games will be played in the darkness
She's queen of the damned, you're her pawn
And the best, of the worse, you can hope for
Is to last 'til the break of the dawn
Lost in the wonder of bloodlust
A little too long in the tooth
She's witnessed her friends turn to dust
While she Lives on, enchained by her youth
The curse of the love of a demon
Taints the flow of the blood in her veins
It has ended her innocent dreaming
Now none but her nightmare remains
As she calls to the night, ever knowing
Her hunger can never be filled
An insatiable thirst, ever flowing
Through rivers of blood that she's spilled
As Black as the night that enfolds her
As dark as the road that she travels
She moves with the grace of an angel
Whilst waiting for time to unravel
In the nights when the moon weaves its silver web over the gardens of my blossomed longing,
I await you, beloved, like a rain of stars in a desert of burning solitude,
Come with the balm of your love, divine nectar for my soul, thirsty for affection,
To embrace my being in your arms, an unyielding fortress against the storms of life.
Let your hands sculpt the contours of my body, a divine chisel on the marble of senses,
To wander together on the paths of the sky, two wandering stars in the constellation of eternal love,
Savoring your kiss like living water springing from the mysterious depths of our passion,
While the flame of longing consumes every trace of doubt, leaving only the pure mystery of love.
Our steps make the fragile bridge between reality and dream tremble, banishing the shadows of loneliness,
Passion entwines our souls in a cosmic dance of fulfillment and ecstasy,
And our bodies become purple flames, warming the cold universe with the ardor of our feelings,
I, an autumn leaf carried by the wind of your love, you, the evergreen tree of my hopes.
I paint your name with falling stars on the vault of eternity, the constellation of our happiness,
Enchained in the silken threads of your love, my soul spreads its wings toward infinity,
Savoring the scent of immortality in every kiss, in every embrace, in every whisper,
Treading over past regrets like a carpet of petals, toward a future illuminated by your presence.
Even when the clouds of doubt try to darken the sky of our passion,
I light the torch of hope in my heart, an unfailing beacon in the tumultuous ocean of life,
For our love is stronger than any storm, more enduring than any rock,
An eternal hymn sung by the violins of our souls tuned to the perfect harmony of the universe.
In the tapestry of time, we weave together the tapestries of our dreams and memories,
Turning every tear into a shining pearl, every smile into a ray of sunshine,
And from the shards of the past, we build the mosaic of a future where our love shines eternal,
Two hearts beating as one, two souls merged in the living, immortal flame of true love.
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She knows not, when she was made
To wear the shackles, and rest in pain
It's been ages since she opened those eyes
Which are lying under so many layers
She can see but the windows are not her own
She can hear but the drums are of someone else
The Rind around her is tight & suffocating
She is the reason the Rind exists
Does It know?? Does It appreciate??
What if she tear it apart and flee?
And why doesn’t she?
What pledges have enchained her?
Or she too recons flying a sin!!
Eternity is still calling its missing partner
Bells of the Heaven are ringing
But she hears nothing, for the walls are high
And thick... even celestial voices won't penetrate it
Caged in a body, & bodily needs
She is losing her connections with Eden
(Paghunda Zahid )
Descending down the spiral steps to hell;
Acquiesced charcoal in phosphorous glow.
As if enchained by an enchantress’ spell;
Into the flames do I merrily go:
Endeared, the Master speaks ill of my worth
Before softened lips move closer t’wards I;
Lavender fragrance plumes lavishly forth -
My lungs become gills…her perfume is dry.
And as my squalid breath cries out for more
Some might proclaim of me that they’re aghast -
But does the ocean reach for sandy shore?
Such is the case.
As such:
My love is vast.
Thus, to the woman who still takes my breath -
My love will hold for you…until I’m held by death.
(I miss you)
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1/29/2017
Happy to be here
Is there someone you know,
who's dark days only grow,
And they can't say, they're happy to be here
When a bright, new day breaks,
but, they're afraid to awake,
And they won't say they're happy to be here
refrain
And they can't say they're happy to be here
There's a rainbow, it's true,
it's color's, fading hues,
And they can't find any joy in living
And a bird when it sings,
doesn't mean anything,
There's no meaning in their song of beauty
Bridge
ooh and I feel bad for them......
ooh and I feel bad for them......
And their friends, family,
just want them to be free,
but their thoughts, keep them enchained, in prison
When their hands and their feet,
have been bound endlessly,
and their only companion is sorrow
And a new day is born,
but they feel so forlorn,
and the echoes just bellow with laughter
refrain
And they can't say their happy to be here
Bridge
oooh and I feel bad for them
oooh and I feel bad for them
Every day is a task,
so they put on new masks,
so that no one can see, they've been crying
Like the tears of a clown,
when no one else is around,
How can anyone know what they're feeling?
Bridge
oooh and I feel bad for them
oooh and I feel bad for them
And they say there's a pill,
but they haven't got the will,
they say no pill, can fill, all that's empty
So they live day to day,
and they kneel down and pray
Please forgive me, dear God, for what I'm thinking
Bridge
oooh and I feel bad for them
oooh and I feel bad for them
So you go the next day,
want to wipe their tears away,
but, you get there, too late, to save them
Bridge
oooh and I feel bad for them
oooh and I feel bad for them
They...
just...
couldn't...
say...
they're...
happy...
to...
be...
here!
John Derek Hamilton
September 06,2016
revised and reposted
December 25,2019
Growing up, I was always motivated to make a better life for myself, and
Regardless of the cost, I was determined to make life better for my family
Economic depression were words that enchained everyone dear to me, and
After completing High School was when I set out to make my bold move
There were no bloodhounds daring my escape; I was not exactly incarcerated
Escape, however, was the only option because no one offered a kind and pleasant exit
Slavery was a hundred years prior to my existence, but Jim Crow was alive
Christianity's meaning was twisted and turned upside down, but I knew that Christ was also alive,
And whether here, there, or elsewhere, He was the key, mentally and spiritually, to my personal freedom
People of ill will, poverty, and politics notwithstanding, that wall of minimal opportunity and discrimination was doomed to fall
Even extreme poverty in the poorest state in America was no match for faith in God, family, and friends
010720PoSoupContest, Great Escape, John Hamilton
She knows not when she was made
To wear the shackles and rest in pain
It's been ages since she opened these eyes
But they are lying under so many layers
She can see, but the windows are not her own
She can hear but the drums are of someone else
The Rind around her is tight
And suffocating...
She is the reason the Rind exists...
But does It know... Does It appreciate?
What if she tears it apart... And flee..
And why doesn’t she?
Pledges have enchained her?
Or does she reckon flying a sin...?
Eternity is calling its missing partner..
Bells of the Heaven are ringing....
But she hears nothing, for the walls are high
So thick that even celestial voices won't penetrate it
Caged in a body and bodily needs...
She is losing her connection with heavens...
*____________________*
Windows.. Eyes
Drums... Ears
Collegiates and learned mercenaries
Await their time to lead the willing minions
As lemmings, suicide seems ordinary
Both deaf and blind, devoid of all opinions
Ageless as time itself, she waits
An elixir of evolution
Needing no cure, no answers
No humankind solution
What stops us moving forward
What keeps us all enchained
What keeps the starving hungry
What drives a world insane
A galaxy here, a universe there
Speckled by constellations
But man it seems is content to fight
For the sake of his small nation
Black as an empty starless night
Deep as the hungry ocean
Timeless as death, on its endless flight
In a time of perpetual motion
What stops us moving forward
What keeps us all enchained
What keeps the starving hungry
What drives a world insane
When will it end, God only knows
As greed alone inspires us
Old Earth, its very soul exposed
To MAN...IT'S LIVING VIRUS!!!