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The orphans and widows lean into the breeze
watching horrified hangmen descend to their knees
for the angel of mercy’s no longer inclined
to forgive vengeful phantoms (oh Furies of night!) ,
I’ll not leave you behind.
The bandits are brazen, the highwaymen lurk,
some imbibing dark brews of a hag’s handiwork,
mostly gulping from goblets like goblins maligned.
Woman! Widen your wings, catching wisps of the wind
I’ll not leave you behind.
The lepers laugh, leaping from tombstones of steel
chasing rollaway caskets on luminous wheels;
while their shadows shake, shrouded, twixt trees intertwined,
twisted time melts at midnight, take hold of my hand,
I’ll not leave you behind.
The gremlins grope, grinning face down in the dust,
while the sprites and the pixies are watching nonplussed.
They sling bolted arrows at spectres enshrined
within winds somewhat flustered, just fly from your fears
I’ll not leave you behind.
The tattered toy teddies and raggedy Anns
have escaped to the skyways in kid caravans
but now, spellbound by fancies, know not that they’ll find
their parade’s evanesced into echoes of dawn –
I’ll not leave you behind.
The wind’s my enchantress, beguiles and commands
me to search for my fortune in faraway lands
and whispers her mysteries of passions entwined,
for the wind is Isolde – unfurling my sails
I’ll not leave you behind.
End
Never would've thought in my younger years
I would be here now with all these damn tears
Tears that seem to continually fall like a hard rain
Why does love cause anyone to be in such lonely pain
In my childhood dreams I believed I'd find love with no strings and no games
Thought someone would love me just the same
I foreseen my life being pure bliss
I never foreseen my life as this
how was I to know in my past
That up to now I would never find love to last
Wanted to be a wife and mother and do my part
Instead I find myself alone trying to make yet another new start
Isn't funny how love can grab on to your soul
Make you lose yourself and not quite have control
Love can take hold of your heart
And if you don't watch out sometimes it can tear you apart
Not saying it happens every time or to everyone
But sadly it really does happen to some
Be careful remember lead with not your heart but your mind
You life as you know it is not always so kind
Don't keep turning a blind eye
If he's leaving you all the time
With nothing to do but have tears to cry
Get to really know and understand him from the inside
Telling him how I feel I have began
I have a long way to go
And more to say
But for me words only come easy when writing them on this page
I need to for surely tell him and would pay all it cost
Because not telling him everything will continue to leave me feeling lost
I keep right on hoping as I look around
That one day soon I will be again found
The hues of affliction caught my glimpse
Maddening horror scratching my doorstep
Clashing with severe torture,
Scorching away my destiny...my confidence
Hallucinations take hold
Risk shoved in a deserted briefcase
Pluck the rose pedals that reveal your wasteful woe
Now your woe is crystal clear in your outspoken instructions you very much lack
Magnify the dazzling sensation,
Drugging my suicidal life and its troubles
Sparkling risk managing to parachute a confident endeavor from each angle
Crawling on poverty road...managing to warp-up easing moments
Unsteady in your rambling presence
You are an incredible luck to my immortal life
Too unbearable to strike down...hunted on the spot
Magnify the dazzling sensation,
Drugging my suicidal life and its troubles
Trails of avarice, wonder my mind far from thee
I'd diminish all the doubts...clumps of shapeless clay
Save the case and listen to what I have to say
Keep me away from worrying mad
Digest the emptiness I feel deep inside
Leaving a trail of blasted fears
A mixture of fondness and softness
Plants on your brushed, blemished whisper,
The atmosphere fairly uneasy to take hold of
You borrowed from me and stole from my mummified heart
All I seek now is gloom and doom
Resume with your lightening life
Isolate yourself from hardened fear
Death stares grow unsteady in your figure
It was as if they never existed in your warm, swirling heart
I plead you'll never set foot on this road again
I'll some day figure out the unpredictable code
Be courteous, though your abilities are weak
Lay in dark affliction,
You warped-up poverty road
Walk in secure recovery
After I determine this code
Hold on for dear life
Lay on my palm, if it would help
Walk in secure recovery
Where have I descended? Where are my conscience and consciousness?
Why is emptiness engulfing me like the darkest nights?
Why does everything around seem like nightly nothingness?
Why do I feel as though I have fallen from mountain heights?
The feeling of feelinglessness; the thought of thoughtlessness
The mind is blank (tabula rasa), like an empty slate.
There's an absolute awfulness to utter lawlessness.
Nonexistent souls dumped in an absurdity of fate
Lethe, the goddess of forgetfulness, take hold of me.
I am dipped deep into the deepest rivers of Hades.
Nothing is transparent; no living creatures I could see.
Am I, for the further flow, thrown into the Euphrates?
To me, an optimist, all these are but passing phases.
To gaze beyond blazes, the almighty of all graces
Time doesn’t care if you beg or you pray..
It slices the hours and steals them away.
No bargain, no mercy, no pause in the chase..
It carves out your future, erases your place.
Each second you squander is gone with a grin..
A thief with no conscience, no loss, no sin.
It won’t write apologies, won’t grant reprieve..
It takes what it’s owed when you dare to believe.
Stop whining of chances you swear will arrive..
The clock only honours the ones who survive.
Stop mapping a someday that never comes true..
The moment is dying, it’s calling for you.
Time doesn’t wait and it doesn’t forgive..
It’s now or it’s nothing, decide how you’ll live.
It circles, it waits, it will cut you in two..
Take hold of your moment, or it will take you.
It starts again
It's hard to breath
Lord, I have so many unmet needs
Please help me stand
I don't want to fall
You are God, in control of it all
This empty perception
Leads me into deception
This void in my heart
Breaks me apart
I can't move
I can barely speak
It's your love i desperately seek
The road has been long
And the journeys been hard
I'm finally letting down all of my guards
Take hold of my life
For I can't take much more
Help me persevere
What I was made for
In this silence I feel you near
You are the one who demolishes my fear
In this silence I feel you near
You are the treasure I now hold dear.
By: Sabina Nicole
JUne 12th
Your love is making me whole
It's hard to be awake when everyone you know is asleep
Mindless herds of sheep, walking into the deep
It's hard to continue to stand
When I have fallen into quicksand
I'm in a foreign land
Please take hold of my hand
It's hard to comprehend
When there is so much I don't understand
I need you to help me stand
Reassure me the end is grand
The lies are being exposed
The waters have found this rose
The questions have been silenced
The storms invoked a holy violence
Inside this weary soul
Your love is making me whole
Your love is making me whole
Inside this weary soul.
It's hard to speak the truth
When I've been suffocating since my youth
It's hard to write These words
When the tests have been absurd
It's hard to launch out into the night
When the fight is part of my plight
It's time to recover my glory
No longer in the same old story
The lies are being exposed
The waters have found this rose
The questions have been silenced
The storms invoked a holy violence
Inside this weary soul
Your love is making me whole
Your love is making me whole.
By: Sabina Nicole
Your decision or choice
Becomes your prescription
A subscription to healing
or pains
So don't be desperate
While taking or making life decisions.
A cure for one, an illness for another
What replenish one, might perish another
One man's food, another man's poison
One man loses, another man gains
Some fall while some rise
Eat what you have on your plate
With smile on your face, be grateful
Stop looking at other's plate, a price was paid for it.
When you start to impress society
Instead of the Almighty
You start living in insanity
It'll make you fomo, then momo fomo
Life is yolo, you gotta go solo
So you can jomo, take hold of your mojo.
Can it be real or am I just fooling myself?
To believe that your love for me
Has not been put on a shelf
Packed away and discarded
Like an old photo or toy,
Your pure and unconditional love
Like when you were a boy.
Innocent and sweet
You held me in your heart,
But now the years and life’s challenges
Have torn us apart
You have chosen a path
That is rocky and tough,
And my guidance and attempts to divert you
Have not been enough.
You ran from youth fast,
Confused and unsure,
Towards the deceitful blinding light
Of adulthoods allure.
As I stand here and watch you stumble,
Like when you took your first steps,
But now unable to help or reach out to you,
Now that you’ve fallen into the depts
But my hand will always be within reach for you,
And my heart open wide,
To take hold of either
If you should ever decide
I wish you only happiness
And pray you will find,
All the things you’ll need in your life
To replace what you’ve left behind.
I will say goodbye to you,
But only for now,
Because I know you will find your way back to me,
Someday or somehow
Each moment, like life itself, is a pleasant knock,
This, like the spring surprises, unlocks each time clock;
And unpacks puzzling feelings like Pandora box,
Making me take hold of my lifeboat like a cox...
Knocks are manifold like milkman knock and postman's
Policeman knock stops my heart like a lanced glance;
Knock of freedom flows flawless, like dew on a rose,
And lover's knock at darling's heart no limit knows...
Once I dreamt as though got knocked by an ambulance,
Lying as a corpse cursed to dead ambiance;
Grave dug; coffin decorated; body embalmed,
When I woke I found the whole story flaw-bombarded...
Life is like rugby, full of knocks, knockouts, knockdowns
Rubbing shoulders creates breakdowns and shakedowns;
Knock of hate can sound sometimes like knock of pure love,
Resonance of knock within does love's union shove...
Divine knock, often, beats in the heart like sea waves,
Erupting number of thoughts like volcano caves;
When avoid it clings like iron on the magnet,
I entangle within, like fish in a dragnet...
Knocks must be, like all events, viewed objectively,
In them, are hidden meanings so collectively;
If each knock leads to a call of divinity,
Earthly life can turn into divine dignity...
14 September 2021
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