I guess you've one,
In the binary of life.
And I have nought.
-Fort Nought-
Albeit the fire rising...They remained remorseless in the comfort of their characteristic shadows.
Slaughter.
A disgraced forethought. The days counting down the houses wretched sins.
Stripped clean of the titles. The magistrate.
Ignited in the lies, piling a top of a false name. A privilege to even speak.
Sentenced before themselves, the justified folk they believe to be.
Impending, a term so accustomed that the thought alone is considered a comfort.
Nought. No longer will said name bleed the treachery of a living falsehood.
Understand. Pity and mercy are things that have been given.
They are yet to find out...It can be so easily taken away.
Jesus went to a Wishing Well
And flung a coin straight down to Hell
Then his wish came true:
The water turned blue
And temperatures cooled for a spell
(With Trump as our mentor,
it is SO easy to tell lies!)
Father, my joy,
nought can destroy.
Unveil my path, may my heart shine
bright, despite the darkness of day.
Consume me, may love guide my way,
so all troubles, become benign.
Bright despite the darkness of day,
my gifts, oh gracious Lord, refine.
My thoughts and mindset realign,
consume me, may love guide my way.
Father, my joy,
bright despite the darkness of day.
Such tender mercies, each divine
consume me, your love guide my way;
nought can destroy.
Nought can destroy
Father, my joy.
Date: 12.08.2021
Sponsor: Emile Pinet
Contest: Meditative Ballad Poetry Contest
I was taught to be friendly
to speak when spoken to
not to treat people densely
that's what you're supposed to do
People don't do that often
they act as if you're not there
or words they need to soften
it's burdensome for one to bare
Maybe things are not the same
as they used to be
for to reciprocate would aim
what they prefer to flee
I'll continue talking when it's brought
to the attention of someone's ear
for they were taught nought
and need to acknowledge and adhere
Astro-Nought
I never said I was dead.
I never claimed I was real.
I never saw you as a great.
I only tried to feel.
I couldn’t help you in space.
I’m way too far away from love.
I remember your tear-stained face.
I am giving up.
I never believed down there.
I never believed up here.
I never seemed to care.
I only saw what was never near.
I lived in my dreams.
I hid away from the world,
By floating off into a place of make believe.
Fantasy kept me alive when I wanted to be still.
Here, take my grief.
(C)2020 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
I live within the time
from words thought till said
Inexperienced from experience
Ever surprised
Unwised by the wised
Liars first lie
Looking for enough
Dying as i lived
You never speak the words
As they sound within my head
Living as if dead
Dying within the words
from time said to thought
Nothing as nought
I feel as though that trying is sometimes not enough.
I try finding possible answers to people's questions, spending hours like its first priority and it's still not enough.
I try to reason with people whose points are curved, yet plotting points to keep it straight is not enough.
I try to do good onto others without expecting anything back. People keep asking for more, I guess it's not enough.
I try to be strong. . . lifting all the burdens is not enough to carry the pain that came with it.
Is being savvy and witty enough to resolve people's inquiries?
Is being empathetic and articulate enough for people to understand my point of view?
Is being kind and compassionate enough to make people do the same to others?
Is being tough and brave enough to rise against adversities?
I'm not sure if anything is enough. The only thing I know is that I try.
O' that I knew and spake angelic speech
For human words avail me nought to reach
The splendor that is only known of love
Ascension of the soul to realms above
Then perhaps I might express love lost
For I've not words so awful as the cost
Nor have I words so deep as that abyss
The depths to which the soul is plunged from bliss
Lets run away
To fields of hay
Our fears all gone
And our love won
For fear of loss
We’ll abide no cross
Of crucifixion in
Fateful prediction
My heart to you
Your love as new
Will in time grow
For perpetual morrow
Don’t give a wink
For us to blink
Remain forever
Lets not sever
I’ve said my piece
My hearts release
Say yes to me
Don’t make me plea
Sleeping in perplexity
with velvet wings and iris eyes
aghast at dreams which don't comply
with all I think they signify
Breathing irregularity
with sashay coughs and biting teeth
impressed with everything I lose
in this night's dreams, beyond my reach
Catching night red-handed
with satchels full of wishes birthed
I made before I fell asleep
I count them still, I know their worth
Waking empty handed
with sleepy skin and fragile thoughts
a fistful left of midnight's breath
disintegrates my dreams to nought...