Short My Weary Soul Poems

Biscuits, gravy
sausage, eggs
salt & pepper
In mama’s kitchen I find
comfort food for my weary soul
a pleasant dinner surprise....

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Lost in aura of interlude 
My pharynx is relaxed, soothed
Nebulizing my weary soul  
On dreary days tea is my balm
Prayer’s scent like mint petrichor
...

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i hear the pulse
this somber day
beat across the sky
its downcast eyes
dropping tears
against my weary soul
within its lies
a sunrise
unseen
through sullen eyes...

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Come, my weary soul, come,

It is time for you skywards to fly

The heavens, as soon as possible, to reach

Come, let's say our last goodbye!








© Demetrios Trifiatis
        02 June 2021...

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The sun is as bright as

THE SUN

The wind is as loud as

THE WIND, that

DAY, I shall wait

For you to return from

The grave to bestow

Your beauty upon

My weary soul, leaving

The blossom of the green

Grape still blooming in winter snow...

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SPEAK ME AS LOVE
AS SPEAKETH THIS YOU THEE
SING ME AS LOVE
AS SINGEST LOVE OF THEE
FIND ME THAT I AM LOST
AND MY WEARY SOUL NEEDS REDEMPTION
SAY MY NAME IN YOUR PRAYERS
SPEAK ME IN YOUR THOUGHTS
LOVE ME  FOREVER
PRAY WE NEVER PART
LOVE ME
LOVE ME
MY LOVE NEEDS TO BE REVISED
LOVE ME
LOVE ME...

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Haven for my weary soul,
On a beach beside the sea.
Mystical and magical as
Every home should be.

Safe, secure, serene,
Waiting at end of day.
Eagerly anticipated in
Each and every way.
This is the place I'll stay.

Home is where my heart is.
Ocean at my feet.
My life, content and happy.
Every dream complete....

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Death my old friend, I welcome you like an old friend. 
Young at first now an old man, I open my home and heart and welcome you you in.
So you bony spirit with the hellfire eyes take my weary soul.

Guide my gently into good night, cross the dark water to the gate of Hade's home, as I take my place in the underworld and eternal rest....

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Take from me my leisure
Take from me my gold
Feed me with hunger
Bleed me with cold

Give me nothing but a shanty shack
To unburden my weary soul

Just allow me the love of my woman
The honest embrace that erases the day
Into the fulfillment of sweet touches of night

Take from me all of the earth
Leave me my world in her arms...

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the wrath of death's hands
like the lash of sea
erodes the edges
of my weary soul
with its unseen force

i am battered
bruised once again
emotions stir
inside my core

rock to sand
gibraltar
crumbling down

i fight
against

time

December 22, 2019

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I spent the night, but not alone,
For I was with the sea—
Alone with her, my mistress,
And in love with only she.

No other understands me, 
My insecurities, and all—
No other knows my heart as well,
And can sooth my weary soul.

And if ever I am lonely;
Needing someone at my side...
I reserve a moonlit beach for two—
Till comes again, the Tide!...

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God reached down his gentle hand
And touched my weary soul
He spoke to me with that gentle voice
That voice so soft and low

He said, "I will stay by your side
I'll guide you along the way
I will never leave or forsake you
I'll be beside you every day

In time of need, call my name
I'll listen to your prayer
At times I may seem far away
But, I'll always be right here."...

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Alas here I lie cold and dead
a corpse in my living stead.
Dear Wife, only God and you I say
ever took my breath away!

Do not my weary soul grieve
when I this remnant leave.
Dear Son, only God and you I say
ever gave me cause to stay!

But this realm I must forsake
and a new covenant make.
Dear God, only life and fate I say
did this mortal soul betray!


  Written: December 2015...

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Hope to rise again 

Rise up, ye who are tired.

Out of the pit of despair,

Use hope as a compass.

You should pray for courage.

Observe the horizon,

Do not give up,

Because hope will give you courage,

Your cup will be filled with bravery.

Never fear, and have courage.

Because hope never dies,

You'll be glad you did,

and assist you in ascending.

So, my weary soul, get up....

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A flower 
perhaps
a springtime shower
to cleanse my weary soul
to lift
to rise high above
a fire
burning of love

I can only but
Live
Survive again
Of depths
Of how I feel
Waiting a moment
A grand debut
To tell her
How I feel

Pacing
Retracing 
A velvet rose
Lying 
On the floor
With
Desire
I wait
To Rise to my feet
With a white rose 
Of love
So pure

...

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Listen to poem:

Sweet sugar lips
I miss your touch
Your sweet embrace
As much

Your kisses more than
Twice as much
Your loving twenty times
As much

You caring for the damned
Your struggle to demystify 
Your battle with my storm
I'm better for it now

Your soft and gentle touch
To lift my weary soul
Onto a loving nest
Of tender feelings

Your kind and gentle heart
To love me to all end
And above all else
Your raving glory...

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Hush, my weary soul, hush!

Listen…, 

The angel’s trumpet has just sounded, signaling 

Our turn has finally arrived!


Come, my sanctified soul, come,

Now is the time for us to separate:

Me to linger behind on pastures well known

And

You, at once, to begin your glorious flight and soar
 
To blessed heavens 

Where

Eternity, anxiously awaits, you

To embrace!




© Demetrios Trifiatis
   25 September 2015...

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From afar, I see you.
Silently, I watch.
My  burdens are lightened
with your presence.
A jester, I become
to mask my emotions.
Darkness befalls my weary soul
when you face I do not see.
In my visions, you magically appear
fullfilling my every wish.
Never did I dare believe
you were doing the same.
Your actions mirrored my own.
Two lost souls drowning
in the rampaging waters
of lonliness and uncertainty,
rescued for our love for each other....

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Blessings--
Lit your candles upon us!

Take away the dreams that has driven the dawn away
Pour forth your light and gather up our muffled meditations
We muse morning to night whilst curses haunt the atmosphere
Thunderous greed strikes my weary soul again
Flee from us, you loathsome creatures...now we are letting out horrifying fear
Pour down your sunlit desires and hear our hesitations,
Taken away by the nightmares-- then it's all gone

Let there be light,
God!...

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As I take stroll in the meadow.
I seek serenity by a lovely oak tree .
It is by far my most cherished place.
I love the sun shining on my face. 
When I’m alone basking in nature I’m free.

The fresh air invigorates all my senses.
All my worries and doubts seems to vanish.
I love the stillness that I find there.
And I don't dwell on the chaos everywhere.
My weary soul is free from anguish.




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4- 10-18...

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There are many a times i ponder my death,
Dallying when it shall come to collect my debt,
In the cavernous depths of my weary soul, 
I wait and watch to pay the toll.

Bottles of tears I've collected,
Bottles more to go,
Soundless and sleepless lo the faces pass and go,
Yet i stand blatant ,to face my fears and sores.

Taking its leave,
Stranded with guilt unseen,
I patiently yearn,
For the page to turn.

Loathing...
Hating ..
Awaiting..
Pining.....

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I don't want to love you, you know
But how when I can see you wherever I go?
Yes, I could hurt you just the same 
Everytime you call me by my name.

I don't want to drag you with me
But it's true with you is all I want to be.
When in suffering I want to be alone
I think of you then I feel I'm home.

I don't want to remember you so much
But how when my weary soul you touched
Sure my heart is tied to my head
You're not someone I can forget after I bled....

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How long must I travel down this dusty road
Till I find my own watering hole
It feels like its been a long, long time
Since I got a chance to rest my weary soul

I've carried this load for a long, long time
So I feel like I can't go on
I really need to see that watering hole
Just to quench my thirsty soul

My feet are sore, even the suns' beating down on me
So very dry and parched am I
So a long, long cool drink from that watering hole
Sure would work wonders for me...

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why am I awake? when I should be sleeping its just a anther night away. anther 
night to stay. anther night to stray far away. anther to pray on my weary soul. 
anther night to play with the devil who torments me so. anther night of this 
discontent. its just anther night to fight. its just anther night for a flight. its just 
anther night that the cold winds bite. it just  anther night that my sadned soul is in 
sight. its just anther night that harms my harmony. its just anther night....

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