The gates of death crossed
Light not darkness there he found
Unfounded his fears!
(c) Demetrios Trifiatis
24 October 2016
I was blinded by love but can now begin to see
that you are not all that I thought you to be
As I look closer through my looking glass
I can now see all the graces that you lack
You open your mouth and its pure trash
I'm not sure which poor soul you are about to thrash
I try to really find some of your good qualities
In the hope that i will have to give you an apology
They say don't judge a book by its cover
As your cover and contents portray another
But even then I find it hard to dislike you
Perhaps I don't want to think these things are true
You walk so gracefully and appear so meek
But then your true self appears the moment you speak
I'm not quite sure what it is that makes you stand apart
And why I allow you to control the beating of my heart
I know you're not what I thought you to be
But I still admire you endlessly
Covered in pride and other tactics,
Self emerged on the highway of denial,
At any cost to man or pain that is left,
The pool drains the fluid of sympathy,
Until nothing more remains other then mourning.
Some thoughts tonight kept me at bay
Some night tonight leaves me unfounded
Somewhere for no place to stay
Some place for words… be rewarded
If I have listen, did I hear?
Like having words I did not write
If I have thoughts, did it appear?
Like a self in an open world, having to hide
Perhaps this night is at fault
A night never meant for nights for me
Perhaps rather, too eager to be caught
For nights never meant for a night to be
A wordless night… I have words
Yet too much for a mind to have arrange
Yet simply to write… I’ll be heard
For everyone, if myself… did we change?
Some thoughts tonight… stayed
This night tonight, I’m rewarded
Some mind for thoughts to simply say
For nights like tonight to leave me unfounded