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Anna Checherov Poem
Do Not Fear Me
Do not fear me, step closer and hear me, my name is Fate.
I am freedom, love and wisdom. I am fear and I am hate.
I give you choices, the door is open. I merely point the way.
What I offer is seductive, the things that you will see…
Take my hand, I will show you.
Love which burns with fire and fury and with such indescribable pain…
Then, I will show you love which proves eternal, exquisite and untamed….
Remember, always remember that I am Fate.
I am loss, I am desire and I am keeper of the way.
Choose your path wisely, let me tempt you. I hold the burning flame.
Such choices before you, mere mortal tread onward to your fate.
Remember the cup I offer. Strength, desire and passion. Agony, forgiveness, hope and faith…
I give these things freely, remember that I am Fate.
Nothing is for certain until your choice is made.
And then the way is changing, ever changing, onward toward your fate.
Of the things I offer, remember I am fickle for I am Fate.
At times it is not to just to give, my love…
But sometimes it is to take…
Forward, my love, step forward. I am here to cut the chains.
Let me unbind you and unwind you. Let me set you free.
Reach out my love I desire you, I am beside you. I am here to let you in.
Onward, ever onward. Choose your way wisely and remember...
Remember, always remember. My name is Fate.
Copyright © Anna Checherov | Year Posted 2018
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Fire, Lightning and Love
Man of fire and lightning
What he touches, burns, sulfur
Righteous hard words twisted from his mouth
He smelts chains of steel to shackle and bind my soul
It is his desire to own me, master of my world
Two women, beauty diverse, lovely, both to be bound by chain, owned
Like wives, slaves, from centuries past, his women
One submits to him, her tears, she cries unheard
The other wild and untamed, breaks free
My soul, he will not enslave
Anger, I throw down the chains that bind
The possession of my heart, my soul
A gallant man, with his heart, his soul, I share
Dark nights I rest, dreaming
Sunlight I rise, searching
I am lured to him, a man, strength, his wisdom, his heart beats free
Not chains of steel which bind,
But rings of gold entwined into our hearts, forever is eternity
My burning heart, he gently takes, it is love
I am home
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Hail! The Lonely Queen
My world consumes me, my thoughts turn erratic.
They fall away into the caldron of boiling confusion, of which there is no return
Everything I feel returns to me empty
I throw my thoughts toward the future, they return jumbled and unfelt
I am holding onto to cobwebs from the past, dusty, ragged
They bind me, they make me bleed
The past gives no love, it is already consumed
I am living on time
Time the great wind, takes pieces of my soul as it sweeps by, in great gusts
Tiny pieces like dust fall away, glittering at first, then extinguished and swept away
Slowly I become a ghost, the web is now my world
I breath the fog and mists which shrouds the future, dense and thick
Sometimes I see light
Sometimes it is only blackness
I let go and step into the after world, sweet death, no pain
Entering, I first stand alone in the world which I created
I am Queen of my death
Hail! The lonely Queen
She wears a mantle of silvery cobwebs
Her crown she wears, burnt gold and black diamonds
She stands alone
The Empress of a haunted realm
Hail! The lonely Queen
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I will dance with my dreams before I let them go,
They spin around me in wild circles and spin away
I watch them spinning in the wind, vanishing in the clouds
These dreams imprinted in the Akashic records of time
Known for eternity
And when my dreams slip away, know that I loved you
You are part of me now, dancing only in my heart
Imprinted upon my soul
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I am not loved
These feelings inside me are slowly drained away into the river of time
In the brief moments in which my heart creates them, they burned like magic fire
I watch them ebb and rise, swirling, pulled away into the currents
Pulled from my heart, carried off in endless reams
So many of them, burning webs of emotion
These endless dreams, like ribbons of light breaking away from my soul
Torn away from my heart, burning flame, love, desire
Now extinguished, lost in the great expanse of eternity, never used
They are in the darkness now
A great sea of emotion deep and never ending
How many dreams burned away, countless, lost and unfelt
My tears fall silently into this great expanse, mingling
They are all for you
Copyright © Anna Checherov | Year Posted 2018
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My Beast
I have a beast in me which is despair.
Every time I think of you, it is done with my hopes.
Yet it feeds this ravenous beast inside me.
This beast is buried deep within me, it slowly devours all my hopes.
It is always there lurking.
This beast lives amid the wreckage which I created.
This beast is has a name, its name is truth.
He is the thing which bind me to reality.
The pain of this beast within me, is the reality of truth which hurts.
It devours all hope which is not reality.
It abandon's me in a future which does not include you.
Slowly I look at this truth.
The pain of it is deep, still the longing is always there.
You are far away, in your own world.
You have your own beast which binds you to your reality.
I am afraid, it is because of reality.
I hate my beast.
Still I will always gaze into the world of hope.
Feeding that beast which grows.
Copyright © Anna Checherov | Year Posted 2018
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