The journey today seems longer
The clouds darker;
The trees stripped of their leaves
Stood bare, weeping sorrows of
A broken yesterday,
The road today seems uneven and rougher
The wind feels colder
The numbness in my cheeks
No longer tingle with sweet sensation
The wind sweeps its bitter vengeance
Like a plague on a cold winter night.
In the distance surrounded by darkness
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When the wind whispers your name
Softly cradling you asleep and feathering your dreams,
Do you lift your head, narrow your eyes, and give a tenacious no;
Or do you answer the glimmering call of the tempestuous wind?
You come forth—your hands grasping for the golden mirage,
While all your grotesque dreams lay naked than the deception in Eden.
Asmodeus is found lurking your simple instincts astray—for
In his illusory eyes, he reveals the earths’ beauties and treasures.
Forsaken figures carelessly watches you; seeking to hold your spirit.
You are befriended by Cerberus; shamelessly laughing while the smell
Of burning flesh lingers and colours your soul a shade darkener than night.
Do you let yourself be pulled into the darken corner by Gorgons?
Do you listen to their nebulous plan for mankind destruction and
Throw in your own lurid details of demolition works?
Do you let your heart gleam with mischief, your lips seal with lies?
Do you cover laughter with incestuous creates and nod your head for acceptance?
You look inside your mistreated self to find the little bit of goodness stored
In the corner of your blacken soul. Do you fight with the little you have?
Or run with what’s left of your heart that has once been yanked and cracked with bare hands.
Somewhere in the stillness of the morning, the tears of Hades are heard.
You crawl and creep with flaking tears encircling you to find this whimpering.
Your fleeting hopes break into smithereens while you try to collect its pieces;
Without giving up what little you still posses within this scattered fragment
Of broken dreams. You stand armed, barely holding yourself upright.
You fight and you lose. But you still fight. You realize it is not about the ending
When you’re carried into Zeus’ realm; and imps are eating your flesh and laughing your fears.
You see the light while your head tumbles under Apollo’s seat.
You smile. For secretly within you, you have won the battle.
She came to me last night.
In the midst of my troubles;
When all is forgotten; when I lost hope,
When given up was etched in my soul.
She came to me.
In the gist of my troubles;
She comforted my fear; conquered my thoughts;
And took away my tears.
She warned me.
She warned me of the false
Occurrences within my essence.
She came to me.
Had I forgotten her too soon?
Had I lost all hope?
Lost the desire that had set me on this path?
She came to me.
My soul felt comforter wrapped tightly
To heal the wounds within me
And give me all that I had lost.
Time has passed and somewhere
On the brink of letting go
She came to me.
The need to cry at the whisper of her name
Still burns inside of me.
Had I been there when she needed me-
Would things have changed?
Would I be holding her today?
Would she have comforted me?
If I’d have been there,
Would things have changed?
Would I be where I wanted to be?
With whom I wanted to be with?
Am I dreaming dreams of misguided faith?
Has she been my protector all these years?
If I would have been there,
Would things have changed?
Every Christmas she would be there, every Christmas her name was written on every Christmas card to me. This year things have changed. No matter how hard I try I could never forget
Your love was unconditional, now that you’re not here teardrop fills my eyes. I miss you
In loving memory of Gabriella Nagy.
Her hands shook to shattered memories of the night;
As bottled emotions released dreams to nightmares…
A hand reaches out of the darkness—pulls her in;
A desperate plea from fear, taunts her name
Did you hear it?
entangled between bodies of lies and deceits
The rapid motion of her heart beating
With the uncontrollable intent to flee
Her everlasting struggles are nowhere near
The freedom surging within her… still fighting-
Her tears begins to embarks on its journey,
Desperation, tugs at her hopeless heart—yearning
Freedom at last, tasted bittersweet
Gathering left over pieces of the past
The journey home, was long awaited
Solitude at last, her tears twirled like the wind,
Freely with bitter cause. Her anger surged within her veins
As dread and anger takes over,
In the shower, the water flows collectively
With her tears shaping her future.
Pictures of moments captured are repeating
In an ancient beat, never-ending
Alone.
She looked up, the water dripping
Each droplet ravaged her shivering soul
Her heart aches, Trapped in the moment,
No release
Her world now a dark and desolate place
Confusion plagues her mind feverishly
While she curls herself into a fetal position,
Like a new born baby, seeking refuge
Her Fears playing a harsh lullaby
Rocking her further into the darkness
The scent of nightmare
Entangles in her ebony hair,
The horrid taste plagues her tongue
Taking a permanent home within her
Tears flow rapidly,
Dreams into nightmares
Her heart breaks
Praying,
Hoping for release.
My days are cold and the nights colder.
Inside of me there’s a hatred that warms me,
A blanket at night keeping me alive
Children walking barefooted are heavy thuds
Sinking in my heart, lost and forgotten, Atlantis—
I still believe; hope still shimmers in distance.
A serrated knife cutting bones, a screwdriver
Stuck between a fence-assembling machine
Are just sounds in tune with my broken heart.
But thoughts of your smiles bring me back
Closer to salvation; a fading light, I can almost reach.
If I could smile I would, but I think I forgotten:
To spread my lips and shine my eyes. Darkness
Surrounds my cornea; Somehow it cannot interpret
The light shinning, for there is evil at every
Corner I turn-a child is found dead.
It’s such a sadistic state where I reside. Its partner
Pretends to rove the face of earth for justice,
When it shadows injustice and vice tighter than
A Boa constrictor suffocating its prey.
Your eyes give hope for freedom, so close yet so far.
A French bread molded with imps crawling on my skin
While I battle the line between reality and fantasy
Is just the daily dose of my unruliness amnesia.
Sometimes I wish for eternal sleep- an ending
Of all things; endless memories finally at rest.
But when I think of you-I am at start.
You are my sanity, for insanity is closer and
Sweeter than heaven. For in this world that
I am clouded in, unresolved issue and decision left
Astray brews a storm bigger than 1935 hurricane.
At times, I don’t know where you are but I know you.
And those memories, endless memories that they are,
Keep me dreaming and silently praying. When it gets so cold
At night, thoughts of you warm me like an electric blanket.
For a moment, my eyes smile but deep inside I sill weep.