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Yesterday was the best day of my life

I had control of it but now its gone

I looked at things in a linear way

But now, I am moving on.

There was a very, intriguingly

Quite feverent spectacle

That loomed about in my dream

Which was all short of a miracle

This spectacle had a feminine voice

And by choice, led me astray

From all of the happenings,

Those of yesterday.

For now I can’t move on

Nor wake up from this dream

What I considered reality

It’s now but a theme

But in my deepest regret

This dream split in two parts

What travelers would deem,

A walk in a park

But for I, at once sow

With utmost deepingly woe

This spectacle I saw

Was two parts of a whole

Simplifying my emotions is hard to do and therefore this preamble of the poem is but rubbish, but I will let go now. Here goes.

Apples take a firm slice to separate the two parts

Two hearts, once bound are now different entities

What would take a chef two seconds takes me a century

This girl I love with everything but I cannot express anything

My empress, of my cherish, makes definitions for the figments

In my imagination. She implores me to do justice,

To the enemies that wrong the whole fact of life

Love is that fact and I digress,

It doesn’t matter if she lay desperate or burdened

I harden my approach to a more concrete ideal

This is real, life and I cannot forget the one time we had together.

Who shall deal the final blow or cut the ribbon or rope of the future.

Do me kindly, the favor of knowledge over inference

This incense can only burn for more days.

But the scent is kindly doing me injustice.

There is one issue to cover on the topic enlaced between us

If, we cut the ties, we both fall, but if we tighten, explore us all,

In the writs and rights of love, dearest to our souls.

I’ve spent time on this article, to inform the populous

To inform the wide and tall about how a divide,

Shall be made within the universe for us.

Our essences will fill such void and we will fly.

Soaring above all things rendered desperate or burdened.

I’ve addressed one side of my restlessness, the empress.

This enamored shall not be named for doing so would,

Most definitely cause a rip in the void in time.

I believe that we are on such different levels, that,

If it were possible for such a connection to be made,

The energy would cause the earth to lend orbit to my heart.

The latter is a simple verse sung by the sifters of the sands of time.

If a box of puzzle were dumped, surely nothing would become intact or

Even interact with the one of the right fit.

My piece shall be placed wherever I fit best in completing the,

Once jumbled, version one picture of life.

I open the toy box of my heart and the pieces fall out.

Some of no relation but there is great elation between a certain two,

Yet they remain in trepidation of each other. 

They leave the heart and assume positions in the real world.

They will change each other as the world follows.

How do I explain to this girl that this happens?

Maybe I could draw a map of my heart.

Maybe I could form a route from the start.

But wherever she may end her trek.

She will always be on that track, within me.

Kept in secrecy. 

Love Poem

One only asks for one moment

One kiss, one hug until one date

Where all of their hopes are crushed

At the foot of what we have become

I took a step off a ledge and fell,

Deep into a vast unknown, where you

Offered me residence

And as I stared past the gates,

Of the hell you created

I wholeheartedly welcomed the capture

Your eyes blue on a Sunday eve

The beginning, my numbness holding me wretched

Was set free, to a place where I have recently,

Become so, very entranced

But I lie, fully vanquished by your caress

It overcomes me;

By your beauty,

It overwhelms me;

And by your love,

It overjoys me;

To the point where I cannot return

To the poverty of the sad spirit I once had

It was bad, and now with you had,

I will take your hand to the last of our days

When “if ever” becomes “forever”.

I prithee, to last this forever.

Whenever, I lie down at night to pray,

Your name is first off my lips,

I pray thank you Lord for this day

Where mine and Adri’s hearts eclipsed

It hurts to think that we came so far

And it puzzles me to think how beautiful you are

So…shall I compare you to a summer’s day?

If in May, then I will say, I’ll admire you for hours

For you are the one who brings the flowers

After the long treacherous April showers

But in April, I did not despair,

Because I knew that you were there,

With me, because you brought me sunshine

Amongst the rain, and even the raindrops,

Scream your name, as they fall for earth,

Just as I fell for you.

My Curse ~ I Will Never Be Satisfied

This is special

Like a recipe for a cook

I only pull this once

If I fail I lose everything

If I win I get one shot

That shot must penetrate

Deep within my soul

My soul must ooze out

and her body sop it up

Then we will be alone

Alone with my thoughts

Alone with the dreams forgotten

Something ending with a you

Starting with an “f”,

Hopefully that’s unsaid

Instead, id like a sunset

A perfect melody

And a harmonious tune

Between our hearts then divided

Coincided in the love that we have found.

I still will not be satisfied

I imagine a beach

Wet with the waves of time

Sand blowing around our heads

Something goes unsaid

Universally understood

I would, never ever

Never, never, never,

Be satisfied.

I have dishonored my soul

Misplayed my role

Doth in my inner flesh

Sprawled in my outer don

Moving on…I cannot see myself

Face this face that played

Such an efficient role

This I know

Is my devil

My demon

My curse.

So I pick up my soul

Patch up the hole

Pour back the ooze

Sit back and snooze

My dreams dance around

Quite daintily shroud

They end with a frown

I’m found my face down.

Tears roll down my cheeks

So quietly neat

There’s a scent in the air

That was so empty and bare

I look all around

All blurred by the sound

I see a girl.

I see my girl.

Oh what a shame

I cry out with a laugh

You missed my swell dream

And great aftermath

You’ve come here for me

Of that I know thee

You will always be there

Whenever you care

And that is always.

I count the Mondays in my life

Oh what mundane events that come

Dry off my socks

And straighten my tie.

I will live here I say

Until this very day.

Then I will be on my way.

I have shamed on this day.

Take me for who I am.

My all that I am.

What I see, that I see.

What is me, that is me.

The truth that amassed

I assess, I have become.

Moving on will be another demon.

My Ship

One can only dream

and paint things with their imagination.

Imagery that’s at its best,

Is a poetical resignation.

I live by one rule,

As curious as it can be.

I captain my ship;

I satisfy me.

Ive delved in the blackness,

Ive basked in the light;

And all of my curiosity,

Will be fulfilled tonight.

Candles roll out,

Across the floor they go.

Maybe for a reason…

But who ever knows…

I see my ship…

Arest on the horizon

If only that thing,

My ideas could be the size of.

She takes a deep breath,

Remotely away.

I have fulfilled my mission.

I am here to stay.

I have some knots,

Very many to tie.

This task I must finish;

Or I very well die.

But continuing on,

I darn all the holes.

Tighten the lines,

And roll up the scrolls.

I will captain my ship,

Away I will be.

I captain my ship,

I satisfy me.

With all my sails risen,

I shall lest begin.

I’ll stalk through the night,

In my dreams within.

I will find the diamond,

Gemstone or pearl.

I will find that one,

Of that I am sure.

I know my destination,

I know my decree.

I will captain my ship.

I will satisfy me.

Landing on shore,

Off we will go.

What we encounter,

That I don’t know.

Its easy to imagine,

An obtainable goal.

Like climbing a mountain,

On a couch in the snow.

Theres my goal,

On the horizon.

Its exactly what my ideas are the size of.

And as she is, she lay there for me.

I will captain my ship.

I will satisfy me.