Category: Poetry (Page 11 of 36)

Sit with me, just a little while,
Know my soul, feel my heart beat loudly,
See the mountains silhouetted against the nighttime sky,
Hear the waters lovingly caress the evening shores.

On bended knee I've come before you,
Not weakened, but having risen strongly to the occasion,
Feel my eyes peer into your soul,
And know my love is everlasting.

Touch my face, and feel my lips touch your hand,
Bend down to kiss me, let me breathe you in,
A forgotten past sinks slowly to the bottom,
Love's promise creates waves on her silky surface.

Let me take a drink,
I have been thirsty for so long,
Take me to where I can have my fill,
And show me beauty I have never seen before.

I've lived in cold, barren places,
Known despair few have ever seen,
Looked at life through jaded windows,
Felt the sting as that glass shattered right before my eyes.

Alas, my blinded eyes now see,
The twisted scars healed, turned to gold,
A wounded heart now beats an ever more,
That brought me here...

...to the edge of a lake
Whispering softly to my love, 
Never leaving her again, as if I've left her in the first place,
We could never part for long.

In the gaze of a first-quarter moon,
We share, eternity, 
Grasping not at the straws of the mind,
But in the substance of what we've purified.

We've sealed the moment with a kiss,
We rise, embrace in what was always our forever,
Knowing nothing but this truth, 
Possessed in nothing but ownership of ourselves.

We stand together, still yet moving all the same,
Our hands full, our truth mingling with the tantalizing scent,
Of the Us we've come to know,
Destined to realize our intentions.

We know but one answer to our question,
We've sought but one soul, to answer for our soulful memories,
And there we stand, marveling,
At the paths that brought us here...

...to the edge of a lake,
To the shores of our remembering,
Never to leave this place again,
Forever changed in the shadow of our Moon.

We walk away, hand in hand,
Knowing we can never really leave,
For this promise made cannot be broken,
This oath sworn was never ours to make.

Destiny is a drum with its own rhythm,
No time, no space, no reality or illusion,
It makes promises we cannot help but keep,
Makes us walk to destinations we often fail to see.

There we meet, at the edge of a lake,
Realizing the purpose of our journey,
Feeling strong in love renewed within our hearts,
Knowing power of love realized within our souls.

To the edge of the lake we go,
To sit, in our spot long since determined,
To love in the way we cannot help but be,
We are, one, finally.

~RDA~

Diving in the stillness,
Sitting, breathing, feeling,
A distant song, a revelry 
Renewed the purpose of eternity.

Beaten, robbed, by those he loved,
Passion gone, returned as anger born,
The minion forgotten in tribute to the Master,
A sullen boy lost, forsaken still.

No unleavened bread,
No manna from the sky revealed,
A desert devoid of hope,
Burning sand springs eternal from their lash.

There is no quit...
There is no surrender...
The white flag to this forgotten boy,
Means certain death, left forgotten on a road.

Nothing ventured, nothing gained,
Or so a manboy's told...
"Fuck you all," is his reply,
Words can sting more than a sharpened knife.

The Sun rises as it always does,
Darkness reigns in a young man's eyes.
The heat of rage denies his heart,
And the wound left in his side.

There can be no quit...
No defeat in the final bell tolled,
He cannot stop, for the will's defeat,
Is the ending breath for the unloved soul.

A boy, now man,
Struggling for his identity,
Tears with the newborn he holds,
Love, discovered in her cry.

A boy, now man,
Torn and tortured in the juxtaposition,
They, those out there, cannot be trusted,
Yet, with her, his determined hand rises above the embers.

There is no quit in this man...
For he feels a renewed destiny.
The Sun has risen with such complexity,
The Moon still beckons and teases his insanity.

A certain ending, beholden to no one,
A mission lurking just beneath his surface,
To love...again or for the very first time,
The Wind, it knows what it is doing.

Some things lost, and some things gained,
The process pushing him along,
It throws him into the darkness of his mind,
He is forced to face the demons that roared within his soul.

He is just no quit in this man....
The longing in his soul awakens him,
The sadness in his heart inspires him,
The entirety of his purpose test at the end of a rope.

He's alive, awakened to the journey at hand,
Each step a realization of survival, 
Of purpose, of arriving at love's great doorstep.
Of knocking on her door.

He knows, not from some crazy notion of insecurity,
But from his place of sculpted certainty,
He's arrive, yet the journey not completed,
He knocks, but will she let him in?

There is no quit in his heart,
She will be loved, for each scar on him a lesson told,
Each footfall a song unto its own,
Each note a tribute to who she is.

Alas, the door opens, and there she stands.
He has finally found his home.
The journey still not completed,
Yet, finally, he finally feels its purpose.

In the soft breezes of a spring day,
In the sweet melody of love's sweet song,
There you were.

I found you in the Sunrise,
In the orange hues of a brand new day,
That promise renewed.

I saw you in the morning fog,
Dancing in such brilliance,
And extraordinary wonder.

I heard you in the songbird's lust,
Cracking silence with such resilience,
Making stillness such a wonderful emotion.

I felt you in that morning stretch,
Releasing, refreshing in a prayerful yawn,
Come, let us feast on our desire.

My dear Emptiness, my sweet perfume,
That scent that awakens my soul,
The fragrance of my own sacred self.

Come, for now I wither into the day,
Forgotten by most, hindered by my own insanity,
Lost in my own misdirection.

Leave, for now I want her in her chaos,
Found in her own disarray,
I thirst, and she is the drink.

In her, that island oasis in a sea of sand,
My extraordinary finding her ordinary,
Like a magic tale of a man not living on bread alone.

By her, a road full of bumps and bruises and shallow scars,
Turns East, toward an orange sky,
A day renewed, the Sun does rise.

What if I said "yes" to your smile?
That simply delicious way you have of asking me a question,
Moving me in pockets,
Testing my resolve.

What if I just wondered into your heart?
Playing the strings of your embodiment,
Softly blowing through the reeds of your desire,
Tickling those parts of you.

What if I trusted your instincts,
As much as I trusted my own?
Climbing steep cliffs and rocky ledges,
Together, holding hands.

What if I softly touched your skin?
Tuning the instruments of your longing,
Strumming the soft notes we've written together,
Singing ecstatically to the Moon.

What if I followed those lines to the center of you?
No distortions in our hastened breath,
Our rhythm keeping Universal time,
Like the Sun and Earth in unison. 

I want to walk with you to places of pure joy,
Find you basking in your own pleasure,
Enter you in moments when you need to be filled.
Call for me.

I want to hear you scream your epithet,
Hear you moan your story, 
Writhe to our song,
Do not lay still, for the moment is passing.

To swoon over the Moon,
To find countenance in the Sun,
To bathe in a mountain's early morning dew,
To be comforted by her warmth on a cold, winter's day,

Is to know that love.

To fall into a warm, natural spring,
To speak without ever saying a word,
To know, absent even the slightest thought,
To find desire in the eternal teasing of her soul,

Is to find that love.

To see beauty even in the roughest, uncut stone,
To stand tall even in the weakness of your knees,
To walk straight even when the mind fails in vertigo,
To find life when standing at death's door,

Is to discover that love.

To grasp a beauty that is silence in the chaos,
To find a smile through the veiled tears of suffering,
To know peace in the violent rages of a war,
To touch the face of heaven and God herself,

Is to finally meet that love.

It is that love for which our purpose lies,
It is that love for which our moments meet,
It is that love for which our dreams were broken,
It is that love for which our hearts do beat.

It is that love for which we seek.

I relish in my destiny,
For the blue skies always lie,
The truth remains a mystery,
Underneath the sunny skies.

Reality often resides,
Just beyond my sight,
For the truth is often revealed to me,
In the darkness of the night.

So please don’t fear the Sunless sky,
Or the blindness when you can’t see,
In the power of a sightless world,
It’s the stars that set you free.

Just beyond the lies we think,
Just outside our baseless dreams,
Echoes a truth alive within our hearts,
And the love that it redeems.

In stories told and fires set,
Through mystic, mindless seas,
I’ve forgotten you, my brother still,
A forest lost for all the trees.

Tonight on stone my head shall lie,
I pray the Moon does rise above,
On fragile earth I’ll turn to speak someday,
To the woman that I love.

Give honor to the moments when,
You fell, broken and forlorn,
For in the bloodied, hardened sand,
The best of you was born.

~Gyandeva

An instinctive thought,
Ancestral song,
Knows no difference,
Right or wrong.

A weathered face,
An old man speaks,
This wise old soul,
Knows what he seeks.

An absent mind,
Once strong and true,
This old man walks,
With thoughts of you.

Once lonely steps,
With endless Sun,
A smile oft-tested,
By things he’s done.

She may never know,
The gift she’s been,
But the old man knows,
A winter’s wind.

He found his life,
In the deepest snow,
He found his love,
When he let it go.

The tear that forms,
As the Red Bird sings,
Let clear streams form,
It’s time for spring.

~TG

There is one…
You know the one…
She is teasing with a glance,
Preying on you with her eyes,
Tormenting you with all those possibilities.

There is one…
You know the one…
Causing your mind to race,
Setting your heart on fire,
Scorching your soul with unspoken intentions.

That’s what gets me rising,
The promise, that promise of something wonderful,
The hope, the hope that springs eternal from within,
Whispering angels telling lies,
Shouting demons speaking nothing but the truth.

There is this one…
You know the one…
Making soft things firm,
Creating something out of nothing,
A strengthened arm rising from the molten ash.

There is one…
You know the one…
With just one word universes are born,
With just one inkling it all explodes,
A mountain rises from the sullen plains.

That’s where it all arises,
The Sun, the Moon, the silken sky,
That’s where it all meets,
Eternity and walls of Father Time,
What I’ve lost to get to what I’ve always wanted.

Because there is…one.
We all know…the one.

In the stalwart, wicked ways we do
The shadows torment the whole day through,
And though stumble and fall as all men do,
This one will fall back into you.

Tis wondrous, her eyes wide shut,
A longing, wanting, desperate strut,
Those open wounds, so freshly cut,
She questions things, I don’t know what.

For now I seek a day anew,
To throw away those things untrue.
I’ll stumble and fall as all men do,
But I’ll stumble and fall back into you.

Another day, some other time,
Every word will seem to rhyme,
Two lovers not yet past their prime,
Will find a single hill to climb.

I feel these things, you know them too,
All those things we think we knew,
I’ll stumble and fall as all men do,
But I’ll stumble right back into you.

I want to love you, but can’t in the way you think I should.
I want to care for you, but not in the way you think I must.
I want to fly with you, but first you need to find your wings.
I want to soar with you, but you first need to leave the ground.

There are no answers, only questions,
There are no questions, only things we think are true.
There is no dream, just a lonely footprint in the sand,
There is no faith, only waves that wash it all away.

There was no time, when anything was easy,
There was no moment when anything was hard.
There were no words save the ones that we created,
There was no fear, save thoughts that held us down.

I’ve drilled a hole in the bottom of my chalice,
It holds nothing, everything runs right through,
My embrace has no top and has no bottom,
My heart will always set you free.

As I’ve said, there is nothing we need do.
As I’ve done, there is nothing we need hide.
As I’ve lost, we have everything to gain,
As I’ve walked, we sit patiently aside.

So, for you, I give everything and nothing.
For you, I walk along in my own way.
For you, I remind you of your pleasure,
While you, remind me of your pain.

Good night, I whisper to the ether,
Good morning, I shout to the heavens up above.
Good day, in stillness that we wander,
For you, the noise we drive away.