Archive for June, 2011

Desert’s Child

Posted in Fantasy, For the Dreamer, From a Melancholic Soul, Passion and Pain, Through the Passage of Time with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on June 23, 2011 by mistressofpoetry

Please take me away
To the sands of my birth
The dream of my incarnation
Where first I breathed the morning
And exhaled the dusk
May the land hear my call
For I am alone again

Pain seeks its treasure in buried temples
Ancient, yet not forgotten
Not by me
For I was awakened in a bed of rage
Bringing storms across distant horizons
My yesterdays of wrath
Which fill my tomorrows once more

Let the sands caress my face
And the sweat kiss my eyes
For my vision burns of you, my home
Humanity will take its leave of me
For what I never was cannot remain
Only the spirit which was born of this fire
And the body which tempts not the fortunes of bliss

The barren sun weeps for its lost child
In a death-trance which mourning could not overtake
I can hear the moans which erupt from both above and below
It surrounds me with a desire which could never be quenched
For I belong with the jackals and the asps
I am the heart which rises in its grave
A traveller carried home by the wind

I will reach my horizon
I will see the visions in my dreams
Forever could not hold back this longing
For it is older than the seas
And furious in its need
The inhuman force resonating in my pulse
I will return, a child of the sand and a god of the lonely flame…

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A Heart’s Goodbye

Posted in Goodbye, Passion and Pain, Through the Passage of Time with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on June 10, 2011 by mistressofpoetry

Dancing_Through_Grief_by_Arielle_Carroll

So many places
And yet my heart wanders
So many times
And yet my soul continues its voyage
A ship tossed upon the waves
A bird, fighting against the wind
With no refuge,
No place to rest its wearied wings
And still the spirit wanders on
Sails blazing against the current
Wishes torn from me
Dreams dying in the dust

But could that clay be reborn again
To form a new creature?
Could that dream rise again
As the great one, to heaven
From the defeating flames of yesterday?

As death brings life
And life brings death
And the days turn to months
And months to years
And as I numb with each stroke of time
I wonder in simple amazement
At those tiny droplets of resilience
Falling from my eyes in great floods
And tiny mists
As the minutes pass on
And the hour comes nigh
To say my goodbyes

Is it any wonder
Any great prospect for philosophers
To wrap their great minds around human nature
And see the reflection of their own souls
Old as the ages, and young as a child’s delight?

And the seconds pass on
Closer to my farewell
As I gather my forces
To conquer a new life
A new dream
And ride my chariot of flame to a new tomorrow
Rich with wonder and thick with hello’s
Searching ever for more
But free to find myself in all of these things
Free to love
Free to breathe
Free to smile at whatever brings joy

So fear not these goodbyes
For they are a necessity in the many tomorrows
Which shall embrace my heart
As I embrace the truth
In visions that captivate this heart
Which grows wiser with the years
And these times of suffering
For once the goodbyes are done
And the pain fades into memory
What remains is mine to build
As I sit upon the throne of the future
Fashioning my own crown, without remorse…

Sparrow

Posted in Goodbye, Passion and Pain, Perseverance, The Pain of Life with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on June 3, 2011 by mistressofpoetry

This rose withers in the scorching sun
As the angels fly away
Little do they realize that as the petals fade
The sparrow remains locked away

Search for truth and the key will be found
All fairytales of a distant dream
Flowing like fountains from behind my eyes
And chasing the song of windchimes

Hide away, hide away on some distant shore
And wait for freedom to carry me to you
Disenchanted dreamer come die alone with me
Wherever you are, you are still a part of me

I will make my mind’s escape and join myself again
One day, lying on the shores of stars
Whispering no more the open sores of the cage
Broken with bandages laying on red soil

Claw my repose and see that I bleed
Send me to my dream of evermore
For I disappeared before your eyes
The night you locked the door

No more blood upon silvery clouds
For I am empty of my remorse
In black I shall ride into a dream
Fading into the sparrow’s eyes

As the wind carries away the final trace
And the night calls one last time
You will find the rose no more
For my heart drifted alone all these years
Floating with the breeze… towards life’s first breath