A Walk in the Park

A walk in the park,
A heartless disguised lark,
A fair fairy free,
A new place, but old tree.

The walk in the park,
Finished with words stark,
Perplexion they got me to see,
Did I grow up, or revert only to be?

That walk in the park,
Contemplated time forward in ark,
Will yet be well spent a day,
Not of dogma, but in an esoteric way.

Delusion?

Wisdom asks to be silent and slow,
Fitful says proceed, you never know,
Time tells me to forget and let it all go,
But who must I heed, how do I know?

To do what's right (or wrong?) is the deepest desire,
Yet these follies lead only to mire,
So gets banal, even the most dazzling glitter,
The memories of comfort, seem to grow bitter.

Wherever falls gaze is only a mirror,
Waiting to un-leash an unspeakable terror,
Blinks of valiance, shreds of hope,
Rise to fall again, gently down time's slope.

As sure as midnight strikes,
Caring never for our dislikes,
Does life go stark and dark,
With blankly scuttled stares, at my missed ark.

And then comes dawn, but it's not a story,
So life doesn't pause, doesn't stop being sorry,
Yet it is wished, that time would stop a few moments,
At least the tears could flow, like an angel laments.

A Brief in Night

A walk in the moon, making us swoon,

The way the flowers bloom, dispelling all gloom,

Seeing some merry trees, red and pink with bees,

Or not, only birds, still merry their song to dawn.

What do we say? Why, chances and pay,

Thus form words steady and slow, a little song in the flow,

And quit the wait for star: is not bad, this eternal war,

Leave the cocoon, I learn; signs of demise, benignly burn...

A walk in the moon, asunder too soon,

Wish it could be kept this way, maybe I find myself today.

Fate of Fate

I will fall, and fly and drop,
Blight will wash, away all my crop,
In my penury will fate delight,
Basking in my gory day and night,
Oh so clever oh so sly,
Oblivious you fate, I did mention "fly",
Rest in anguish, my defeated wishful song,
You can take everything, and that's where you're wrong,
I am forever, for I'm what makes me me,
Can't shed it away even time, my memories cannot take thee,
Beaten blue, without any clue,
Were your victims, but I'm your match new,
Lost you are, in your own game,
Your own fate fate, you cannot anymore tame.

Morning Just

Good Morning my love, have a nice day,
If cold stay warm in bed peaceful lay,
If sweaty go out and have some merry play,
If sad see the sun and devour the field of sunflower hay,
If sorrowed see the moon and pour out full as lovers may,
But if nothing else at least keep this seed untempered in heart,
That I miss you every moment, right from the day's start.

Reusting

The surge through my veins,
Entrails enthrall free,
No left of even feign,
Such is wait for seeing thee.

Gathering strength lost of control,
Cuts of thousands shards left grown,
Quenched to merriment greater in droll,
Sanity refused to requite and thrown.

Forced a tip and pierced pryless,
Into me own, isth emptied this room,
Strong felt and stronger by bless,
Power from nothing, and all and doom.

Conflict so welcomed, created from earth,
For it is I, who gave it its birth,
To make happy, a word of relax and broke,
Brittle being a bit heavy, fine too little to choke,
Resting in peace, resting in wait,
Rusting in milieu, rusting in wait,
Impending will seem gloom, wait there's much more,
Unearth the joyful start, does end accompany bloom.

Pie

I read too much and write too less,
Be glad, I fret, for you did do heaven bless,
Words come hard, fly faster some days,
Maybe they've left, or lost in some ways.

Unbeckoned tears, unbeknownst angst,
Paving way for more, rotting above my langst,
Left now to cringe, in terror of pending light,
Darkness embraced, isth only nectar to sight.

Madness forgone, too sane for the soul,
Worse needed to capture, worse to win the ghoul,
Knelt in meditate, door to insanity close,
Time to bury now, with time must I rose.

Feared by forevers, the silent dark shrouds,
When path to one of dual, unveiling stark dark clouds,
Quick pass the light, quicker lie to rest,
Next as is always, the day the very best.