In the quest for my hearts silence
I find shallow hills,
Murky waters
And empty flower sills.
The sun rises and falls
Beneath the empty sky.
As the coyote sits and wishes he could fly.
Castles beneath the sea,
Treasures buried deep
Wishes to prevail,
Send the wind to the sail.
Sour patches of despair,
Cast away your wicked stare;
Find me lying underneath,
Heavens door with no belief.
Open fields let freedom rein,
Sorrows pass and fade the pain.
Found in peace in waters way,
On the ocean, my soul shall stay
Love shall find me one sound day;
Love will find me in God’s own way
8/1/05
Friday, August 7, 2009
8
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7
Eye’s wide shut, we sleep in silence;
Tears to be free leave us hope
Sound the horn, begin to cope.
Everlasting life, proven to be,
Everlasting love, Shakespeare could not see
Laughing, sounds of upward hope
Lead us away from the downward slope.
Found beneath this evil wreckage;
Lifeless joys, tears of silence,
Pain clouds my thoughts;
Asking to be hurt;
Pain today, forever; watch
Cast me aside and board the dock.
Time frames come and others go,
And leave us pondering the
Sequence of the show.
Hollow dreams and empty souls,
Burdened by this; they call love.
Show me life and show me joy.
Never show me another boy;
Sit in silence, sit in pain;
Never love where he has lain.
Heart bound torment in my soul
Cast away this empty hole
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6
Heart filled with sorrowful eyes,
Shut to innocence,
And bound to tormented souls;
Life beginning and ending all in one night.
Cast away emotions,
Let pain out
Where tears and silence are
For those who know.
Hearts begin to open
And the gates slam shut;
Inbounding joy.
Time flies and halts all in one setting,
Leveling out happiness to a shallow watering hole,
Where do we lie when the emptiness in my heart
Races to the gates and then is halted
At the starting point.
Where do feelings take us in this ambivalent state?
Tears fall to the debts;
To heaven or to hell lost for all time.
Wasted years, wasted minds, and wasted memories.
Life longing for self pity
And endless days pondering this so call Love
That bewitches our hearts and souls.
2/26/04
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4
Powerful pleasure that lust provides;
Emotions running ramped
And life dwindling by.
Lies, become the basis for torture
And karma vanishes;
Waiting for its revival ;
In agonizing pain,
Derailed at sanity’s break.
The walls of my chest cave inward,
Pressing upon my heart,
Shadows lay upon my soul
And compassion leaves;
An endless spectrum
Of the minds estate.
To live to breath to feel;
Conquer harmony; all subtleties
That caress my envious side;
Into a shallow jealousy
Leaving me blinded by the devil.
Incontinence reviled.
SLH
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5
My mind’s racing with illusions;
Of self thought and pity.
Irreconcilable damage,
Reaps my mind
And I dance in circles,
Trying to find;
My lost sanity;
Certifiably wrought.
Sanity versus sanctity
Do we survive?
Or fall back into a delirium and jealousy;
Ensuing despair.
SLH
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Labels: SLH's Book of Modern Day Sonnets
Monday, July 13, 2009
7
Eye’s wide shut, we sleep in silence;
Tears to be free, leave us hope
Sound the horn, begin to cope.
Everlasting life, proven to be,
Everlasting love, Shakespeare could not see
Laughing, sounds of upward hope
Leave us casted towards the downward slope.
Found beneath this evil wreckage
Lifeless joys, tears of silence
Pain clouds my thoughts
Asking to be hurt
Pain today, forever; watch
Cast me aside and board the dock.
Time frames come and others go
And leave us pondering the
Sequence of the show
Hollow dreams and empty souls
Burdened by this; they call love.
Show me life and show me joy..
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Labels: SLH's Book of Modern Day Sonnets
Canyon's of Chaos
Destruction overwhelms the day
A vast inferiority consumes creation
Catastrophic images of the impoverished
Solidified nations residing in fear
Malevolent predictions of those who are lost
Serenading lies, impervious crimes
Contention of the fallen
Bereavement; trials erase
Solidarity of the wicked
Cascading without a trace
Entrenched, alone and fearful
Memories long to fade
The hierarchy of the disillusioned
Remains this very day…
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Sunday, July 12, 2009
The Hurricane of Love
Shadows follow us through the night;
In weakness we surrender to the fight
Alone in darkness I cry.
Absent from love and a lie
Sacrifice for those who absently try.
To love, to lose, to die;
In the end we all remain
Lost once again.
Impurity of the heart
Illusions tempt us to desire;
Satan is a vagrant liar.
Alone in this perilous fight
We search again for the light;
Carry us onto a burdensome free life.
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Nostalgia of the Minds Estate
Silence overwhelms my mind as the days pass and hours torture;
the indifference within my heart.
The sunlight dimly provokes the inner strength yet hapless I lie alone
in a shell of darkness within hell’s fury.
The ferocity within this infection of sadness bellows to the depths
of the most illustrious sea.
A mere collection of intermittent memories that instigate
the sensations of life’s manufactured deficiency allowing nothing
or anyone to prevail.
A malfunction of our vast capacity to comprehend the iniquities
that we suffer and whereas, they shall capture thy heart and thy soul.
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The moral decline in our society is directly connected to the decline of high culture. Tradition and value no longer exists and a mere hypocrisy known as our societal regime controls the populace. The individual self has separated from one’s body and assimilated into superficiality: greed and envy. Life consists upon power and money versus true happiness. Many search throughout their lives for meaningless value in material goods, instead of every appreciating every day of life; where only we can control our destiny. The destitute surrounding’s that are left from the destruction of the human population are in direct representations of the continual damage that will occur if we are not stopped. Greed must cease to exist and money needs to be seen as meaningless without happiness. The separation of self and superficiality must be addressed in order to save the world from the Apocalypse.
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