Bitter rejection

Being called a liar..really
3 weeks ago. Wed 25 Apr 2018 04:31:47 PM IDT


I have searched for words to place here...this man in charge...this proud man in control... I find myself humbled...though she kneels before me..in her submission she has shown me such strength..i do not have her strength...her passion... But she drives me...the emotions flood over me in waves...i stumble...but she is there...the soft touch...that voice... The kiss of an Angel....and because of her strength... I will not fail...i will accept this gift...this give of pure love...

1 month ago. Sat 14 Apr 2018 10:37:04 AM IDT

Dare... 

Dare to fall...

Fall...

Fall in love...

Love..

Love or die...

Die...

Die never knowing....

1 month ago. Mon 09 Apr 2018 05:30:23 PM IDT

May this dream never end....

Her beauty engraved in my mind....

Her touch.....

No words......

A kiss...

So much more....

My Angel....

1 month ago. Wed 04 Apr 2018 06:36:39 PM IDT

I had kissed her many times...in many ways...im many places....for many reasons...

 

Each one played in my mind this day...i relived each in my dreams...woke to them each morning...drifted to slumber each night with her on my lips...

 

But this...this was none of those... This moment... The moment my life became complete...when my mind found peace...

 

The day seemed no different...her beauty the same..my passion an unquenchable flame....her touch electric...

 

But now as i took her face in my hands...her eyes closed slowly...her lips parted softly...and i kissed her...

 

The feelings shot through my soul...my heart raced...the Beast fed...and then..i knew..in that moment... She was mine...without hesitation... And i hers...

 

In that moment....surrender...

1 month ago. Tue 03 Apr 2018 04:19:36 PM IDT

I was tossed about the sea....

She calmed the tides...

 

I was angry...

She calmed my mind...

 

I was lost....

She searched me out...

 

It was dark...

She shined so bright.....

 

I was restless....

She touched my hand...

 

I was in despair....

She gave me hope....

 

She gave her all....

And asked for none....

 

Now my eyes are clear....

For she is there...

 

I am weak....

While she is strong...

 

I take from her....

She gives the gift....

 

She is my life....

My Angel in the storm...

2 months ago. Fri 23 Mar 2018 12:13:11 AM IST

The figure eased out of the morning mist...a tall warrior upon a grey horse...his clothes ripped and torn...his skin scarred and bloodied... He looked aged...all but his eyes...deep blue..they spoke of spirit and fight...there was much fight left in The Slayer...ahead lay two paths...one smooth and clear...the other dark and rocky...once again the voice came..soft...alluring.. And again he was drawn into the darkness...he traveled many days...slayed demons most would never face...then ar a small rise in the road..a thicket...thorns and long spikes... The corpses of those that had tried before adorned its edges...then the voice again...soft and alluring... Evil...he knew...like poison...but he was drawn...seduced...but then a new voice... From the chaos rose...softer yet... Peaceful...patient...."I am with you sir...you will not fail...but if you did...i would love you still...""...then the scent of lilac...his heart pounded in his chest...his eyes grew red...he raised his sword high...and down through the thicket it crashed...the path was clear...and in the distance...no voice...just a scream...for now...the temptress was the prey....

2 months ago. Mon 19 Mar 2018 04:09:18 PM IST

On the hill stands a willow...

Planted long ago....

With gentle hands it grew.....

With time it stands alone....

The branches still give shade....

But none are there to care....

Its roots are long and solid.....

Its trunk solid and true....

But time has shook its branches....

Some lay shattered at the base....

Where children once did wonder....

Now dust is in that place....

A small house in the distance...

Its windows gone with time...

The door gone from its hinges...

No voices found inside....

So tell me my dear Willow....

Standing firm and standing tall...

Has time done its damage....

Has pain become your prize...

And why does the morning....

Say your wisdom is in vain...

And does the wind call truely....

A new name for you sir....

What of your former glory...

Those days of play...

For now they simply call you...

Weeping willow...

Tree of pain....

2 months ago. Sat 17 Mar 2018 06:34:45 PM IST

Once more i hear her voice... See the spirit in her eyes...yes i know mom....I am a fighter... And fight i must...i will not sacrifice who i am....but i will not die on my knees.... My tears wash the blood from my wounds....inflicted by those i trusted... That pain drives me...i rise where i have fallen...The eyes of The Slayer look up into those of the Beast...and for a moment the Beast pauses...a flicker of fear fills his blackened soul...and The eyes of The Slayer burn red...through the pain...the blood...it begins again...the music fills his mind..the driving beat...he grips the sword...slowly it rises to his chest...and he will fight...again...and now... Let The Beast know fear....

2 months ago. Sun 11 Mar 2018 05:37:32 PM IST

There it was..

In plain site...so beautiful...so true....

But i knew...it could not be...

Not for me...never..

But surely this was different...

Surely i could not be foolish...

Foolish....again....and again...

For this time it called me....

Not in a whisper....

Not in a faint glow....

It shined like the gates of heaven....

I felt it reach out to me....

And i ran....

Like a child before the xmas tree...

And i touched it...

For a glorious moment.....

For that second...i lived....

And for that...

I now must die....

For in my haste....

In my greed...

I ran too far...

Ran past the simple gift....

Ran past the moment....

Lunged for the gold...

And fell...again...

Into the Abyss...

For i am proud...a proud fool...

The jester...that is me...

So i lie amongst the stones...

I hear them again...

The voices...the screams...

They come for me...

And now...i will not run...

I will not fight...

For this is my last rainbow..

I reached the end...

And found my reward....

My pain....

4 months ago. Fri 12 Jan 2018 08:16:52 AM IST

Wait.....

Stop sir....

I think thats her...

No....

Nevermind....

Must be my eyes....

They see what they wish to see...

My heart feels what it wishes to feel....

But the ride....

I paid for this damn ride....

With blood and tears...

And I'm not getting off...

Well maybe...

If i just knew....

What the visions mean....

Why i hear her voice in my sleep...

I sense her touch....

And i become weak...

Like a child....

Maybe i am....

Maybe that is why i like the ride...

For my horse is a mighty stallion...

And yes that is her...

Just ahead....

I spur my mount...

But to no avail....

She remains but a distance vision....

A beauty beyond my meager ability to dream...

And i put a child...

Upon my favorite ride....

Then a hand..

My mothers voice..

Come on son....

We must get home...

But mom....

Just one more time...

The girl mom...

The girl....

Then the music ends....

The fog lifts....

I stand before my mothers grave.....

Yes, just one more ride mom...

Then i will be home....

 

 

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