A Beautiful Lie.

He left – so long ago – and yet, you cry –
There is that tear within your glassy eye …
Denying this shall do you no good, my dear,
The life of your hope still shines in that tear.

I have loved you – with a necessity –
You are my breath; my soul’s eternity –
And then – he walks by, my love, and that tear
Appears,
it unmans me,
fills me with fear
That rips my heart to shreds – each time,
each time …

My friends told me, with arguments so fine,
Of how and why I ought to let you go;
My pride agreed, but – my heart shouted: “No!”
I was selfish – but no more!
I am done!

I shall move away! For your sake, I’ll shun
My hope – which I have saved, for so, so long …

I know my name takes no note in the song
You sing – but then, all you sang was bliss t’me
(It still is! That’s the pain of Memory!)

No more!
I am done.

And yet, so serene
Seem all those memories, that laugh, that smile –

But then, I was your laugh, he is your dream –
I lived a beautiful lie for a while;
And, now, it is high time I say my goodbye …

Though …
I’ll be near to wipe your tears if you cry.

A Time To Lose.

If my time could be chosen,
I would choose other than this,
If moments were tokens,
I would choose ones of bliss.

So do all, he said, who live
To see such darkened times;
But times are not easy to pick
Like mithril from mines.

And I must move into dark,
For dark it is before light,
And I must battle with it
And this Ring before my sight.

But I wish to know of time,
If dark moments can be broken –
And what would I choose,
If my time could be chosen?

31st January

Antithesis.

Darkness and the moon,
Silence and the tune,
Fighting with the other,
Loving one another –
Desperate, wholesome need
Satisfaction refrains to feed.

Green leaves against brown earth,
Your wet tears against his mirth –
Existing to live?
Something’s got to give!
There’s the lock! But where’s the key?
There you are, but I can’t find me.

Wings – Devil or hand of God?
Dust – freedom of sky or finality in sod?