Bury the embers of our once bright flame,
Stomp the dirt so they may never burn again,
Pray for rain so they may never rekindle,
The death our love,
Made to sound so simple,
Forget to mention the warmth that flame provided,
Why choose to remember only how it divided,
We once burnt bright as any star in the sky,
Only to discover, the brightest stars start to die,
So make a wish for every star that you see, for we don’t know who’s love each star may be.
He was angry, he was hurt, his heart all muddied, dragged though the dirt, he felt a pain that had left him cold, his inner child could not bear this world,
Try as he may to find his peace, his sorrow he could not release, until one very fateful day, his inner child came out to play,
For he met a girl who could reach inside, he no longer felt the need to hide, as she knew his trauma and she knew his pain, she knew the feeling of being left in the rain.
Wandering the forest, beams of light pierce the thick canopy, the whispers of the wind lead me deeper and deeper,
Oh sweet serenity in the presence of royalty, the fairy princess dancing in the distance motions me to keep moving forward,
Her movements mesmerizing, she glides between the trees, disappearing for a moment or eternity it seems,
Where is it that she leads me, I cannot help but wonder, is all of this a dream? Am i caught in a slumber?
The sun dips below the mountains, taking with it the light, oh serene fairy princess, you still sparkle so bright,
Silk woven gown, adorned in sheer black, enchanting white wings, emerge from your back,
A slumber it may be, though one fact remains true, in the forest of dreams I am closer to you…
A shadow can only be cast in the presence of light, a day can only be made through the reverence of night, understand that these two go hand in hand, opposites yet equals in the lifetime of man,
The good and the bad, the highs and the lows, the sun in the summertime, the wintery snows, autumn leaves fall, spring time leaves grow, your hard times aren’t permanent, I hope this you know
The darkness always calls to me, like a tantric siren song, the darkness always looks for me, and I can’t hide very long,
It has a way of knowing, my deepest darkest desire, it dangles this infront of me, with the voice of an unholy choir
The darkness has no boundaries, so nothing is off limits, it wraps me in its cold embrace and fills me with its spirit,
I wish that I could see the light and feel it’s warmth caress my skin, but secretly I love the dark so it will always win
Pandora Poems 