Posts Tagged ‘love



01
Feb
13

Leaving You


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What can I say that’s not been said before?
I know I need to be strong to walk out that door,
You may think it’s my way to even the score,
But truth: it’s because I can’t love you more.

When we first met, I sensed you were the One,
We laughed, we cried, we seemed to have fun,
But now, now that the hurting is done,
The time for me to leave has sadly come.

Your beauty, to my memory, is forever etched.
What we once had together, I’ll never forget
But, no longer can the pain, my heart be the subject,
Still, leaving you I know, I’ll always feel regret.

27
Jan
13

Body and Soul


realitySome among us achieve their dream goal, I’ve come to believe it’s because they’ve realized the secret of connection to:

Body and Soul

The human body, open to suggestion,
Given by cerebral mind projection;
Will by this, achieve wanted perfection,
Gaining ultimate skill, given by their connection.

The impediments to attaining this desireable goal
Are often taught by formal education, its potential price toll
A system structure that can alienate body from Mind-Soul
The true secret to what makes a human whole

Few in life realize the gift of this wondrous understanding,
Their achievements reflect it by perfomance outstanding,
More the reason all humanity should be commanding;
Reform to enhance education, with loud voice demanding.

14
Jan
13

Voyage to Fate


A dedication to those who died alone on the
fateful Costa Concordia pleasure cruise 01-13-2012

ImageUpon entering Cabin 612, an eight by ten room
Little did I know, it would lead to my doom
That water would seep from every crack
Then the thought arrives: ‘Will I ever be going back?’
Alone I wait for help to arrive
But none will come, I’ll struggle to survive
As the last of lights finally flicker out
I’ll be over come with fear and try to shout
But no one will hear, for they have all gone
I nervously start to hum my favorite song
The water will rise leaving just a pocket of air
How much more of this will I be able to bare
With a sudden surge, water filling the room
I now know, it has become my tomb

Times like these suggest life is guided by fate
There seems little room for counter debate
Innocent, guided by optimism and pleasure
Life itself offering up so much to treasure
Then, unbeknownst, unannounced
From out of nowhere, death does trounce
In less than an instant, all is lost
For no matter of reason, no matter of cost
Times like these you know life is guided by fate
There seems no room, for counter debate.

 

06
Jan
13

Winter Country


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The brilliant white florescence of new fallen snow
Transcends an otherwise grey day to magically glow
Pine trees heavily laden, their branches begin to bow
The wonder of winter country, so few get to know

The crack and creek of ice, the lake hardens to the freeze
Snow drifts sculpted, carved by mild wind breeze
Chimney smoke rises, dancing above barren trees
A wondrous sight, does nothing but please

Though the fallen temps chill to the bone
Nothing beats a snowy walk, with friends or alone
Only to return to a hearth warmed home
To a cup of hot chocolate, a raspberry scone

Winter, a brief season that comes but once a year
A time of dread for some, others gleefully cheer
With warm woolen mitts and scarf, the cold’s not to fear
It’s a time to be alive, to be thankful you are here.

02
Jan
13

2013


2013 purported to be a magic-marker, the embarking into a golden-age yet,  at the strike of midnight, all is found to be the `same old way‘.   Will it not take more then the change of calendar dates for humanity to alter its destructive path, to recognize all that preceded December 31st, 2012 was, is, of its choosing and doing?

Increasingly immersed in the flood of technological gadgetry to mask the pain, suffering and emotional detachment, individually the collective grows blind and calloused to any promise of correction to the apathy that has metastasized the human consciousness.

True this brief diatribe sounds pathetically negative but, it is born from disappointment and frustration that what has yet to unfold in the promised days of 2013 is more likely then not, to be an amplified replay of 2012 and decades preceding. Should this pessimistic projection be ultimately proven wrong, no one would be more pleased then myself.

This all said, all the best to any and all whose eyes and mind encounter this posting.

16
Dec
12

The Face I Face


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I woke from a darkness to face a face I am not
The last of my memory is being shot
Who have I become with this face I got
Would this be the face I would have otherwise sought?

Is to be forgotten the face of who I am?
Does this face make me the other man?
Will those who love me need start again?
Or have I become a living sham?

Medical science has rendered this face a new life
Has all been cured by a sterile scalpel knife?
Or has the door been open to a life of mental strife?
When in the mirror the face I face, does not appear right.

10
Dec
12

Morality’s Grasp


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He looked into my eyes, through to my want of soul
He knew  I desired him but at what cost, what toll?
His beauty of youth so obvious, not to be denied
But morality’s grasp did, our chance to love, belie

Age, the discriminator to each living life
Through its passage, experienced, is much emotional strife
It need not be this way, it makes no common sense
For often and, most certain, it’s to our own expense

We struggle to retain our vibrancy of youth
But each reflective glance, garners the harsher of truth
As each year moves closer toward an unavoidable, death end
It leaves the want to be old and living , harder to defend

Beauty, it’s said, is bestowed to the eye of the beholder
But not if such beauty is found of one young by one older
Attraction should not be defined by the measure of time’s passage
But by the degree loving hearts become emotionally ravaged

To look into the wanting eyes of one’s youthful admirer
Full of innocence and want to fulfill a yearning desire
Ignorant to the morality of adult guilt self impose
Blind to the consequence that yields such advances forever closed.

06
Dec
12

Faith Choice


To the conception of Soul to Life
The seed to presence is planted
Life is given to nourish the Seed
Nourishment derived by the course journey
Fertilizer source to both Evil and Love
A Choice given to the Life Soul to feed
question
To what faith in Choice is your journey nourished?

24
Nov
12

naykd poet tweets


 

The attached file is a pdf of tweets posted over a period of several months. They make for easy and ideally, entertaining reading.

 

NAYKD POET TWEETS

23
Nov
12

Newest Publication


I am pleased to announce the release of my latest collection of poetry and essay:

VOICEOne Man’s Voice – But is Anyone Listening

 The topics cover a wide spectrum of subject but a common thread binds them and that being to question our human environment in the context of politics, religion and even sexuality not only on a global scale but too, on a personal level.

VOICE is expressive of one point of view but hopefully one that will not only garner a common sense of contemporary life but one that will foster debate of the issues that face all in this increasingly global-community.

To review VOICE using your Smart Phone or I-Pad scan the QR code below –

It would make a great gift or stocking stuffer

Happy Holiday Season to All

 

 




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