the day, she's bright and filled with glee
but envying the night
for what thoughts of you came to me
from depth to greater heights
amid the heaven's where we strove
for long forgotten dreams
where wedded bliss sublimely wove
of breath and comely themes
i so much so adore you, love
and need for you to know
that evermore you'll be thought of
and i'll not let you go
please let me know your fragile heart
to have you here for keeps
'til death may due our souls apart
and beauty softly sleeps
but envying the night
for what thoughts of you came to me
from depth to greater heights
amid the heaven's where we strove
for long forgotten dreams
where wedded bliss sublimely wove
of breath and comely themes
i so much so adore you, love
and need for you to know
that evermore you'll be thought of
and i'll not let you go
please let me know your fragile heart
to have you here for keeps
'til death may due our souls apart
and beauty softly sleeps
i wish
to graze my lips
ever gently
to meet with yours.
warm breaths intermingling,
eyes hidden beneath while
the storm outside rages.
i love the taste...
it's so, so sweet.
i reach my hand to softly touch
your cheek.
oh, my flaming beauty your
soul is such a thing to have
that i am swept away in this dream.
lost. mesmerized...
this image will be with me
always.
two fusing silhouettes against the light
there in a dream where autumn's moon aglows
of sweet perfection while my heart's mere sight
impresses and arises, heaven knows
the reason these two lover's dance and play
i watch in adoration through my soul
two fusing silhouettes for whom i pray
may never meet the day they are not whole
i knew once,
on a speechless night,
a girl of such enchantment that
i could weep for hours knowing only of her life
she was
alluring
and for years i kept her in my heart
to sanctify the enshrouding light
which so constantly mocked my weakest inquiries
i sensed then that i was beckoned;
silently, while secretly wailing my essence for her...
for only
her
continuously
i've discovered her
more existent within me
than i have ever known
but now
i utterly curse the heavens
which have buoyantly sought
to have her
forsake me
and i long
to be no more.
on a speechless night,
a girl of such enchantment that
i could weep for hours knowing only of her life
she was
alluring
and for years i kept her in my heart
to sanctify the enshrouding light
which so constantly mocked my weakest inquiries
i sensed then that i was beckoned;
silently, while secretly wailing my essence for her...
for only
her
continuously
i've discovered her
more existent within me
than i have ever known
but now
i utterly curse the heavens
which have buoyantly sought
to have her
forsake me
and i long
to be no more.
mesmerized,
i'm lost in a dream
where
she stands against the midnight sky
she stands against the midnight sky
her breath... betrayed by how the touch
of winter arouses the delectable air
across the slender light of the moon
of winter arouses the delectable air
across the slender light of the moon
and oh, as i watch her
she looks off into the distance
from where she will ever be--
this appertaining apparition.
i cannot help
but to fall utterly in love because
that moment, acquainted with my soul,
draws from me an undying urge:
to know her flawless essence.
my ears ring so often
and i wonder
do you think of me
while swaying in the memory of our last encounter?
i didn't sense i really knew you and maybe
you only thought you knew me
time stole it all away
when you believed me to be
nothing more than an apparition
and now i trust
when you secretly recall
you will never linger too vaguely
but think only that i have always thought
you were simply you
for the sake of me being me.
and i wonder
do you think of me
while swaying in the memory of our last encounter?
i didn't sense i really knew you and maybe
you only thought you knew me
time stole it all away
when you believed me to be
nothing more than an apparition
and now i trust
when you secretly recall
you will never linger too vaguely
but think only that i have always thought
you were simply you
for the sake of me being me.
in an empty room,
i bleed my soul into another
vague possibility
the buttermilk skies
paint a beautiful scene while
the sleepy sun gleams one last time
into this sacrificial prison
confusion swells while
binding me to my most distant
haunting moment:
the night
she lifted the veil from my
fragmented heart.
shadows
make an effort to silence
the echo and yet,
it looms undyingly of consent
i sense i've now become
what i feared the most
vacant.
embraced by chaos
mummified by doubt
a cold wind passes through and wails her name
gently, i close my eyes
recalling when
she extracted me from her murky womb
yesterday's are imaginary to me
i'll have no worth tomorrow
because... she is gone.
it happened so sudden
depriving me of all i've ever known.
to hate with a passion was
my only leisure
to build my soul of rage for her
but now
i dwell
alone in my own filth
begging for her.
mummified by doubt
a cold wind passes through and wails her name
gently, i close my eyes
recalling when
she extracted me from her murky womb
yesterday's are imaginary to me
i'll have no worth tomorrow
because... she is gone.
it happened so sudden
depriving me of all i've ever known.
to hate with a passion was
my only leisure
to build my soul of rage for her
but now
i dwell
alone in my own filth
begging for her.
you're beautiful.
the way you hold the night
and cascade throughout my lonely heart
renders me breathless
and i give
my every touch to you;
to only...
you
there is no
anything
the world fades and we are alone
as i watch you moan while
my soul glistens through my skin
oh, you're beautiful
blinding me from where fantasy begins and
reality ends
the light flickers hues of ecstasy as i
gain momentum
"oh, my God!" escapes not a moment too soon
you're beautiful.
hello, it's me robert.
i know you're probably wondering why i'm posting this instead of a poem. well, one reason is to thank those of you who've been so generous with your comments (you know who you are). Thank you for your time, kindness and appreciation.
not long ago i went over this blog and recalled of some my favorites. then i thought i'd like to share the top five (not necessarily in the order i place them in) with you. so, let's revisit, shall we:
5. because this poem takes me back to a time in my life when my pain mingled more with another whose soul has been through a lot of the same i chose "never". i hope you enjoy it as well:
http://empiricalshadowsandbeautifullight.blogspot.com/2009/01/never.html
4.this is one of my personal favorites for the fact it's written from a woman's perspective. i wrote this for what i thought was a legit contest at the time but kept it for it's feeling. "Oh Me ( I Am The One)":
http://empiricalshadowsandbeautifullight.blogspot.com/2009/04/oh-me-i-am-one-from-table-where-roses.html
3. the tone in this poem brings me remember how much work it took to finish composing it. when i did i was so satsfied with the rersults that i go back to it from time to time just to smile. i hope you do to. "The Primrose Veil":
http://empiricalshadowsandbeautifullight.blogspot.com/2009/04/cup-we-thirst.html
2. getting near the end and the choices aren't getting any easier hehe. to be totally honest with you my earlier work hold a lot of my favorites so the next picks are going to be from 2006. this i just love because it not only worked as a poem but a ballad of sorts as well (yes, i sung it to whom it was written for hehe). "Soulmate":
http://empiricalshadowsandbeautifullight.blogspot.com/2009/04/through-doors-to-empty-hall-at-end-ill.html
1. my number one pick is one that i poured my heart into. it reflects my feeling's as a painful chapter in my life was coming to a close. to be honest it still brings a tear. here we have "Soothing Rhythm White":
http://empiricalshadowsandbeautifullight.blogspot.com/2009/05/soothing-rhythm-white.html
well, there we have it. some of my favorites. i hope you found the time to visit some of them if not all. if you left a comment then i thank you from the bottom of my heart. until my next post i'll see ya ;)
yours,
Robert.
P.S
if you're interested in more of my work then please find me here: http://sonneteerhaven.blogspot.com/
oh, as you hang the semblance of my soul
where all the world will find their fortuned dreams
the piece of you that feeds the midnight toll
of grainy time still aches a brighter theme
i see it while you keep me held up high
despite the allegory life can claim
you know my silky touch can make you cry
i am the poverty you know by name
through autumn we will dance a faithful prayer
and know of nothing more than whimsy thought
i sense how deeply you feel you must bear
the dark vexatious reasons fate had wrought
yet if you found how much i still believe
that you're capricious for my sake, i fear
you'd let me go to find your own reprieve
then all my happiness will disappear
my calico desires would be in vain
and you would be the wanderlust i long
'til beauty mingles with our hearts again
the night would think to sing our final song
but covet me and i will give you breath
for every duskiness my grace will sell
and mend the fabrication of your death
with love's true needle to enchant you well
i may be just a pendulum to keep
forevermore amid the summer skies
but you're the truth of why nature will sleep
in such a faint encumbrance through my guise
so as you hang the semblance of my soul
where all the world will find their fortuned dreams
the piece of you that feeds the midnight tollof grainy time will settle for this theme
for you, the one whom i imperishably adore
i bleed my heart, my soul, my every whim
and by this verse, the beauty that i pour
through dreams, through time and all that reached the brim
i'll breathe our moments touched by the settling night
there is no more than light between our souls
which streams to join the theme of such delight
from me to you and you to me, we're whole
and how that taste of such affinity
that you have swore would grant us more than life
has made its way to surge through you and me
there ceasing both our weariness and strife
oh, til i die from your ambrosial kiss
my sweet belovéd i'll always long that bliss
i bleed my heart, my soul, my every whim
and by this verse, the beauty that i pour
through dreams, through time and all that reached the brim
i'll breathe our moments touched by the settling night
there is no more than light between our souls
which streams to join the theme of such delight
from me to you and you to me, we're whole
and how that taste of such affinity
that you have swore would grant us more than life
has made its way to surge through you and me
there ceasing both our weariness and strife
oh, til i die from your ambrosial kiss
my sweet belovéd i'll always long that bliss
author notes: i know this poem is in sonnet format but i refuse to consider it one for its spontaneous line lengths. if you know how passionately i feel about the sonnet then i'm sure you know why i chose to add these author notes. thank you for reading :)
o farewell belovéd
mother
i pray that you can see
as angels lead you through those
gates
just what you mean to me
for in my heart i feel so
lost
and in my soul i'm cold
i wish that i were there for
you
more often on that road
although i know your pain is
gone
it's hard for me to say
o farewell belovéd
mother
we'll meet again one
day
you are the sun, i am the moon, we'll never touch
we'll never know the beauty of a kiss
i'll never know what it may be to miss you much
for i have never mingled with your bliss
i search for you, you are the light deep in my heart
you light my path when i am lost, oh love
you are the sun, i am the moon, we'll never part
though we may share the heavens high above
it's in my nature to be far from your embrace
yet i still hope you hear what i convey
i often do what it may take to know your grace
and so i'll find my way to you one day
you are the sun, i am the moon, though this is true
i'll always be in love with only you
we'll never know the beauty of a kiss
i'll never know what it may be to miss you much
for i have never mingled with your bliss
i search for you, you are the light deep in my heart
you light my path when i am lost, oh love
you are the sun, i am the moon, we'll never part
though we may share the heavens high above
it's in my nature to be far from your embrace
yet i still hope you hear what i convey
i often do what it may take to know your grace
and so i'll find my way to you one day
you are the sun, i am the moon, though this is true
i'll always be in love with only you
such breath is like lonely dream
a life that drifts in lily white
the air is cold but surely gleams
true beauty through the azure night
i watch it dance and grace my soul
with only the deepest intent
its mere appearance makes me whole
and thus i am far more content
the way it holds me when i veil
my eyes to ebb from autumn's heart
just takes my hand and never fails
as dear Jack Frost who bares such art
enhances almost everything
and thus i smile to see this truth
my inner self begins to sing
and still connects me to my youth
Author Notes: my favorite season happens to be winter.
slowly I graze
against the shrouds of my youth
embracing what it had already meant
embracing what it had already meant
to scribe
when rain was just as sweet as light
and gray overshadowed no beauty
fairer than my muse
and gray overshadowed no beauty
fairer than my muse
and through that curious enchantment,
which in time aroused my secret self,
I was at once acquainted with my heart's eternal dreams.
which in time aroused my secret self,
I was at once acquainted with my heart's eternal dreams.
remembering when you were mine
I held you - reluctant!
you've surged throughout my soul: traveling aimlessly...
wandering, swaying like a leaf amid an autumn's breeze
you were so afraid, so afraid
beneath the moon you shone with such an eloquence
that I could not help but to fall in love
my confessions yearned for your lips and
ever softly I wept to know your ripening thoughts
(searching for you in the night)
lover's were we when the open doors of breath
recaptured our every whim;
we've drowned, we've drowned
and so, undyingly and again:
I will beseech you.
no fairer journey dwells in me
then that which you've described
then that which you've described
with every verse you gave birth to
by which your heart inscribed
by which your heart inscribed
your wit and wisdom met with life
and beauty to adieu
with every stroke of genius
the things that paint love blue
I cannot help but to exist
for how you gave me breath
'tis as you know where I have been
then stole me from my death
one final time to paint the scene
of all I've longed to know
I've crossed your path through every word
you wrote so long ago
Author Notes: This piece was originally inspired by the poetry and poets of the Romantic Era.
my ink amid the page immortalized
of thought i've dared to string unto with heart
the preciousness of time in all life's guise
lest at the end my paper shrouds in dark
the preciousness of time in all life's guise
lest at the end my paper shrouds in dark
when this does task my soul to fatefulness
in all my merest promise to anew
the whispers of the glory i profess
they stir from what this life had taught me through
so let the heavens high above take pace
at gracing me with all i might avail
tonight it might be hours i embrace
forever as the stars make way to trail
along the things that guide me on my way
by them i know that on my own i'll pass
beyond the things in life that lie astray
i thought this all unto the looking glass
when solace cradles me within a brightened theme
to soothe me, how it bares a righteous tone
my thoughts transcend and lead me to a faithful dream
where heaven will not let me be alone
the view i find beneath my veiling eyes soon brings
to me the reasons that can make me whole
there held within the comfort of an angel's wings
remains my life, my heart, my very soul
My belovéd
I am within a void if not with the inspiration of your soul, without the very essence that is you. I have only recently discovered what true weariness is; a weariness unlike any I have ever endured before. And long before there was you my pen gleamed, with no satisfaction might I add, for the day I would die insufferably. You have gone now, it seems. When the day ceases and I realize how solitude has claimed me, I mourn. With that I bare to you a confession: I often wish my thoughts would leave me...only I am haunted by them which in turn suppresses my heart and feeds on the shadow of my soul. Why belovéd, have we drifted? Enclosed with this letter is a poem I wrote in adoration of you and my heart shall ache to hear you recite it. Oh, if for that moment belovéd I weep or die, forgive me.
Yours faithfully,
Robert
in my arms
her grievances
flutter as a thousand thoughts
and press upon the grave
of our union
her grievances
flutter as a thousand thoughts
and press upon the grave
of our union
twisting that knife
to drain
such melody
and wishing it
to worthier lovers than we
my every thought
is now
a trail of tears
as she
evokes
a cloudburst
it
overwhelms
our love
leading my heart
to mourn
again
and again
in sync
with a broken lyric
overwhelms
our love
leading my heart
to mourn
again
and again
in sync
with a broken lyric
and I long for her
by the measure of grains i hold in my hands
the grains of sand from the hourglass
which had by day as the dawn emerged
sought to take me away but at last
i thought it not to be of the dust
that had drifted into these shades of wonder
but time which i needed more than i knew
beyond the span of my life whenever
beauty would drift into these words that i pour
while i stood from the heights where i've not known
my death and so the things i believe
will engrave from every ounce of my soul
for all that i've learned from hurt and sheer grace
from the depth of every ounce of my being
i'll bare all i find through all i convey
and think of forever as though i were i'm dreaming
to awaken that which stirs my soul
oh all those things we've ever said and done
seem to only matter when we fight
i would burn high fire from the depth of this
then meet the dark if i could greet the light
you are the reason for all the promises chained
around your soul to keep me close to your heart
i would burn high fire from the depth of this
so baby don't you cry, no don't you fall apart
This is for the melody not felt nor yet heard
Through the wind to drift the track of someone's dying words
Not one blues man nor musician sought that song out high
Nor hit the notes for unknown reasons life had set awry
I long the day or night I hear as lovely as can be
That melody to which I say this unheard and un-free
There's pain and love which may be why you fall into that silence
I've faith you may intrigue someday the youngest and the wisest
And to the one who finds the notes please set them these words
Nor hit the notes for unknown reasons life had set awry
I long the day or night I hear as lovely as can be
That melody to which I say this unheard and un-free
There's pain and love which may be why you fall into that silence
I've faith you may intrigue someday the youngest and the wisest
And to the one who finds the notes please set them these words
Oh this is for the melody not felt nor yet heard
i veil the windows to my soul then
a vague, vague kiss
greets my lips
it touches
soft, beautiful and dark
the night enshrouds me in warmth then
through a sin born of desire
i die, i die
wanting, yearning not
through a sin born of desire
i die, i die
wanting, yearning not
ever turning away
so very
intimate...
this is
what steals my breath
a tear trickles
then
alters
what it means
to love
how deep
i bleed.
i bleed.
i'll carve my truest thoughts into the wall
tonight with hope that you will hear my plea
the clock once told me one day i would fall
yet never whispered how i'd not be free
the pain i feel invites my heart to break
the winter snow drifts beauty for awhile
although i have nowhere to go, i'll make
the best of this in thinking of your smile
there is a scythe that hides within the wind
it holds your voice and tells me you don't care
oh i apologize for how i sinned
i never meant to bring you such despair
you tossed me to the streets with no remorse
and cried how you could do with a divorce
you tossed me to the streets with no remorse
and cried how you could do with a divorce
Author Notes: This piece is not autobiographical.
there is an image of this girl within my heart
who once embraced me when i was a teen
i cared for her when dreams would conjure as an art
the truest beauty that you've ever seen
the stars would shine and smile on us from high above
it felt as though our bond would never die
yet she confessed to me that it was never love
and that we both ignited a dark lie
within her tears she claimed that she must go away
i begged and pleaded on my knees for her
for how could one be such an angel but then stray
from all that we could ever be and were
i hear that soothing echo of the day we met
and find the reason i cannot forget
carry on my weary one
through all the tears you cry
for I do sense that you believe
all pain is just a lie
a thousand bonds of beauty weave
a thousands times you'll know
that only you can unravel
and only you can sow
reflected in your deepest dreams
are reasons you're so fond
of why your soul will still remain
there seemingly beyond
where you will search for what you've yearned
cause inside you still feel
so carry on my weary one
for only love conceals
where smiles and frowns still hide
i yearn to know why i exist
and search there deep inside
a thought embraces and imbues
across my weary soul
where scars left from the deepest cut
reveal how i'm unwhole
how can i shine beyond the rain
where do i go from here
the clouds are pierced and won't let up
the thunder calls me near
perhaps i'm meant to grieve and grieve
and grieve forevermore
i guess it's why i still remain
where i'll not reach the shore
where i'll not reach the shore
i love that fire
which burns in accordance
to their own dreams
the passion they bestow
through depth and by
their chaos:
forever instilled
so beautifully.
through the pages and paintings
and chapters so long
as i embrace the
colors-
i am an unleashed moth
yearning for the next
moment they conjure another
perfect musing.
i am indeed in love
with poets.
i sense
tragedy
in my soul i know,
i know we were meant to be and yet
i'm so damn vacant and oblivious that
you would have never accepted it
(at least not for long)
time seems to drift away;
it's no longer of any concern,
why won't this leave me be...
leave
me
be
and
let me sit here,
so lonely and oh, so much further
from this world
than i have ever been before,
thinking only of you
you must have thought the worse
for my abandonment,
for my fallible nature and
for my ignorance;
i wonder if you can hear me
whisper
how so sorry i am
how could i have been so
uncaring in that last moment?
God, i'm stupid.
i'm stupid because
you were more of a gift to me
than i knew
and now i'm left wondering:
'do you echo my sentiments?'
as i think more, and more, and more;
deeper and deeper,
i wish so much
that i could utter to you,
through these tears,
how truly 'i still love you'
and how...
i will
till hell freezes over
and you're reawakened
'my eternal breath of heaven.'
tragedy
in my soul i know,
i know we were meant to be and yet
i'm so damn vacant and oblivious that
you would have never accepted it
(at least not for long)
time seems to drift away;
it's no longer of any concern,
why won't this leave me be...
leave
me
be
and
let me sit here,
so lonely and oh, so much further
from this world
than i have ever been before,
thinking only of you
you must have thought the worse
for my abandonment,
for my fallible nature and
for my ignorance;
i wonder if you can hear me
whisper
how so sorry i am
how could i have been so
uncaring in that last moment?
God, i'm stupid.
i'm stupid because
you were more of a gift to me
than i knew
and now i'm left wondering:
'do you echo my sentiments?'
as i think more, and more, and more;
deeper and deeper,
i wish so much
that i could utter to you,
through these tears,
how truly 'i still love you'
and how...
i will
till hell freezes over
and you're reawakened
'my eternal breath of heaven.'
a flight throughout a comely dream
with one who held me once before
deep in reformative serenity
and drenched in love forevermore
guided high above the clouds
there by her light and unconfined
i only want to know the embrace
which brings the stars to perfectly align
then dance that beauty into a life
that burns its depth and never dies
how could i not sense by the way
she looks at me and softly sighs
that only fate could conjure this
and so i breathe a perfect vow
and whisper it deep within her soul
we'll meet again one day somehow
goodbye, goodbye she whispers true
with tears i smile and never dare
to utter hopelessness to her
i now hold her within a prayer
i'll always think of what she meant
and how we didn't have the time
to be together more often than not
my belovéd for whom the angel' chime
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