One Day?

Hello, my love, I write to you
These uninspired lines of melancholy blue
To paint my soul for you to see
Black as night caged in misery
Why? you ask I do not know
But here we are, and I can’t let go
Of the hope that I’ll see your face
And you will one day find your place
At my side and in my arms
With me to protect you from harm
Until then this weary prince of pain
Will happy see you in his dreams again

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The Potter and The Merchants Daughter.

Why am I haunted so by these phantoms
Story after story, verse after verse
I can’t help feeling this deep agony
Long ago a man lived in Scandinavia
A potter, a warrior, he traveled many lands
And it was there he met her to the east
Upon a merchants road, she longed for home
Yes, I’ve dreamt of him, through his eyes
Know his love of the morning sky
And his love of her cherry blossoms
Which she described lovingly to him
That she begged he come and see
That he live with her in the rising sun
Under the watchful sakura trees
The man who never seen such things
Would not leave his village isle
To live so far from Odin’s gaze
So young merchant daughter became
His devoted viking maiden
And together a son they did raise
To create simple tools from simple clay
How long ago, how many lifetimes now
And I am a simple man yet still
Is that merchants daughter out there now?
Is she in the rising sun, or is she yue
Perhaps I know what she means by “Hanzu”
Zhengou? the people of Han, like Waigong Lee?
Alas, maiden of dreams, finding you will set me free.

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In Every Dream

They call me Kim Soo Ah
Friends call me Kimmy
She smiled bright with cherub glow
I handed her fallen books
Blushed with nerves I stole away
From her radiance
I lamented my parting so
Describing her emery hair
To shop keep as being a violent sea
Of dark obsidian streaked
With natural ebony browns
Her curls pinned behind doll like ears
Eyes of honey brown cinnamon
I cursed my anxious shy nature
Shop Keep laughed and says to me
Not all men are winners see
Yet she after me pursued
To my utmost astonishment
And traded numbers
She texted later to my good fortune
To ask to dine that night with me
So out we go but before
I show up at Soo Ah’s door
Dressed in lovely white sun gown
She bids me in to wait
She tend her make up, I sit down
On tapes I see a name
“Sorah’s Don’t Touch”
So Rah? Soo Ah? Or is this Sora?
I call to her and ask
Who is Sorah?
Those tapes are a friend’s.
She pops one in and I watch
The girl dressed in vibrant Han Bok
sings a most  lovely melody
The friend filming claps at end
“Fantastic Sora, beautiful as always.”
She cheers, I shut it off and sigh
So realistic, I mutter, every detail
The apartment, the campus, the store
But Sora, I am dreaming, and it’s you again
Can I not escape the lady of mist?
Will these visions never end?
She sees my sad smile
Oh, then it’s you, Damien?
That, Damien, where are you
Kentucky fair one, asleep
And where, Anika, are you?
Looking for you in every dream

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Ever Raging Dreams

I close my eyes and I see her
Sat on a bench alone
Her son in stroller laughs
I watch from a distance
Seperate, yet there I see
I desire to reach to her
I wish to share with her my heart
Pour my soul to her like wine
Yet he approaches and I open my eyes
I never wanted to leave Sora
My desire isn’t for the dreams to fade
All those others just vapid shadows
I, in her life, just an empty shade
Watching having never met her
Wishing with no clue if she is real
I close my eyes once more to dream
Waiting stories to be seen
She’s with me laughing, a joke I told
Her hair swept up she’s ageless
While I seem ever so old
I leaned to examine the way her eyes light
My heart longs for her shine ever bright
My deep fear, finding my Sora
Only to push her far away
My heart a wall, a fortress
My dreams my prison, my empty cage
Sealing me with sorrow
Filling my souls eternal rage
If she is out there, patient waiting
The maiden who my heart doth dream
Forgive me Tsuki, my troubled moon
I am but the storm at sea
The swirling typhoons
In your dark monsoon season
The agonies of eternal love
Yet even if i’m the epitome
Of your ever increasing dark despair
If I am not your knight from heaven above
Know I’ve longed for you’re happiness
To stand aside you, in solidarity
To hear your pain, cheer your bliss
I wish to be there beloved lady of dreams

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To Fallstar

I plead you accept the facts
Face the truth he isn’t me
Don’t you get how hard this is
Seeing her in all your cries
Go I don’t ask you to stay anymore
I set you free
Take it of your own free will
Open the door
I know this is hard to believe
But the heart is a known deceiver
It lied to you, it was always me
My voice whispering a subtle wind
To toss your waves of emery hair
My song playing bitter muse
To cause your crystal tears unintended
Yes every verse with my name is me
I am Damien, but I am not he
So stop, don’t come to me crying for him
I’m selfish, bitter, depressed, angry
And he, your sweet adonis, isn’t me
I do not wish to dream of any other
Or call any name but Sora, my true Sora
She is the lady of shadows
The tide, the troubled moon, the broken dream
She’s the light, the blossom, Hoa, Sakura
The elegant flower of the misty forest
The mistress of fire, lady of dreams
Princess, the dragon queen
And she is the one who is shy yet stubborn
Well learned and well to do
Athletic, hard headed, her hair pinned tight
Her laugh causng creases on her face just so
She is the one i’ve called my flower
Ayana, Aniya, Anika, Sora, Tsuki
Every name poetic and different meaning
She is a goddess unseen, not real
Yet my worship is for her alone
Every poem of love devoted to the lady
Lady of mist and I her king of misery
Please I no longer wish to confuse you
Calling you by her name confused me
And you are not the same Sora
I can’t convince myself this but…

I must if you are to live happy

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Lingering Here

The desire to reach out and touch you
To hold you against my heart
It overwhelms me so that I dream
And see you once again
Your name is clear in view
I scant know how to react
Why can’t my heart ignore this
And listen to my head when I say
It isn’t her, leave her there where she is
Are you Sora? No Sora is the moon
Sora is the pull of my raging sea
The ebb and flow of the tides
The muse of every single dream
Yet, are you Anika Sora who I once
Called Lady Aniya oh I already know
It can’t be because she’s tied up
To another broken hopeless dream
And that bitter love doesn’t involve me
Yet I dream I’m looking at my phone
To see a message on my Facebook
From her, a light in my dark dreams
Sweet Hoa, the blossom, and I stared at her
Profile, a face I’d known yet never will see
Outside my dreams, I sigh, no it won’t be
I shan’ t chase a star when the universe calls
Besides I can’t ask a stranger to love me

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Thin Line

I walk a thin line posting this
my heart aches an anxiety but my soul
Would scold me if I hid my poetry
How I fear her breaking every time
We speak of these troubled rhymes
I’ve cried so oft in discussion
with aching heart and weighted soul
I dream yet I fear to confuse more
Alas here is my heart in bitter dreams outpour
I won’t suppress my feelings when this is my abode