Resolved to Forget

By Damien Knight

Need to hold you
Wipe away the grief
Long to see your face
I must know for sure
If these dreams are more
More than this fantasy
It is to your fortune
I’ll never open that door
Never know the flow
Of your raven waves of hair
Or hear the soft sobs
I cannot comfort you
Nor see the hair pins
You so love to wear
The trim of your nails
You flaunt with such care
The truth is I feel it
This empty love hurts
Yet it is mine to feel
Don’t call her Sora!
Forget years of visions
Dreams aren’t real
Nothing is and I am alone
I cannot blame her
This phantom of beauty
My years of misery
After all is my own

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Foreseen

By Damien Knight

My muse, she threatens my heart
I know she did not intend this
I am weak to the ways of love
Worrying, longing for her happiness
When she leaves, she never will
And I, yes me, will be on her mind
Is it what we desired? I say no.
Yet, I believe my sight, she’d read my lines
I predicted once she’d come
Lured by poetry with no desire for me
She’d love another who matched my frame
Somehow, I’d help set her free
I don’t know if now is that dream
I stare dazed at my computer screen
My muse similar to my visions
If I ignore her is it ignoring the foreseen

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The Seer’s Oracle

By Damien Knight

Do you think it possible?
Does your heart doubt?
Know that I desire to speak.
Lovely flower, I live without.
Your stature doesn’t match your fire.
I saw you, slender hand in my own.
Hair dark and thick like basalt.
I would not dare leave alone,
Princess, don’t ask me to abandon you.
You run, my vision, you flee from me.
Embracing fear of shame, embarrassed.
The structures your bound soul, not free.
Caged, complicated, the wood buildings
Chaotic but not indestructible, my dear
In the rainbow crystal balls I saw the seer
The seer knows, look in, don’t fear
Stare into the glow of the seer’s bowl
Will the society around you let you bloom?
“Take her in your arms,” he spoke.
If only I could, I would erase your gloom.

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Agony’s King

By Damien Knight

Do not act in a way unnatural
Do not avoid the gaze of my eyes
I have spoken only truth
Here we are let’s not live lies
I regret pushing away again
I meditate and in vision see
A face small, round holding tears
Fighting hard to ignore me
I see myself too gazing at my phone
Constant for that notification
Speaking less and less, I understand
But my heart needs that affirmation
Do I call out, or let it go
I keep seeing these things
As long as you are happy and free
I will keep being agony’s king

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Time To Wake

By Damien Knight 

I would search the heavens, the moon, the stars, the universe
I would search the whole of earth, from Seattle, Seoul, Edinburgh, Hanoi
Every heartache, every face, ever dream I have, every written verse
I believe in fate, all things have a reason, alas though once more
I ought give up and embrace the truths laid out in front of me
Anika Sora, she lives in my fantasy, my deepest dreams 
I am happy loving my angel, eyes like the bluest sky, soul like the sea
Ignore the visions of the past they brought agony, despair
Stop searching the heavens, the moon, the stars the endless skies
Stop hunting the earth from city, town and streets
No more verses calling out to a desperate dream of lies
Wake up Koraki, Damien, the night is end, embrace reality

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In a Vision

By Damien Knight

There great stone dragon stood
I before it in the meadow
To implore of my destiny
And of the lady of the woods
The mist rose up with chimes
As of bells of temple prayer
Priestess once dragon stood there
“Forward young man,” Like music
Prostate before her I bow
Certain to know the truth
Stern she commands “stand!”
I do, “I will answer you now.”
A voice like the goddess rings
“Ask your guide, let her answer.”
“I seek the one, I seek her.”
“Tell me what is her name.”
Her hair ribbon she unties
Steps forward and speaks
“That which is ‘A’ has loyalty.”
“And of H tell me no lies.”
She grins “No love from L.”
Mist rose, voice divine echos
“You must return, you must go.”
Like words on wet paper she fades

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