Tuesday, January 15, 2013

Yes, Angels Do have Wings.


YES, Angels do have wings
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I felt lost and not my own
although I had a loving home.
Something deep inside of me
felt caged and longing to be free.

I wandered off - most times alone
seeking something - some unknown.
Imagining the world brand new
the paradise I never knew.

A moment came, as often would
the thought occurred, as if it should,
That all I longed for, all I wished
was knowing life meant more than this.

I felt a bite .... ungrateful shame.
Like I had craved some selfish gain.
Then right that moment - from ahigh
A vision bright ..... and this reply.
~~~

"
I've come thus forth ... please do not fear,
your loving Father sent me here.

Praise not, nor crave this form I hold,
search first His kingdom, in your soul.

Though mighty wings these are I wear
Your burdens heavy - that they bear.

And laden thus with all the chores
your conscience ever leaning t'wards


Yet from this moment forever on
your search for truth will burn upon

your mind though weary, searching deep
the core of justice that you seek.

This task is not for weak of mind
It is a gift from our Devin.

Your life though wove in darkest days
your love for truth will light your way"
~~~~~

YES, Angels do have wings
that lift them higher when they sing
That flutter when they chance to laugh
That spread out mighty, strong and fast
Whenever given Holy task.

Like a whisper on your cheek
A little breath of warmth down deep
That too quick glimpse just passing by
A shadow brushing cross the sky,

The guardians, watching you and I.


 © # 288. Mea.

Monday, January 14, 2013

 
 
The Dragon 
 
 
Like a hollowed shell
plucked by the gull
dropped from the sky
to ragged ridges of scattered selves.
Empty of form
these weakened limbs
of liquified gaunt
all seeping in neutral grains of sort.
 
A heart I did have,
A soul once was.
I inhaled a life
 skipping upon the breath of sunlight.
Of flesh was made
with blood once thrived
profound eruptions
bursting the elements of ever.
*
*
  What twisted fate
inherent though was
tangled my means
so entrapped my limbs from dancing.
Bowed my thoughts
engulfed my desires
peeled away hope
and chips relentless at my being.
 
Like Jobe of old
to bone I'm stripped
no skin untouched
by imprints premature dying.
The vessel worse
a torchered heap
while clamped teeth dig
in dungeon chains lost to weeping.
 
But where are the three
who would burden me?
argue their words
entwined with mine own lamentings?
Nothing but silence
though silence resounds
with frightening noise
as if ears are in evils keeping.
 
What have I done
What HAVE I done
deserving this unholy rapture?
Some part I played
creations sin
and leaves me this nothing thereafter.
But cold and clay
a crawling mass
till sky be bound
in air once more to another falling. 
 
Like a hollowed shell
plucked by the gull 
dropped from the sky
to ragged ridges of scattered selves.
Empty of form
these weakened limbs
a liquified gaunt
all seeping in neutral grains of sort. 
 
  ©.#158 Mea.
 
 


Friday, January 11, 2013


Lestat

Somewhere back in time there came a moment
Where everything that I could hope was gone
*In between the hour of joy & sorrow
The tolling of a clock stopped every song.

Somehow all my life became transparent
Everything I'd done or dreamed to do
*In between the wants & what's it good for
I became a duplicate of you. 

Something strange inside began to shapen
All that I had been became undone
*In between who cares & all that matters
I vowed my allegiance to just one.

Critical of what I saw before me
Embarrassed and ashamed of all behind
*In between the fact of it & fictions
Overweight with emptiness inside.

Loosing any trace of future promise
keeping tabs on fallen souls I'd won
*In between a life & not worth living
Paying homage to the dead and gone.

Careful- I befriend the tossed and lonely
Solitude is best for those our kind 
*In between the saved & I'll be damned for
Impaled by the endless pangs of time.

So my life is lost in translutations
Wear the mask that hides my bitter half
*In between the who I am & once was
Biding time to peel away my wrath

Feeding on despairs of past tomorrows
Enlightened by the cup of what's to come
*In between the flailings & the failures
I raise tainted fang to everyone. 

~~ 
Eu te asteapta, cu fiecare l-a batut de inima. 
Al dumneavoastra cu adevarat..Lestat
... 
 © #187 Mea.