Never left

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life, Loneliness, poem, poetry

At the same old cross-road;
Right where it all started;
On the same carriage I rode;
At the time, I departed;

All but the clothes I wear;
Remained the same but different;
I just have more white hair;
And still to luxuries indifferent;

Should I sit and wonder;
And Should I spew what’s brewing;
Or should I quietly ponder-
On my golden ruin;
Alas, over the hill and down the slope;
Sliding as if earth, was somehow a globe.
©FAT 2024

Solace

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Loneliness, poem, poetry

Back to the never-ending cycle;
I have voluntarily fell;
between her Hyde and Jekyll;
between heartache and hell;
numbness is now my dwelling;
and dark clouds fill my sky;
hopes of happiness and living;
my eyes no longer spy;
Dearest, I am alright I promise;
You need to worry not;
I just caught a glimpse of solace;
And things I have forgot;
I know venting on your shoulder is getting more and more unfair;
It’s just that mine massive boulder, spared me few breaths of air.
©FAT 2023

Crossroads

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choices, despair, destiny, fate, life, Loneliness, love

I have been here before;
I know of fate and luck;
I know what’s in the store;
When one by love is struck;
I know of all the yearning-
The longing, the hopes and worries;
And I know of all the turnings;
That a love journey carries;
I know of all our plans;
Our dreams our fears and wishes;
I know our yings and yangs;
I know of our woes and blisses;
I know of “I do, I promise I swear”;
As I know of years in vain;
Regrets and nights in despair;
Memories I can’t explain;
I see the cliffs past yonder;
And I know where I must head;
I know roads I should not wander;
But my heart says it must tread;
©FAT 2020

Blessed

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life, Loneliness, love, writing

Youth has faded;
And time betrayed;
All the kisses we traded;
And all promises made;
I miss not the scent that linger;
Or her cheeks when she is exposed;
Or that smile so pure and tender;
When her eyes are gently closed;
Now the past ablaze;
The thread and spool;
Long gone those days;
The kind and cruel;
Alas, so long the games and so long the play;
Today I am neither a predator nor I am a prey.
©FAT 2020

The Unwilling Dreamer

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dreaming, fears, life, love, poem, poetry, self preservation

Take me beyond my doubts;
And beyond my imagination;
Be my wings and stouts;
And tear down my self-preservation;
Confront my fears;
And defy my laws;
Undo past tears;
And accept my flaws;
Unveil your heart;
And bare your soul;
I will do my part;
I will give my all;
Or for your sake and mine remain a dream;
That passes by as stars through a moonlit stream.
©FAT 2019

Birthday Blues II

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birthday, birthday blues, halloween, life, wisdom

I am mature and ripe in every way;
I have soared so high and paid my dues;
And wisdom laced my beard with grey;
Yet somehow I am struck by birthday blues;
Unsanctioned like, a maiden’s blush;
Unfathomable like the runes of Berbers;
Or Like the fact I am too old to crush;
But here I am and Katja Herbers;
Thank you dear unwanted guest;
And my everlasting curse:
Last year you didn’t best;
Nor did you worse;
I understand you not, but at least you’re here;
So, Farewell good bye until next year.
©FAT 2019

Frozen

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fate, life, love, poetry

Your love was my savior;
And your gift is my chain;
But such is life’s behavior;
The cycle of famine and rain;
Or this cloud that fogs;
My lonely thirsty dunes;
Raining ink and frogs;
Wretched chants and runes;
Visions I should have trusted;
I should have shown content;
But I dreamt I lusted;
And I did consent;
Now I am halfway between regret and sorrow;
Juggling nights and days till the awaited morrow.
©FAT 2019

The Tunnel

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darkness, depression, despair, hope, life, poem, poetry

 

When will it end?
When is the last chapter written?
When will both knees I bend?
When will I lose what’s given
When would the voices stop?
When would these visions cease
When will the morning drop?
When will the nightmares ease?
When will all monsters sleep?
When will wise words I’ll heed?
When will good deeds I reap?
When will this soul is freed?
Regardless how, or when and where
I know one day, that I will be there.

©FAT 2019