Return

Closer they came;

One turned into ten, which suddenly became fifty

Teasing and mocking, slowly eroding;  stripping his mind

Apocalyptic evolution, played out over time

Too many now emerging, to fight

Run now he must; In search of his light

A friend from his youth, it shone as he grew

Those days long gone, when his soother was blue

Fading for years, darkness took hold

Making him doubt, reckless, and bold

Losing his way, blinded by demons

Innocence lost, and the devil, to pay

All that was good and all that was clear

Tainted by filth, surrendered to fear

Parasites chewed, deep into his brain

Swallowing logic, while planting a grain

The seed inside him, a poisoned vine

Grew strong with the help of, whiskey and wine

Survive though he did, with a blessing of grace

She waits for him, loyally

To remember his place.

His soul now aware of demonic intruders

He runs to his light, pleading for union

To join him in battle, and free him once more

Grace, smiles; with arms open

As she open the door.

©paul

 

 

 

 

 

 

Emerging

Her face did not haunt him any longer

Day by day his heart grows stronger

Emerging from grave in darkness

Grounded, once again

The lighted path before him beckoning

Come this way

Stormy clouds have lifted

The sky

Dreamy

Serene

He felt at peace, much cleaner

Not dirty, tainted, or obscene

The sun itself does greet him

As morning replaces night

Still weary, bruised, and tender

Remnants from vicious fight

Deep breaths, eyes closed, he stands there

Absorbing all that’s good

Soul aglow like embers

He steps proudly from the mud.

©paul

 

Light

For Bojana


Kind and loyal

Humble beyond measure

Generous to those that need

You’re a knowledge vault

Full of treasure

A  vocation

The Florence Nightingale, for writers

Shining your golden light

Visions in the dark

Emerging bravely

Led by your sweet amber glow

Inspired, they follow

Illuminated path

Among mocking doubts

Ignoring peers

Wrath

Unshackled, now free

This poem

I dedicate, to thee.

©paul