Redemption

There is a path for all that lives
Yet no one follows the righteous

I’ve committed sins, been led astray
By those, I’ve loved ever timeless

I can keep digging my way to hell
Because it seems all too familiar

Perhaps, it’s not late to atone, so
Now I opt a path to help recover

But I will not leave my darkness
As it’s the only home I’ve known

And I’ll again find courage to love
A feeling, I’m determined to hone.

 

False Dawn

So he sits in rain to drown in his thoughts
His heart is filled, with doubt and despair

He questions his rebirth, his perfect wings
Asking himself, ‘why his flight had faltered​?’

She was the wind to his mighty ailerons
And he’d blister his fire, all over her sky

The oceans screamed, upon their meeting
The sun shined brighter yet moon was shy

For certain, their love was unparalleled
But maybe it was just another false dawn

He no longer loves her, or maybe he does
For love is so short, forgetting is so long

The Fall

He crashed onto the surface of earth
As his queen had left to his surprise

His flame waning, his valor was bruised
His wings torn by the fall from the skies

He wasn’t hurting, but numb through pain
Lying there on dust, broken and helpless

Though he must find shelter and revive
That he must find a way out of this mess

The child has now once flown through sky
And he surely knows the might of flight

He longs to return, to be one with wind
To rise above ground, beyond this plight

Queen

When born again of fire; ascended
He flew with passion and desire

In the midst of clouds he found her
Like a revelation, as birds conspire

She was peace, a rose, the wine
Her heart; warm, unable to hate

For she was like a summer’s day
Not gloom for him to illuminate

Love urged her to embrace the dark
So she became one with the night

He kneels to her, calls her queen
Unleashing his blaze in all his might

Rebirth

Child of shadows, once born of flesh
Un-winged, amidst fear and agony

‘Fraid of the lurking and yet to come
Oblivious, to the code of chivalry.

Voids in his desire were unveiled, as
Love taught him; death with dignity.

In desire to be and in wanting to live
His wretched soul began to purge,

As he wept at the beauty of night
He commenced to sing his own dirge,

Then born again of fire; ascended,
Like Phoenix must burn to emerge.

Nocturnal Lies

A mind in a nocturnal reverie,
The ominous hour ere sunrise

Perpetual variance in notes
A pleasant melody, full of lies

Wretched soul, sleep deprived
Exhaustion of the rheumy eyes

Disentangling the ambivalence,
Hoping for an utter liberation

Perhaps being accustomed to it,
Spurning the needed salvation

The perks of a conflicted soul,
Living by perennial indecisions.