You now find
A need hide,
Where time
Sets disguise,
Be the mask
Fits façade,
Meant to hold
Live inside,
There to be bold
Reinventing
A fatiguing soul,
Best obscured
In the interim,
One ways discern
Thence half alive,
To suffer return
Eluding hell’s burn
In this interval bide,
Held be place to hide!
I am the crow
That was before,
Now made to go
For a last chore,
To find the place
Where I’m to lie,
As will old crows
When time to die,
The while remember
I am the crow,
Who with its caw
Be crow you saw,
Meant let you know
Hunger weren’t lore
Nor presence to ignore,
Tho now be just a crow
That is alas no more!
Looking for place
To hide,
One that’s as long
As wide,
A place for feelings
Yet rigidly raw,
In state that needs
A while to thaw,
As one so pleads
No longer can bear
Made hide ones fare…
So to survive
We have to find
A mind alive,
Who has little time
Left to realize
We’re near empty
On a road scarce alive,
So choked and dried
Be hard to find place,
We no longer need hide!
Sun rise
Or sun set,
Dark eyes
Seek to hide,
Held upset
Under guise
Of surprise,
Finds a place,
Said disguise
Of refuge inside,
An expression to bide!
One lives in need
Of a place,
Held be in the sun
For its life giving face,
Tho risks of burn
In sun’s solar run,
We mightn’t discern,
Its perilous pace
Has us suffer pain,
Sparing no place
In spite of the rains,
He’ll find to embrace
Any ones face
Who dares overstay,
For sun, will have its way!
A sweet memory,
We fondly keep
Of days felt whole,
When youth’s first love
Did magically take hold…
To someone’s heart
We’d found a way,
Yet from the start
For some ‘twas play,
Thus a short stay
Would so compose,
A first love’s fate
Might find to morn,
That special place
Until one looked beyond
Sad and forlorn,
Embraces lost love bound!
Speak louder,
To propitiate
In a tranquil place,
For a worthy state!
