Shine down on us.
Give us warmth.
Our faces to the sky
To receive your light
Through the clouds,
In the darkest nights.
Give us hope.
Prismatic by te5seract
TO THE LIGHT
Bring me to the light
Where demons don’t dwell,
And colors appear to soothe my tired soul.
A rainbow of delights engulfs me.
Raindrops fall to wash my tears.
Music surrounds me in a heartbeat.
I am not alone.
Others have found this paradise.
A place to quiet the wandering beast.
Arms lift me.
Roses entomb me.
I am here at last.
I’ve made it to paradise.
BE MY BEACON
There is a mist.
I can’t see.
All is blurry.
I can see you.
You stand before me.
You are my beacon.
Wait for me,
I will walk to you.
I can see nothing but you.
Be my beacon.
In the darkest of nights.
Wait for me,
I’ve reached you.
But you’re gone.
A mist blurs the light.
I can’t see anything.
You’ve left me.
I never had you.
You were my one hope.
My last chance.
You never waited.
You never cared.
Time for me to give up.
I bow my head.
I’ve given up.
I will no longer reach
For what I can’t have.
I will no longer have hope.
The world goes dark around me.
Light and dark.
Soaring to highs.
Falling to lows.
A fellow author is compiling poetry from authors on her WordPress site. The topic is letting go. I sat down and wrote this poem about my brother. As tears fell from my eyes, I felt sad and happy at the same time. Sad that I will never see him again, and happy that I can share my love with others.
Can I ever let go?
Can I ever let go of your touch?
At night, I dream of your fingers.
I can’t believe I miss you so much.
Your strokes through my hair still linger.
Can I ever let go of your eyes?
With great pride, you watched me grow.
I dearly pray for one last surprise.
You to return to me, I know.
I know my prayers won’t be answered.
My wishes never come true.
But I still have hopes to be answered.
And one day to see you too.
Can I ever let go of your humor?
Your wit and jokes had lightened my days.
I know this is much more than a rumor
That I’ll never have you brighten my days.
Days keep on passing.
But life must go on.
My heart is fasting
Each day it beats on.
Can I ever let go of you?
To my dearest, older brother,
My answer is a ‘no’ to you.
You weren’t only my brother.
You helped my mother to raise me.
You provided light for her blind eyes.
You’ll always be the best of me.
Until the day, I close my own eyes.
ENERGY OF LIGHT
Light the night sky with your energy.
Waves of light to shock our senses.
Sizzling sounds to move our souls.
Darkness yearns to blacken the sky.
But the streaks of light persevere.
The moon lifts its face with a grin.
Thunder will be riding soon on its horse.
Mother Nature never misses a beat.
The light forewarns us of the coming storm.
TOUCH THE RAINBOW
I take the winding path shaded in red
instead of hiding in my comfy bed.
The road widens and narrows its scope
as it weaves away from any hope.
Blood red threatens the night sky
as laughter follows up high.
Rivers of crimson red coat my tired feet
as I walk the road of shame and defeat.
Why cannot life take the high road?
I ask if I may be so bold.
Up ahead I see a bright light
as I rise up with all my might.
I run toward the rainbow in my mind
in the colors and hues, I hope to find.
Please don’t set.
Don’t remove your light.
The nights are cold.
The shadows are long.
Their reach too immense.
Don’t allow the moon its space.
It brings pain with its touch,
Horror in its light,
Shadows in its path.
Please don’t leave me.
THE DEAD GAME