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The hourglass sifts down towards the bottomless undertow. The heart beats faster than what has ever been known. The soul shakes to the sound of the aftermath. The world turns until it burns and crash. As you lay in the wayward light falling into a dream. Decent into the emptiness of the stars as they beam. Into your eyes a darkness Fades into tears. Bringing your mind to the worst in life of all your fears. Creating a moment and in that moment it's an eternity. But in that forever moment the night has shown us rain. And in that wayward light those feelings though bottled up hurt for only just a day. One day the hurt will be gone as I look at the golden haze.

I am a Rose
A beautiful fragrant rose
Kiss my tender petals
Inhale my fragrance
Suck my nectar
But don’t trample my heart

Because,
Then…
My tears will be a flood
That will flow drowning you
My sigh will be a storm
That will blow crushing you
My thorns will pierce your heart
Till you beg my sympathy
Kneeling down in front of me

Once
it will not be you
not me
and we will be.
When breathing
would be breathing
and the pulse of strokes
will become even
with clock sound.
When the thread desires
weave the net
spider threads
and the night with a lantern
of light sinks
the calm of the stars.
I will fall asleep peacefully
cuddled in you
on the sheet
fragrant
memories of the night.

Fear gripped his heart
ripped it apart
His trembling limbs
had knowledge of his sins
Hanging was the game
Survival was plain
nonsense he knew
So right on que
he the last one
swung on the gibbet
until his bones and flesh rotted.

I heard the rattle in my throat
That distinctive sound
Of gargling with shotgun pellets
Aunt Mavis knew what it meant
She had heard it all before
Forty years in the chicken factory
Had taught her a thing or two

But I didn’t bother to pass
Best that I just ignore it
Pearly gates never did anything for me
That’s the trouble with Atheism
You are just stuck in the middle
Looking up or down
But nowhere really to go

The milkman once said to me
Son, always be prepared
For what lies on the other side
I wasn’t sure what he meant
So I crossed the busy road
Still holding the four leaf clover
I had stolen from the dead man's hand
And clutching the St Christopher
Aunt Mavis swore would keep me safe
Forty years in the chicken factory
Had taught her a thing or two

They was advertised at the store
Death rattles for sale
Buy one, get one free
Why would you ever want two?
When one would always be
Much more than sufficient
Still, better to be safe than sorry

thankgiving is special christmas is to i want take little time to say happy birthday to you

From the first time I saw her smile.
An Angel with such beauty and style.
I felt my heart starting to flutter.
Then I knew there could be no other.
Her touch gave me the greatest sensation.
I knew deeply, it was not infatuation.
Self preservation in my mind did ponder.
No one ever touched me in this way.
My heart still feels the desire of that day.
You branded my soul with eternal love.
So I pray to the Man in heaven above.
One day you will feel as do.
Until then, I will be there for you.
Love true, is patient and understanding.
For sure, even very kind and forgiving.
Only those who do will truly ever see.
Real trust and devotion to forever be.
This I will promise forever, if you wish it to be.
Or grow old with no one to inspire.
Become my partner, lover, and loving wife.
Eternal love can be ours for a blessed life.

It's so sad, but to many, so true and real
That "one" is confused with what to believe and feel.
The person you want to love and share your heart.
But another, not so deserving seems to keep you apart.
With so many reasons and excuses of why it can't be.
How long do wait and hope for them to finally see.
True friendship and love is not hampered by time.
It is not affected by distance or location when sublime.
The dream of that day when your two hearts will beat as one.
Your two bodies meshed, two souls entwined, it will be done.
Have faith, be patient, understand their plight, as I.
One wonderful day, they awaken, see you, and know why.

Keep it simple.
© D Heckels

No I won’t write you poetry
nor spin you any spiel
I will just say it how it is
to tell you how I feel

I cant dream mystical thoughts
and clever words that rhyme
in fear of iambic pentameter
going sadly out of time.

So I will choose to keep it simple
and hope its enough to say
I love you
And will tell you every day