Ballad Poems (504)

Pierdut în suferinta nimicniciei mele,
Ca frunza de pe apa, ca fulgerul în haos,
M-am închinat ca magul la soare si la stele
Sa-ngaduie intrarea-mi în vecinicul repaos;
Nimic sa nu s-auda de umbra vietii mele,
Sa trec ca o suflare, un sunet, o scânteie,
Ca lacrima ce-o varsa zadarnic o femeie...
Zadarnica mea minte de visuri e o schele.

Caci ce-i poetu-n lume si astazi ce-i poetul?
La glasu-i singuratec s-asculte cine vrea.
Necunoscut strecoara prin lume cu încetul
Si nimene nu-ntreaba ce este sau era...
O boaba e de spuma, un cret de val, un nume,
Ce timid se cuteaza în veacul cel de fier.
Mai bine niciodata el n-ar fi fost pe lume
Si-n loc sa moara astazi, mai bine murea ieri.

Carried away in the anguish of oblivion
Leaves in the rain, the fury of thunder
I called like a faun to the sun and heaven
To let me die in peace
My presence on earth is a passing shadow
My life passes like wind, sound and light
I am like a woman crying in the night
The only sanity I retain are flighty dreams.

In all the world, who shall be the poet?
If only he was heard by the stars above
But not known here below
Or noticed by the sand, waves and tide
What does he leave for our time?
A poet being here today is truly a crime
As he should have died ages ago.

I am steel, I'm awake.
I will bend, but never break.

I have been tempered in fire & ice; the enduring forces have not always been nice.

My spirit caste in the crucible of my soul, forged with love & with passion burning brighter than coal.

An inquisitive nature has been my quenching force, through knowledge, through reason, making my spirit less coarse.

Sharpened like a whetstone, refined to last, cutting through conflict using reflections from the past.

Through insight, through imagination, I've become versatile in form, with a resolve of steel transcending the norm.

I fight for those I love, my family & friends, giving me purpose that I may smile in the end.

I am steel; I'm awake.
I will bend, but never break.

La steaua care-a rasarit
E-o cale-atât de lunga,
Ca mii de ani i-au trebuit
Luminii sa ne-ajunga.

Poate de mult s-a stins în drum
În departari albastre,
Iar raza ei abia acum
Luci vederii noastre.

Icoana stelei ce-a murit
Încet pe cer se suie;
Era pe când nu s-a zarit,
Azi o vedem, si nu e.

Tot astfel când al nostru dor
Pieri în noapte-adânca,
Lumina stinsului amor
Ne urmareste înca.

The star is arisen in heaven
Further away than we know
It took a very long time
For its light to arrive here

Space may have blue immensity
What we see now before us
The light was not here then
Dying before showing up here

Its an illusion in the sky
The sight of a long dead star
Its present in the heavens
But not from our mortal view

Our hope might be all but lost
Overcome by the dark of night
Yet even the dying starlight
Is a memorial to our love.

She walks like an angel
Through my broken dreams
Carrying hope like mail
To repair loves lost seams

She is not the end all and be all
but the one thats getting away
For her I would always fall
She knows what i would say

Its something primal that attracts
Something instinctual that draws
Her feminine clothes and makeup masks
Her delicate beauty that awes

I want to see her finally and again
In my dreams I can't wait to meet
The women who eludes the love train
and i haven't felt yet her loving heat

But for lack of trying to get it
i wonder now and again sometime
will she turn to this fire thats lit
After she reads this biographical rhyme.


BY ADAM

While grey days, with sultry air and rain
Alter moods of cheerful folk
Autumn days and Winter chill,
With bunchy leaves and snowy hills
Replace the sombre moods of men,
With Harvest moon and Christmas hymns.
But lurking near, no place on calendar
wall, beckoning to all
Resides the ghost of final season,
Ever present, ever teasing
When sense of rhyme snd reason fade to black
And genes attack,
Able Sable Dunmor, without staff or legion
Awaken dormant dreams of life
Postponing final Season.

A sharp edge of night glooms over my heart shadows looms in the dark words with murderous ties kisses wipes say your goodbye. strip of my right to love naked feeling toss a side change sheet fresh meat stumbles in & out .Double life sleep with thy wife answer me or set me free promise made words fade .hollow shell of my heart what dwell beneath the dark fester & spread have thy way with me leave it be HOW I LOVE YOU AND YOUR BOTTOMLESS PIT OF LIES

We are all Light of the Light....Anger, Hate, Greed, Selfishness, Repression those things the Black Holes to our Light. Humanity is the gift, to Live this life, is for another existence in Time and Space, a Capability, if Learned and Understood to exist in both. To be in the Human form and able to traverse as of the Light. It is not an easy task in this time we are born, But remember the greatest rewards are earned hard thereby appreciated the most.

Speak to me of worlds
We'll see
And byways we will take.

Hold me close and
tell me what a lovely
pair we make.

Kiss my hands
And sing my praises
Stroke my silken hair.

Look into my loving
Eyes and tell me
That you care.

Wait I will each
time you leave to fight
your battles long.

With your sword
and horse a blazing-
mystical and strong.

Through thick and thin
through good and bad
forever I will stay.

Because my knight
I love you true,
forever and a day.

i hide behind my rings
and shatter echoes of the things
that layed ahead of age
that we cut short with my rage.



i'm on my way, i wish you well
it's season's cast of a love spell

Festering
in branches high,
discerning corruptions
proprieties disguised,
she apart, yet never alone
brooded contempt
with blackened eyes
and sooted soul
when but a child of five
“People rarely look up”
so she’d learned to climb.

Hatchin’ haint
in shadow’s caul.
Billowing malice
In enmity’s thrall~
pubescent Realm Cracker
Darkness embraced.
Summoning Thunder
she Willed
and she laid waste.
Her mind her sharpened saber
her tongue
spat judgment’s call
lest someone dare assuage her
she’d learned to appall.

Advancing
by the light
of the bridges
she did burn,
in the company of voices,
she heard
yet would not to learn.
Something reprehensible
into her heart
had crept,
distilling tears to fire
in solitude she wept.
Those she loved
came to avoid her.
Thus, at last,
she learned regret.

In an instant
rare and tender,
a revelation kindled new
compassion’s charity
and forgiveness~
an insight that saw through
the visage of disappointment
and thus gave place
that love would grow.
Her tattered heart
thus shattered
and she learned at last to sow
what she willed
to one day gather
A Sage of Rage
transformed
doth Know.


Callaghan Grant 5/24/2013