Posts tagged ‘Longing’

August 7, 2013

Shadowland

by Teatart

In the silence that encumbers my heart
I see only your face
In the darkness that shadows my nights
I feel only your presence
But ‘tis distanced
Galaxies bearing the awayness of touch
Do you feel my thoughts?
Which ‘tis only of you –
Longing for your return, longing forth to you
Yet still I bleed
For it is my insecurities
That binds this book loosely.
Is it I that you burn for?
Banish these questions!
They haveth not place
But weak is he who ponders forth,
Thus salted is me
For ‘tween flame and ash I wonder
Driving my soul into that of frenzy
Banish these thoughts!
I haveth not time
I pray to you, highest Lord
Deliver him safely to the bosom of my love.

~ Sherrie Dyer

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May 2, 2013

Soul’s calling

by Teatart

In the dusk of my heart
Doth the twilight still fall
Although eons apart
My love is unworn

As sparse as the leaves
Silently fallen
Oh how my heart grieves
Patiently calling

Perhaps I shall never see
The dawn that doth awaken
Perhaps I shall never be
With he that is taken

Close to his frosted breath
Is all that I yearn
Till my very death
Shall I ever learn?

Tis my life that has no countless meaning
Nor shall I ever possess
For him that my heart must constantly be weaning
Shall never be possessed

~ Sherrie Dyer

January 21, 2013

Heartache

by Teatart

How can I explain to you
that time stands still
when you are not near?
My heart beats in isolation,
A lonely drum tick on a darkened stage

Each breath is a pitiful agony
Every blink everlasting torture
My thoughts are not my own
My limbs refuse to move,
Withered, brittle and frozen

I hang onto a fine thread of hope
Frailly tethered to reality
Will you return to me?
When will you be by my side?
How long my love ‘til you are mine?

I need your touch to awaken this dormancy
Your kiss to restore my subsistence
Although we are elusive strangers
You hold fortress in my very core
And I cannot live without you

Please don’t leave me in limbo
With such remorse and yearning
I stand incomplete and broken,
Aching for your acceptance,
And longing to be made whole.