Relish In My Dreams

I open my eyes too see what's around me,
but, honestly, what do I see ?

Do I see a desperate longing for something I'm not,
or do I find pleasure in all that I've got ?
Would I be happy seeking out something more,
as I cherish each memory as I open the door,
I can't rewrite history and change my being,
as I become a better person that I'm seeing,
yet I challenge emotions that I hold inside,
as I knock down my barrier and sail on the tide.

My confidence soars as I relish my dreams
and although my life may not be as it seems,
I hold onto my everything,
so tight and so close,
as I smile in my memories at the life I have chose.

What is Love ?

What is love ?
Is it power ? Is it passion ?
Is it unbridled emotion ?
A deep seated longing ?
A need to be held ,
an aching inside ?

Define all your feelings,
rool them down into one,
what word are you left with ?

Is love a normal emotion ?
Is it when your heart pounds in your chest ?
Is it when you see only one infront of you,
and you get a tingle at their touch ?
Is it the butterflies at the thought of them ?
Or is it the togetherness within ?
Can you define "love" ?
can you say what it means ?
Is it something that can be described ?
I don't think it can ...

Sea of Ideas

Swimming in a sea of ideas
floating on the sea of tides,
Wondering which way my life will turn,
which lessons am I deemed to learn ?

Romantic interludes, elongated passion,
love and emotion, like its going out of fashion,
a dream, a flicker, a hope in the rain,
a simmering glance, from what I can gain ?

A chaste kiss on the cheek, can mean more
perhaps it can unlock that sealed door,
or a full blown sharing can give you it all,
as you listen to your hearts call !

So many signs inside left to read,
so many ideas left to dream,
as life twists, turns and lands,
as we lie together, within the sands.

The Tide of Love

The world melts away, as we enjoy the closeness,
the love between us bringing us nearer,
the time drawing in, as the moments pass by,
the freedom within each other
as we cherish every moment we give.

Not a word I can choose, can touch on the pure emotion,
the love, the lust that flows within us,
nothing can give the justification I seek in your arms,
the perilous task of loving you,as you give to me, your pure love also.

I sacrifice my everything when I look deep into your eyes,
as I watch you sacrifice your soul to me,
as we relish the tenderness of the moment,
regaling in the effervescent illuminous of us.

I realise how special a bond we share,
as we know the other's thoughts,
as I float away into my neverland,
never wanting to come back down to earth
as I lose my inhibitions within your arms.

I can witness a miracle, as I close my eyes and see,
the love that's all around me,
the love that releases me,
as I drift off into oblivion, and imagine you with me,
I can witness a miracle, in the sweetness of this dream.

This heart of mine aches inside, as I cherish every smile,
the tenderness and memories, make it all so worthwhile
and I relish every kiss you give, within the darkness of the night,
as contentment over takes me, and I'm lost within this light,
as I witness such a miracle, that I've closed my eyes to see,
how much emotion brings to us, within the pleasure that I seek
and I relish every passing day, with the freedom that you seep,
and I pour my heart into your own,
as we share this life together, never all alone.

My love grows stronger over time, as I know it does for you,
with a promise of a pledge, a heart that is so true,
together it's us against the world, yet I know love conquers all,
as I listen very closely, to the sound of your hearts call,
and I sink into oblivion, dreaming of your touch
and I'm thankful of this love you give, as I'm surrounded by so much.

My love, my life, my everything !

For My Granda....

Time passes an eternity as I sit herewatching, waiting, praying, hoping, wishing
to no avail as the sun sets on the horizon.
Despite waiting for what seems forever,everything remains unchanged.
It's the same today as it was yesterdayand as the days I spent here with you.
The crystal waters lapping upon the sandthe dunes hiding things around the corners,
a dene left to malevolent beastiesclambering among the dewdrops and daisies,
the birds in the sky call your name
as their swooping wings narrowly miss you.
The pitter-patter of the marching antsas they hunt for food.

Isn't it amazing how a wondrous place
can spark many memories of yesteryear,
Childhood memories of a treasured Granda
Who has travelled from one life to another,
Taking with him memories of love from a child

This has actually been published...

Bosnia

I hear the guns,
the shouting, the calm,
I see the passion, the frenzy, the harm,
the killing spree they relish upon,
the hope is fading, friendships gone.

"All for what" I hear you say,
as you watch another dream stolen away,
"religion" the cause of many a war,
as the shelling falls upon anothers door.

So many lives lost, so many gone
dead and buried, where they don't belong,
angry mobbing as it deathly unfolds,
of a story deep and yet never so old.

These words seem so futile as I try to recall
of a day without dying, as I show you my all,
yet no freedom of fighting can desist any pain,
as the war wages on, but surely,for what gain ?

Too many families served with death and destruction
yet a strong determination so full of combustion,
through the pain and the suffering a door opens wide
and onwards I travel, through to the other side.

As I witness the horrors that lie there before me,
and I close up the cabinet so only I see,
and pray for an ending of war so tattered and torn
and shut off all my images of families forlorn.

Forever they'll stay buried deep in my soul,
etched deep on my tablet, no promise no goal,
for the times that they went through ended today,
as they live on in memory in every single way.

In Memory of everyone who suffered at the hands of Slobodan Milosovich.

Timeless Pleasure

I can hear the words in my head,
the words I never speak,
as thought they haunt me
in my head to keep,
do I ignore them or say "hello",
do I share them,
just so I know ?

A timeless pleasure
a rain sundance,
a disconcerting renaissance,
so devoid of malevolence,
a deep insurgence of word
as I try to make myself heard.

Heard amid the din and clutter,
an uneasy silence as I quietly mutter,
unable to share the lines I know,
as I wonder which way to go,
a deliverance of perseverance,
and a will to succeed.