skillz tha poet

Sunday, November 13, 2011

Loners' Dance

what if i had a heart,
what if i could say i do,
would she stand by me,
would those bells ring to forever,
lady would you be a date in white,
that that day me a knot tie?
oh she would not a paupers' hand accept,
not even for a Holy grounds' sake,
for she do not feed on love,
trust and faith long she lost,
and this dance be mine alone,
i that never known a candle lit table,
that two i hear do share,
she said my one room tin shack is too small,
and these grandma lent sheets a cold won't shield,

this loneliness engraved cage be mine,
painted in snow,
a wall of ice that sweat in my toil,
and this my bed full of spikes,
cold edges that remind of a future lost,
and pity nature sorry can't find,
now this heart left but to burn,
in the coals of solitude,
a grill a many before lay,

won't walk east to west,
nothing new there shall i find,
won't bid wishes for that moon,
it lays a beauty up those skies,
but i shall watch that horizon,
drown in endless seas,
the beauty of a dying sun a eye see,
mesmirize in a melodies a bird sing,
a loners' dance never been of merry,
a tale of diamonds that soak in death,
a loners' dance,
steps in silence taken,
humming to nothing,
that wind tightly clutching..



©2011

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