Strength beyond years

Alone and unheard,
at the end of days;
they come to terms,
they mend their ways.

Unforgiven by the world,
unknown to many;
befriended by infirmity and pain,
they prepare to die...and to be born again.

...But once

The bride burns in shame,
the groom tucks into a new game;
the petals crushed as emotions blushed,
while eternity bore witness to what must.

I just left them there

My feelings, my fear;
i spoke to them, i made it clear.

Long i have played with them,
bouncing them off those walls that just stood there;
as my hopes and dreams crashed and vanished,
year after year.

Exposed

Tear and burn
the garb of plea and play;
stark and sweaty,
make love, may hay.

Beyond ploy and pout,
pushed to the core;
let it reveal the truth,
maybe a little bit more.

Silence I know

Imperfection strained,
through the shrouds of experience;
until... on gossamer wings,
it floats into deep silence.

Backlogged

Oh that luggage,
each time i turn a page;
paper-weighting each fresh start.

Gotta get me a new book,
disengage from the all too familiar game;
maybe even get a brand new pseudonym!

Deja Vu

Was it a twist in the fabric of time?
Or a glitch in the hardrive of my mind?
Or a warp in the continuum of space?
Or was it simply something I forgot to leave behind?

Changes

Shorn
...of pride, ego, want, love and lust;
Reborn
...watching mortal thoughts squirm and die in the dust.