A Canticle for Blazing Hearts


Time shifted when I saw your face,

for as a daemon I live in disgrace.


Taken to a simpler time,

removed to a state of mental unwind.

And in this clarity of mind,

I attain the nature of rhyme.


To ponder what a horrible place;

could damn this hex on the human race.

That which makes love temporary.


Tho’ now we hear contemporaries:

“Love can be for everyone”,

“Let’s make love, let’s have fun”.

A bane on the human race,

love with lust is now replaced.

True, desired by everyone,


then growing old makes them run.

For when your aged, drying in the sun;


and if you happen to glance down,

pray you're lucky to have found,

a leathery hand upon your own.


Into whose face would you peer?

One you have know but a few years,

or one that’s been their through the tears?


When I raise my crumbly head,

and know that soon I may be dead,

I only hope that I can gaze,

upon the eyes that read this page.


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thanglynn07 7 years ago from Long Beach, CA

Love your last line. >(^_^)


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Stolas 7 years ago from Midwest Author

thanks, this was written for a specific person at one time (not the ones most of my poems were written about mind you) but i thought the world could use an ego boost more then she could :P still, its very powerful to me because i desire companionship with a women who i can appreciate more fully then any other person, and who can truthfully appreciate me, yet time is important, some ppl can meet and instantly know each other, and some develop relationships over time, yet either way you can never forget to continue to grow together until one day, luckily, you die in each others arms.


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smokenchic 7 years ago

This was wonderful, I wonder if we all seek this, I know I do. I would love to sit on a rocking chair, on my porch someday when I am old, and glance over at my mate smiling knowing it was worth it all. Blood, sweat, and tears. You r a romantic.


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thanglynn07 7 years ago from Long Beach, CA

Beautifully said...


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Stolas 7 years ago from Midwest Author

hummm for the sake of fairness I must say that when I said most of my poems were written about one person that's not entirely true, looking back on my posts I think I'ts a major split between two sources of inspiration and there are a few that do not pertain to either. haha. so I guess it varies, but most of my poems I write are inspired from relationships that I have been in.

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