179. Present Realities Have a Tendency to Change

Oh, how has time flown on so fast?

We shall not know ’til our breaths’ last;

When we’ll transcend its’ confines.

Our spirits but dark shadows cast…

Just brief once-spoken lines.

We must not let our shadows fall,

Before our hearts be free to call;

Echo: “A life was lived!”, throughout,

Every sculpted corridor and hall.

So it’ll linger soft and devout,

In the constructs of existence,

We know…but soon will doubt.

K. Aldaya, 10/19/05

Picture: Originally on http://theuberblog.tumblr.com/; Photographer Unknown; http://favim.com/image/184721/

178. Contingent Affair

What is real my love, my love,

When death and life are here to dwell?

When enemies are accomplices?

Playing games of hate and love,

With us, my love, in heav’n and hell?

What is true my love, my love,

When lies are but degrees valued?

When sun and moon, day and night hang,

Up in the same vast, lonely sky?

Where we, my love, as falling stars,

In the affair intrude.

K. Aldaya, 10/16/05

Picture: Pride and Prejudice: Keira Knightley and Matthew MacFadyen; http://images5.fanpop.com/image/photos/25000000/Darcy-and-Lizzie-Ballroom-pride-and-prejudice-men-25049609-600-391.jpg

177. Bloodwork

Nothing I say means one bit to this world,

Or anything on it which dwells.

For eyes which can see,

May not read what doth be,

In the ink-work that on paper quells.

Words may have form and a structure to glean,

But what of the hand which was moved?

To flow and work out,

Scripting as monks devout,

In pursuit of a burdens’ remove?

Yea, O’ to you, who care not what and who,

Has drawn out blood in a known spread,

To show the soul pain,

A person’s heart and brain,

And close your eyes whisp’ring…

“Tears aren’t shed”.

K. Aldaya, 10/14/05

Picture: “Hush” by Nelleke on Deviant Art; http://www.deviantart.com/art/Hush-422553246

176. Have it Your Way

One more day. One more day.

Then time will find,

That stalking one more day…

Would be pointless.

One more day. One more day.

Escape will find,

That it is something we may…

Have to end this.

One more day. One more day.

Then time will end.

For this soul, black as coal may,

Finely get just what it wants,

And have just one more day.

Finely, have its’ way.

K. Aldaya, 10/6/05

Picture: “Clock” by Bernard Jaubert: http://fineartamerica.com/profiles/bernard-jaubert.html; http://fineartamerica.com/featured/clock-bernard-jaubert.html

175. Loves’ Lie

Why did you lie?

I asked you to tell truth.

I can’t take your sh**,

I can handle the truth!

You used me….and left me for sh**!

Why did you lie?

We were friends first and why,

Would you ask me to care,

Then take it, swift, back?

More lies are what my heart can’t bear.

Why did you lie?

I’ve been right all along.

Unlovable. Feel stupid,

For thinking one moment,

Love was something my soul could once bid.

K. Aldaya, 10/5/05

Picture: Photographer Unknown; http://www.whatdoesitmean.com/wta3.jpg