I often feel I should not speak,
Of dreams I oft’ have dreamt.
For bitter stories can they leak,
Stirring up much contempt,
And isn’t need irrelevant?
Though longing, long in silence,
For expressioned visions.
A contemplated final sense,
To reasons that dreams run,
With same old things, never done.
K. Aldaya, 11/14/04
Picture: “Alone in the Dark”, Artist Unknown; http://dark.pozadia.org/wallpaper/Alone-in-the-Dark-1/
No. No one.
No one knows my heart.
No. No one.
Sees even one part.
No. No one.
No one can see me.
No. No one.
Can make my soul free.
No. No one.
No one can change this.
No. No one.
Can stop all the sadness.
No. No one.
No one can know me.
No. No one.
Can in my soul see…,
No. No one.
K. Aldaya, 11/11/04
Picture: Artist Unknown, (NECAOOSE??); http://cdn6.mixrmedia.com/wp-uploads/girlybubble/blog/2011/11/my-locked-heart.jpg
On a strange planet I see,
There some creatures dwell.
A species unlike me,
As far as I can tell.
I long to leave and be,
Where I do belong.
A land that I can see,
Has ears to hear my song.
K. Aldaya, 11/10/04
Picture: “Earth’s Eye”, Artist Unknown; http://www.fanpop.com/clubs/eyes/images/7720454/title/earths-eye-photo
Leaves in the autumn breeze float, flip, and turn.
Soon will come winters’ freeze,
Snow and cold earn.
End of these colored-days,
Blank branches show.
A leaf slowly fade-aways,
And soon there is snow!
K. Aldaya, 11/08/04
Picture: “Snow Around Billericay” by Rhea Fowler; http://blog.dormify.com/style-notes/easy-winter-decorations/attachment/snow-around-billericay-676029
Snow is falling gently down,
On Decembers’ frosty ground.
The wind is still this night,
And white sparkling in moons’-light.
Inside a fireplace glows,
Warming up each entering nose.
Bright colored-lights are strung,
Wound ’round each and every rung.
A tree in the corner shines,
With ornaments covering the pines.
And a star in sky does appear,
Spreading a truth to all who hear.
That a child once was born,
Which the wise men did adorn,
Who would grow up to die,
For him, her, you, and I.
So on this blessed Christmas eve,
Give thanks for what you did receive,
A savior who is Christ the Lord,
A captain saving the overboard.
Unto his ship all sinners to save.
With his life, our sins he forgave.
Tonight let your hearts be glad,
For unto us a child was had.
Many, many years ago,
Born in a tiny stable low,
For God’s love, for us, to show.
K. Aldaya, 11/07/04
Picture: “Christmas Tree” by DreAminginDigITal on Deviant Art; http://dreamingindigital.deviantart.com/art/Christmas-Tree-26876101
My Soul is a Lock Without a Key 
