A Cold

​I’m catching my death of cold
To the flu my health’s been sold
All things considered and told
I do feel rather old

O where hath my youth gone
For its vigor, I’m forlorn
Now I ache, break, and moan
Who hath this blight sown

Oh for the carefree days of past
Where my youth I had seen last
I’d pawn or sell all I hast
For as an elder I’m miscast

– Raziel ©2017

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Adrift

In a moment
The sea erupts into tumultuous glory
In the next
It stretches out like a sheet of glass

Time’s sea splashes ‘n changes all the time
Searching for weakness, for a chink
Aboard a boat we all are
Us insecure, unsure, fearful masses

Without oar nor paddle we hold on
Without sail nor rudder we drift on

By happenstance we meet others like us,
Some unlike us
Staying together only till the next stray wave
Forever onward we must brave

 – Raziel ©2017

The Daily Post – Adrift

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Farce

I do not care for all the bad words
The whispers and sniggers, barbs and swords
I smile and accept the limitations you perceive
They pass through unfettered, like water through sieve

But the sanity is a farce, a facade for you
Cause inside I am breaking apart, torn in two

I am untouched, unmaligned by your lies
What you think I am worth is only for your eyes
I am not by you, nor you by me
I’m not shackled by your views, I am free

But the sanity is a farce, a facade for you
Cause inside I am breaking apart, torn in two

 – Raziel ©2017

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Tomorrow

Tomorrow is sure, tomorrow is true
Usurping todays without qualm nor rue

Refilling hope with every sunrise
Turning yesterdays into a word to the wise

Tomorrow is always the best of days
Letting me rethink my ways

New opportunity, new battle
Another chance to prove my mettle

Changing my truth, what I thought I knew
Letting me grow, recast anew

To build, destroy, and rebuild
To gather the courage that Today spilled

Tomorrow is sure, tomorrow is true
Usurping todays without qualm nor rue

– Raziel ©2017

Via Daily Prompt – Qualm

Sometimes…

Sometimes you don’t realise what you had
Not for years after
Sometimes you want to run so far
Till the concept of you has faded
Sometimes you’d give anything to go back
To relive, to amend, to stay
Sometimes you’d give anything to jump to the end
To be rid of hope’s farce

Sometimes it’s the fights you didn’t pick that leave scars
Sometimes it’s the cure that kills you faster
Sometimes you get the mercy of a miracle
Sometimes the mercy is death

– Raziel ©2017

Elixir

The elixir splashes as I dance,
Spilling, dribbling​, trickling forth
Each sip brings heightened joy
Like a mirthful buoy in stormy froth

The music grows, and grows into noise
An ocean of sound that drowns all voice
Lesser and lesser of my demons I hear
Even lesser their words I fear

Hearth’s warmth with each sip stirs
The same safety, same peace within
But as higher and higher the mind soars
The veneer of bliss does wear thin

Till one final sip slices through
Like Icarus, my fall was ought to
Each demon returns, louder still
Each fear amplified as if by will

– Raziel ©2017

via Daily Prompt: Elixir

Hope

The heart wants what it wants
Peering across the sands of time it stands
Waiting, yearning, for what it lost
Hoping to reunite at long last
But reality’s quagmire conspires
To swallow the heart and what it aspires
Wisdom tries to ease the wait
Says, be assured it’s sweet, which is late
But who’s to quell the heart’s thirst?
Tell it that patience comes first?
When every moment is eternity, each one an age
Of what use is wisdom, what good a sage?
When words yield neither warmth nor shade
What else but doubt is left to abate

 – Raziel ©2017

Don’t Resist

Smile, they are watching
Lest they see weakness or sorrow
Smile, they are watching
Lest they make it about themselves
Smile, they are watching
Lest you blemish their joy
Smile, they are watching
Smile, they are watching…

Obey, they have spoken
Who are you to know better?
Obey, they have spoken
Who do you value more?
Obey, they have spoken
Who else do you owe more?
Obey, they have spoken
Obey, they have spoken…

Follow the world, but be unique
Bring them glory, which they seek
They wish you success, at all you do
As long as it’s what they want of you
There is time yet for you to be you
For now, you are them, and they you…

 

– Raziel ©2017

via Daily Prompt: Resist

Memory

If memory serves right, I’ll hate for all time
If memory serves right, I’ll have misery for life
If memory serves right, I’ll hurt every moment
If memory serves right, I’ll be trapped by the past

As infinite moments clamour for attention,
Why do I stay ensnared by this one?
Is it choice, or insanity,
Is it penance, or depravity?

On the shores of time’s infinite,
Where others stand in awe,
I kneel in humble obeisance,
And let my memory gnaw…

– Raziel ©2017

via Daily Prompt: Infinite

Yesterdays once more

Yesterday was made of dreams
The kind that through darkness gleams
We spent it in abandon, so utopic
In silence, conversation, and hysteric
Like this was what it had all been for
Why we cried, hurt, bled, and more
We were unbelieving that tomorrow will come
Like disbelief would stop its run
So naive, we thought this moment won’t end
Like some holy hand had this blessing sent
We laughed, we spoke, of things from yore
And the night became etched in lore
But happiness, like it’s wont to do
Shrunk the days into hours into memories few
We all got up to go our separate ways
Subdued goodbyes and promises made
To meet again plans are hatched
Assurances are with sureties matched
Like tomorrow wouldn’t be the end of days
Like our eyes were meant to see a hundred Mays
The same scene from years ago
Yet once again it’s hope we sow

 – Raziel ©2017