New Year's Wish

The year is at end, and what did I gain;
A list of sorrows, too long to name

Followed my heart to the path of love;
Just to get it broken by a crafty dame

It took some time, but I changed my mind;
From the nightmares of past, to the dreams of fame

My thanks to those who stuck by me;
And helped see that life is just a game

And whether we go through thick or thin;
Our ties will be strong, all the same

May the next year bring us all that we wish;
May the friends stay strong, and the enemies, tame

The Road to My Heart

You're one brave visitor if you dare walk;

Down the road leading to my heart

The journey is not too long, I believe;

But instead of the milestone, is a gnarled tree

The path is treacherous, your shoes might not last;

'Cos strewn here and there, are dreams from the past

Have a look if you want, at these rubies and sapphires;

Of longings and regrets, of hopes and desires

Do you like their shiny facets, their glimmer of a bright future?

But you can't feel their sadness, unless you hold them closer

Be careful with the shards, of diamonds and opals;

Relics from the past, as far as I recall

Keep walking on the path, its not a long march;

My heart is right there, the façade with wide arch

The courtyard is mossy, and the pillars wrapped with vines;

The threshold is dusty, covered in layers of grime

The doorknob, though rusty, will still work fine;

Though the chiming clock in foyer tells the wrong time

It seems desolate, but please excuse its state;

It hasn't had a worthy visitor of late

I know you're wound up, you need a place to rest;

Take master room of mansion, it is by far the best

But o, fair visitor, if you intend to stay;

There's urgent work to do, can't wait for a rainy day

Clean all that past has left, purge this shrine of love;

Polish the chandeliers, that hang high above

You'll have new furniture, beds with solid bottom;

Covered with finest sheets of Egyptian cotton

The sofas will be leather, the divan comfortable;

And cutlery of gold, straight from a fable

No more sputtering torches, no gloomy hallways;

The mansion shall be lit, through all nights and days

The garden is parched, but there's a well under my eye;

Use all the tears on roses, nevermore I want to cry

Don't leave my dreams alone, pick them and be gentle;

Bring them inside my heart, and put them on the mantle

See, now you have a home, a place to call yours;

Where joy is in the roots, and above, love soars

Here you will be cherished, here I will watch you over;

You'll live like a princess, in the heart of your lover

His Heartbreak

She was the beacon he followed;

Nurturing hope in his heart

But she led only to distress;

Pierced his dreams with a dart

He didn't realize, though he wasn't the same again;

That she was a temptress, merely playing her part

A Place in My Dreams

I know a place in my dreams;

An island, as big as a trireme

Around it, though, there is no sea;

Float it does, through the galaxy

Swirling clouds surround its base;

Beautiful moon, it does always face

I look around, and glimpse the two trees;

The rest is grass, cool under my bare feet

Under the gnarled tree I sit;

The Earth below it, a hollow pit

Across the isle, I see the oak;

Its highest branch holds the web like a cloak

I pluck the grass and make a thread;

And weave another wish to the web

While my dreams never come true;

And my thoughts, always going back to you

I gaze around at the galaxies;

The stars and comets, all at peace

The eons taught them what I don't know;

The joy is there after every sorrow

They attempt to teach, and I try to learn;

A change in myself, I can discern

But the morning's here, its time to leave;

And see if troubles this hope can cleave

If my hopes break,  if Fate makes them shatter;

The lessons of night, I will not remember

Tonight I'll add another hope to my web;

It won't matter then, if the old ones are dead

The galaxies will be silent, and the grass, green;

When I retire tonight, to the place in my dreams