Drink Deeply And Dream

~Drink Deeply And Dream~

In its image created dreams
where every image true to its word
as we take it in and create a dream
fluid and clean within its moment
Everything so easy to see
when blindness shattered
from the closed doors
and through the keyhole
This all up to the choices
and simple to see
that if no vote
then no rule
As the lies run deep
and the blindness stear
even the best of hearts
so hede caution
As so many time words spoken
of the stone in the pond
and the ripples created
from the shell our flesh
forget everything you belive
find the reality and the truth
just look deep into all history
and shatter the lies
I am but one who opens a window
and nowhere in it is control
not passion not love
only reality
And the reflection is yours to reflect
upon your future for all you want
yours next in kin to see and bleed
as the passage all mortal
This is revelation
and not by profets
but by the sain mind
and understanding of a truth.

The Poet Stefan© 2014

In This Moment….

“In This Moment”

Think not of the understanding the passion within
as non but the lie captured
while the beauty the comfort
the truth this reality
where life in contrast to death
a silver tread spawn through time a journey confide
blessed by the fire
in the heart
no land and no border
quite to rule its passing
by shadows unfolded the magick
bleed by love
as none as true as the touch
giveth unto me….

The Poet Stefan © 2014

Looking From The Window Of Creation

~Looking From The Window Of Creation~

Right there in that part of the mind where the mist connect the past
reflections of time wasted and not wasted
wast horizon in wisdom of age
to what once seamed so important now but air
the madness of youth and the mass hypnotic
but the reflection of death seamed so far away back then
We are trapped in stages of our time and our life
we follow some stream of life and taste
till a final goodbye
the rattle within through life and yet at the end but sleep
that is a reflection one would like to reflect and yet
for this soul hard to grasp in images of forever lost
We come into textures of old to hide behind fear
and yet created by whom this kingdom of madness
do you see the signs in the world order
or in a fact the blinding light of promised time
kept deep the window of creation
the secret of worth
No matter the creed or believes
the taste the same in death
but in this reflection hollow
faced by the lost of the knowledge
and to be born again and again
this to my reflection true….

©The Poet Stefan 2014-04-02

In This Image A Poem Unfolled

~In This Image A Poem Of It All Unfolled~

Life this tree my veins my heart
when in view the time
this love from darkness my blood
now some light saved
To remember this sign beyond all death
the meaning of why this creation
to see beyond the horror of darkly screams in silence
a chapter and need to forget
Wishes of the beauty and the light
some part unholy desire
within the fear of the reality
of loneliness
The nightmare and hunter that followed
the years on earth
the view of the meaning of life
pushed away to be sane
We see the world as it pass but blind ourselves
to what it all really come to mean
and that nothingness formed
a monster
This craving for life, Craving for love
needed cover
this and that but why?
when a fear of a knowledge to real
Cravings past everything real
as reality the end of everything
in the greatest fear
the end of learning unto whom you are and become
For if in the facts a reality that nothing
is the fact of life
that death but the passing
then where the point of time itself?Yet the dreams of fantastic stories
to wishes of its truth
and still years take away its believes
as nothing come to save
But nothing could take away the hope
within us the fool or not
but to fade not the option
not for me and hopefully not for you….

The End*

©The Poet Stefan 2014

Written in the blood of a rat -lol- joke 😉but yea whom but a fool to realize the meaning of life 🙂

-The Image was taken beside the Castle Gripsholms Slott Looking at the city of Mariefred here in Sweden-

Peace be with you and yours.

Decay And Decadent

~Decay And Decadent~

The lines bend with each turn of the eyes
while chasing dreams
this reminder
a stone cold reality
within the heart
of us all
wishing of the powerful winds
to grab hold of its evil
the forming of age
in but contrast
and shallow
dust
The winter nights whispers its reality
the dark tone of death
towards where spring hold our fantasy
and to the escape of coming summer
another chapter of the book
of life..

©ThePoetStefan