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

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

Fragile

~Fragile~

We all build on a line of time
creation folded neat to fit
and meant nothing more
than its living life
as passed its form
nothing in silence
Eyes looking capturing but yet hollow
as each pair itself
the journey from life to death
trying to grasp the essence
fantasy dreams of life forever
with passing years nothing more than lost
The fears of the souls the no meaning of its life
chained to lies to heal the dormant truth
of the faceless saint
the never ending believes
as each year reap yet another line of time
but blinded the fall of never
A breath to bring up the wall
of sanity
a capture away from the knowledge
created illusion
the mirror of all our
life…

©The Poet Stefan

Your Soul

~Your Soul~

To whom the world nothing but golden
a shell shallow
through ages of lies
the weakness used
by them in the name of blood
But nothing is forever
and the golden calf
already on fire
melting in the view
of creation
Nowhere to hide
in the name of life
the act shown
and known
ruthless behavior
What weight on the shoulders
in the knowledge of a choice
to act in good or in evil
within the words of knowledge
life goes on
So unto whom the pact
for golden glory or
eternity
paid by every amount
your soul..

©The Poet Stefan (8th of August 2013)

In Darkness And In Light Our Moments

~In Darkness And In Light Our Moments~

For in the moments of hardship
we need to have in mind
the tale of whom we are
and in the circle we share
as everything have always a deeper darker light
at the edge of all our zones
Cling to the happy thoughts
and the world shall have a much brighter light
yet known that happiness not for granted
but when placed there like the seed it is
we need to hold it close to heart
to wipe away the shadows
Hang not yourselves to the past
ring the bell of your future
live and love
make your time count
be blessed with your harmony
No matter all fears or the hand of death
each moment your own
and the choice in your grasp
to live or to die
in the word of your time
and in this moment of now to after….

©Stefan 2013