Silence's Wail

Without words
We are simply left
To rely upon our own happiness.
Silence creates an echo of sounds,
Will we choose to listen to the emptiness?
Or listen to the memories as they float around...
Heart or mind.. which will prevail,
In the echos of silence's wail?
Bonds know from where they form,
hearts feel... and silently stand strong...
When the echo of words...
has long past ....
come and gone.

@s.ray 3-27-2013

take it away

take the dreams .. the perfect touch
take away the kisses that mean so much
take all the memories that flood my mind
take the sensations that loom inside...
take all the hopes the perfect dreams ...
take each and every thing from me...
most of all take the pain..
take away the empty space...
take the places that are left a void..
take all the silence that makes such noise ...
take away this bitter pill... the one thats become
the hardest to swallow....
take these truths that I can not hear...
take all the sounds that touch these ears...
take the laughter that fills the mind...
take the visions of smiles... the traces of a perfect face ....
take everything .... everything .... then ... please ..
just please ...
take me away far away from this place....

@s.ray 3-27-2013

Kiss of the Soul

The kiss of a soul is much deeper than we know
its not the physical,
not the touch...
its not the attraction that will ever matter for much.

For when a soul kisses the other half,
the mate it was connected to...
it draws sensations from every inch...
the essence of the very being.

'Tis the most perfect kiss,
the one that fits...
the last one that will ever know...
the perfection of this connection.

A lingering kiss, a gentle kiss... a kiss of the deepest passions,
a kiss that awakens the souls within..
with the stighest touch of the lips...
The kiss of a soul is much deeper... than anything imagined.

When experienced... you have lived the essences...
of the souls very existence.

@s.ray 3-20-2013

Connections Bliss

This moment was one carved in our minds
A vision we lived for time after time...
Was there ever really a way to prepare...

For the emotions that arose when we touched?
As the connection of the souls became clear..

All the poems in this world combined..
can't describe the love shared,
when it flows so pure
from every ounce and every pour...

A connection not driven by need to show talent.
A desire which grows from the inside out...
Seeking sleep from such a beautiful bliss
yet this journey must travel... yet one more trip

the paths through the obsessive mind...the paths with which all will soon unwind ...
bringing peace in realities time.

@s.ray 3-20-2013

Everything for a Piece

In love is where we are said to be
I love you and you love me...
United we have decided to become
together in this world as one.
My life is yours, an open book...
page by page... where ever you look.
A novel it sits upon display...
for all to see this love we've made.
Each truth, each moment every heartbeat...
yours are the only lips mine will ever meet.
Everything... everything is what you've become,
all to me... you're the only one.
Yet a piece, only a piece is what I receive.
not every page in your book is me,
not every loving moment in time...
the truths will never include my name...
each moment, each heartbeat... wont beat the same.
The lips that touch your lips...
The gentle caresses as you sleep...
are not for me to hold for eterntiy ...
for I will only ever receive a piece... oh but only a piece.
That I hold for all its worth in gold...
for precious is this piece to me ... even more
than my everything.

@s.ray 3-16-2013

Living Me

What makes you think...
think of me as a threat..
an intimidation to your reality?
Why does it need to be...
the things I am doing that
create chaos and insecurity?
I wake up each day and live
live my life the same as before
never questioning, never unsure.
Not for a moment have I been the one
the one to change a thing about me
I am who I am... who I am destined to be.
The changes you see, you fear in your life...
look within, for they come from inside.
You are the one who breaths the airs of your reality...
as I continue to live and simply be me.

@s.ray 3-15-2013

Shaken By Love

Close these eyes

ease these pains ...

let me please just breath again.

Echos ring from all around

the love thats felt,

shakes the ground

walls give way

leaving pieces to fall

millions of them,

of hearts broken and torn

two hearts fill with raging pain

desperatly longing to feel love again

skys loom down on me and you

yet air is something our lungs won't use

trapped in places too far apart

but this world we know

is filled with the screams of our hearts...

souls now force minds to reckon with ease

so these bodies can calm and finally breath.

think and clear and rationalize

knowing this love is all that matters in life.

@s.ray 3-14-2013

No Rewind

Its the moment you know
you will never forget,
when time stood still
as if placed on pause.
An alternate scene,
maybe a different end...
or the option to just skip this before it began.
But the one choice you will not have,
when it all is said and done...
you can not go back
can't choose again...
can't pick from the list
another time ...
because life has No Rewind.

@s.ray 3-13-2013

Time

My time.... your time ...
they are worth the same.
From the same origin is where they came.
Your life.... my life....
different may by...
But each of us has things important to each.
Provider, Colleague, Family or Friend...
Does it matter who the taker of time is?
Time should be Shared.... Given...
Respectfully taken... but never snared!...

@s.ray 3-12-2013

Lies

One from you... two from him...
three from her... and can't forget the friend.
Pile them up... right next to the rest,
someday I'll sort through and see which was the best.
The one that captured the heart and soul,
entangled my life and took all control.
Oh, but that one wouldnt have tasted...
as sweet as it did when it came to me,
if it hadn't been given along with the others...
woven together... not knowing each other.
I'm still lost in contemplating the reasons,
for each of you coming and bringing to me
so many of these to eagerly feed from.
But honestly though.... I need to know...
what makes me so easy... the one you so freely,
speak and give and promise and live....
these lies you so lovingly bring into my life?

@s.ray 3-12-2013

Marked By Life

When did it Come
the symbol of "Marked"?
In infancy? When fire Marked
the eve of my birth?
Or symbolic was it,
when death came in
on the first years end?
Four years old,
left abandoned and alone...
was that the time?
Or was it the years
which followed filled with
hatred and animosity,
woven in with love & nurturing?
Was this the time
the Mark became seen?
Innocence lost,
before adolesence came.
Was the Mark then brightened
by the scars of lifes pains?
It was there somewhere,
in those years of youth...
for by the time adulthood
touched this soul...
the Mark played its deepest role.
Half through this lifes destiny,
still somehow this Mark
won't free... free this life...
Marked by sin so ridden
with pains out and in.
A soul tormented with the questions ...
Why and When did the Mark take form?
How and Will this Mark ever be lifted?
Will time here end and always leave....
this soul ... Marked by Life?....

@s.ray 3-10-2013

Scent of the Soul

"You are a damn sexy lady" you say to me.
You shake my hand and pull me close,
I know it's to steal the scent of my soul...
But it's not me....
for deep inside is where I hide.
Behind the smile, the gentle touch.
Even behind the scent you crave so much.

The real me dances free in lifes beauty.
Lost in the mountain's view...
in the Painted Skys..
these give my soul its true scent...
the meaning of the essense of life.
The me that brings sexy to what you see...
is because my heart beats free...
lost in God's Beauty.
The happy you look at within these eyes..
is my joy at being given life.
breathing the essense of the days sun,
touching the breeze as it flows across my body...
so....
Release my hand, close your eyes
and look to God.
You will find your own smile,
your own joy,
your own souls scent that is craved.

@s.ray 3-8-2013

Innocence Reclaimed

Stolen away in life's youth
Chased after...
for so long, into days far gone.
Not seeing in searching...
it was me who was the one,
Burying it deeper and deeper within.

Life takes hold and in giving up control,
the path is so intriacatly laid.
Strength is found. Joy is seen.
Life begins to feel,
like a pure place to be,
once again.

Fed along in just the way,
that would leave the soul prepared...
For the time that would come when
the greatest gift would be bestowed...
what was stolen in lifes youth
would now be lived,
until lifes end....
as Innocence Reclaimed.

@s.ray 3-8-2013

Winters Touch

Blankets of snow come and go.
What is it that we see?
Do we not,
notice,
the simple perfection...
of winters protection?
Gently covering all of this place.
Delicately painted in white so pure.
Preparing it tenderly,
for Springs fresh life.

@s.ray 3-8-2013

Never To See Again

Hear me, help me!
ease this pain.
I'm drowning so quickly,
Sucked down life's drain.
Searching and looking,
in all that I see.
For a way to escape...
to end lifes reality.
It reached out and touched
and gave me life
Then it turned and flew
now - lost ... out of sight.
Each breath I take,
brings more pain.
The knife in my throat,
just won't let these tears flow.
Mentally I Need to find-
-a way- .... -any way- ....
to feel Anything but
numbing pain....
Emotionally left,
so, lost and drained.
Searching for a way,
to close my eyes;
..... Never To See Again....

@s.ray 3-8-2013

Never Hears

Don't want to live
don't want to breath
can't see past life
since we came to be.
You hold all of me
trusted and loved
not a single secret
from you did I hold.
Doors slam all around
so quickly you vanish
silence is where I
now am bound.
Trapped in a place
with words ~ in a world
that sees but never hears
lost in a cave, without ears...
What do I do now
how do I go on
decisions are made
the ripple flows strong.

@s.ray 3-7-2013

Lost Inside

I close my eyes
and want to see
all the truths
inside these dreams...
Longing to believe
that touchable Is a place,
holding this breath inside-
until the life, the reason...

The life created
in Love's embrace,
the reason this heart
is still beating for this...

See... see the moment
they've lived within.
The darkness - The light...
giving into the pain.
Releasing it all.

@s.ray 3-7-2013

Humanity

A world created by a single Creator
      visions were seen of a place
            far greater...

A creation for love and peace
      being found in all of humans...
           ~ a race unbound ~

Yet hearts and minds
      now seem to be
           the rulers of lifes eternity...

Pains, wars, deaths and struggles...
      Hearts no longer reflecting the love of,
           this worlds Creator, Director, Conductor...

Minds and lives living,
so innocently... being corrupted...
babies born, without a choice,
trapped in a world...without a voice. .
. . Never choosing, creed or nation,
only living the life they are raised in...

God's truth's hidden from humanities
      until the time when we can...
           live in peace.

@s.ray 3-7-2013

The Heart

The heart brings life
fills it with love...
Brings comfort and peace
to all that it can touch.
Yet...
It steels the air you breath,
stabs the lungs,
Crushes the very space...
it was meant to flood.
It is...
Safer kept unopened...
~untouched by human emotion...
The rarest gift it is indeed...
Yet, also the Deadliest Weapon.

@s.ray 3-7-2013

Why

Why,

Why feel,

  why think,

     why live,

        why love.


Why try,

   why give,

     why hope,

       why believe.


Why shed tears?

   Why share smiles?

     Why wear sadness...

       as though it's your crown?


Why call this life?

   Why continue to dream?

     Why open your eyes...

       for anyone to see?


Because to feel is to Love,

     and we live when we think...

We hope as we try,

     and to give... all we need is to believe.


Believe in this life,

     See, when we open our eyes.

See - so much when we continue to Dream!

    That's why ~ Why is to be free ~


@s.ray 3-6-2013

Seasons

Flowers bloom and never ask...
      they drink the rain
           and in sunlight bask.

Rivers flow ~ fed from the streams
      never wondering if they
           will continue to be.

Oceans fill... even when
      to the clouds they seed,
           with their very life!

Season come and Seaons change
      with the certainty that
           they will still proclaim...
                Existance ~ in their essence...

@s.ray 3-7-2013

A Promise to Break

Oh the weight, the weight of the vows.
it plays so heavy such a burden now.
In the moment when a promise is made
it can be taken seriosly, but the meaning
can still hold all the weight.... the vows,
the words they can all be true....

Until the day life hands them back to you.
Places them so quickly in the hands of fate,
leaving you standing with the choice to make.
A heart beating heavy with burden and load,
the mind reels uneasing not knowing the road.

Amazing it seems as time ticks away...
the promise was made with little taken from that day.
Now, holding fate heavy in your hands... time passes slowly.
The ticking as life stands.... stands still, frozen waiting for the moment.

When the choice will come and make its escape,
taking with it the all the promises made.
Will they be taken or kept, stand strong or fade?

When you open your eyes and all is done,
was it with a promise to break that the battle was won?

@s.ray 3-6-2013

it won't be me

You say... "you and I are in Love" ...
What is it worth honestly,
faced with the harsh realities...
it won't be me... that is "home"
when you are 'coming home'...
it won't be me...
that lays next to you at night...
it won't be me...
who shares your life...
who cooks for you...
cleans for you...
washes your clothes...
massages you with oils...
it won't be me...
you kiss at the end of a long day...
it won't be me...
watching a movie...
I will never be the face your family knows...
accepts....
never touch your children, ... little pieces of you...
never will we.... grow old together...
living life as one....
so then tell me...
For what do we hold onto this love?

@s.ray 3-5-2013

Weight

You say that
this virtual reality
cannot handle
the weight
of words anymore.
Words are all I am
If this can't handle
the weight of me...
then, does that mean...
you need to be free?

@s.ray 3-5-2013

Face It

Don't hide.
Don't lie.
Don't play the role.
Don't pretend,
You don't see.
Don't Act like you don't know.
Face it,
For what it is.
Face it,
for what's been done.
Face it,
and make it right.
Or turn and run.
But Face it,
and Tell.
Speak the words,
Voice them clear,
so they can be heard.
Don't leave it unknown,
what happens from here.

@s.ray 3-5-2013

Like a Fool

the mind knew...

the space beside you
was no longer vacant.

that's when ....

... the silence became a scream ....

a shredder of every dream...

and still....
the heart like a fool
beats....
waiting for something...
just one thing...
anything....
like a fool...
to hold onto...
　

@s.ray 3-5-2013

Dream Chaser

Crazy I am to chase the dreams
but life to me is what they bring.
They take me to distant beaches,
Memories they leave me to live with.
So in the moments when I am left
to wonder what in life comes next.
I can close my eyes and feel inside
the freedom of a dream coming to life.
Feeling the life a dream will breath
when in reality it is finally set free.
Chasing the idea of the hope of these...
crazy to some it may in seem.
For me.... it's the reason I close my eyes...
breath.... feel and believe...
to Chase a Dream. <3 p="">
@s.ray 3-5-2013

Life's Beauty

I wake up to the sweetness
of sunlight on my face.
I look at each day with a smile
and see a life worth while.

Living in a carefree way
leaving me free to enjoy each day.
Capturing the moments that will one day be
proof of all that came to me.

Simple beauty is all around,
in all this world that surrounds.
Open eyes and open heart...
seeing everything for what they truelly are.

The evidence of lifes greatness and creations
specks of life that live and breath...
A world that blows wind in my face,
and fills my eyes with much to see.

The day ends and paints the sky
in all lifes wonder and grace...
reminding me of just how blessed,
I am to live in this place.

@s.ray 3-5-2013

Miss This

Do you ever miss what we had?
Not the relationship...
Just the physical connection.
The ability to not have to
start at the begining...
with the first touch,
first kiss,
first inhibitions?
Just kiss, with passion...
Know when the moment
arrives...
the physical
connection
will bring us to life...
Knowing what it is going to feel like...
knowing the desires that flow from within...
will bring us to the point of
satisfactions sin?....
Do you ever miss what we had?

@s.ray 3-5-2013

What is Love?

What is love to you?
What is love to me?
What is love to us?

If the vision is not the same?
You say:
"A love that doesn't hurt,
doesn't bleed, isn't afraid of detachment..
Is just too superficially sweet."
"Anything too sweet is definitely bad for you."
"When love is challenged,
it is reminded of strength, origin and purpose."
Yet for me:
"A love should be pure and comforting of pain.
It should be the strongest bond, that holds life
when all around it strains."
"A tender and sweet expression from deep,
that fills the heart and soul and sets them free."
"Sure when challenged, it will remind...
but challenges will come in their own,
pace and time."

　

So tell then, please do...
What is Love... if it is not the same to me and you...
Love is Love... just felt in different ways...
on different planes. . .
Love is not a definition without change.

@s.ray 3-5-2013

Two Lives

In a simple instant it happens
and you find yourself in further
then anyone ever imagined.

Did you ever think ever intend?
When the first words spoken
created this new friend?

Captured in a whirlwind
of envolving emotions, dangerously they lead...
to the edge, so a new place is created.

A haven, a heaven for your new found love.
Untouchable by all that is in fact real.
Where will this take you... this journey of lies?

Fully created now in seperation...
both believing your love is true,
How will this end... who will hurt...
who will keep... which is the one...
Of the Two Lives....
that gets to Love the real you? ....

@s.ray 3-5-2013

Pretty

Its about the true me that you can't see.
About the body that encases me.
It's not the hopes, or the dreams.

It will never be what my heart or mind is.
See, it's whats outside that traps me.
When all is removed and naked I stand.
It will only ever be me, who sees me as I am.

All the world sees is pretty...
They see they make-up and the jewels,
the clothes... but don't they know?
...... these are all only - but tools...
Tools used to hide a body left scared.
The one that tells a tale of the road
...... traveled thus far....

This spirt, and mind and soul...
.... Oh they are Free!
 Free to walk in Cloaked Beauty....
But the heart it beats... it hopes... it dreams....
and still it sinks each night to lifes reality.

Pretty is but a masquerade for ...
..... that which is truly Ugly.

@s.ray 3-5-2013

If I Look

Forced to confront
challenges and changes.
Around them,
over them,
or maybe just through.

Instinct pushes
to decide what to do.
Close your eyes,
feel where you are.
Open them wide,
the struggle takes life.

Pause and see,
the answers will be...
always found
for the challenges and changes.
If I look ....
at the reflection
and find myself.
The answer is... 
    "Within."

@s.ray 3-5-2013

Trapped in a Place

I can't fault you,
You understand-
what you are willing to know.
.. and well... of that,
I am guilty of the same.
You might be right,
do we truelly know
what makes the others
heart take flight?
Do we know?
What makes their mind wander?
.. find peace?
.. search answers?
.. and just desire to be at ease?
Can we tell what is the emotion
behind the words that appear?
or are we trapped in a place
that can so easily create
confusions and tears?
　

@s.ray 3-4-2013

U.S.

Silence

what does it take
to make the voice
stop coming out
to stop the thoughts
the feelings from within
from flowing up
and creating a wind
a breeze to be felt
as they release...
the mind would
forever be at ease
if only it could
stop the escape
stop the voice
stop the thoughts
crush the feeling
the mind could
live in peace if
it could but live
in SILENCE!

@ s.ray 3-4-2013

No Boundries Found

There isn't a place I wouldnt go
a door I wouldn't open and show.
Not a single fear I could hide from you
for I know you will hold me close,
and face every fear as "just us two".
Boundries of the real world
can not define this love unfurled.
Not a touch, a laugh, a smile, or tear...
are restriced by anything in here.
A love that has no boundries found
a feeling so deep that keeps us bound.
Through any and all of lifes endeavors
for now, for tomorrow, for all of forever.
Pure, tender, passionate, and sweet
love that is felt with every heartbeat.
Souls that connect with no boundries found
the places this takes us cant ever touch ground.
I close my eyes and know within...
I have in you, my soulmate, my lover, my bestfriend
.... my everything til this journeys end.

@s.ray 3-4-2013

Hidden Truths

The mind searches for what should be
the plain and simple truths to see.
The heart and soul come equipped
to recognized these when they find it.
Yet through all of life in the journey
these simple truths are hard to see.
What the soul desires the body can't reach
when at last a glimpse is caught of eternity.
The recogition leaves a longing for more
but why is it the world makes it hard to explore?

For the beauty that lies in Gods will
should be reachable to those who desire to fill,
fill their minds, their hearts, their souls....
with the knowledge of all the truths untold.
Fill thier lives with the gifts He has in store,
if only His word they will explore....

Yet, how ..
..... how can one reach what they can barely see....
truths that are hidden in the rules of society...
beauty, peace, love and answers...
a guidance for what His holy plan is....
Did God intend these to remain
coveted, secret, Hidden Truths?

@s.ray 3-4-2013