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A LITTLE DRINK, A LITTLE SMOKE, A LITTLE HOPE

A LITTLE DRINK, A LITTLE SMOKE, A LITTLE HOPE

A Poem by Brian Kraklau

one evning, where the glasses were going round, where the hearts were full of life, and the souls all shining bright, all the voices around speak of this new begining, speaking fearcly full of hopes and dreams, i, myself did not feel as such, i sat in my corner, i smiled, i spoke lightly, and happily, yet my own heart spoke to me from within, i longed for that dream i once had to finally come walking through the door, and it was then i saw her,

that angel from my dream of yesteryear, oh such a dream was so vivid as this, her voice rang loud with the warming tone of the highest goddess, yet her lips didnt even quiver, no one seemed to hear such beauty pour from this young soul, such sounds of song birds that wake me from my long dark dreams of the night, to a bright and beautiful new hope,

but this heart always falls so fast, this bird is tied to her fingers with her honorable word, she is chained to a duity that i suppose most must face head on once in a while for the sake of one's own love, i tell you this, however, this jeM will be dusted, placed where it always belonged, right ubove all men and their crowns, to be a simple tear from this angel that has taken my soul,

love i fell hard for, and broke this lock of mine, busting  me out, just to let loose the demons into my nights,

but alas, i am still left with this gift, one any man would be blessed to be bestowed upon by any angel of such beauty, where the sun rises every day, chasing away all the demons created by such hands as these, leaving with this one kiss of hope, when i rise to a new day.

 

will i be holding you to night

will this love take flight

that is not for me to tell, for the road ahead is goin to be full of sharp stones and soft beds, where it takes me i dont know, but i only can live this path, and i shall find my way to where i feel at home, so if my love is right, that would be my light, but if its mearly a charm of the moment, then, let it last so i may rest my weary head, for once the sun rises i will be on my way down that road, i will leave you then with a kiss in return,

so for now, my sweet

good night.

 

© 2011 Brian Kraklau


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Life teaches us many lessons. A wise man or woman know when to hold tighter and be kinder. I like the feel and wisdom in this poem. Most of us must learn the hard way to appreciate the people willing to love us. A excellent poem. Thank you.
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Posted 13 Years Ago


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such an astounding voice. Excellent narrative. I look forward to reading more of your work!

Posted 13 Years Ago


Very, very good poem.

Posted 13 Years Ago


Nice poem.! It's great. :)

Posted 13 Years Ago


This is a nice Poem, I hope you keep it up

Posted 13 Years Ago


very sweet love letter. I like the old world language, adds to the romance.

Posted 13 Years Ago


Nice work

Posted 13 Years Ago


Interesting poem....it was hard to understand the direction it was taking as the route seemed to switch from one road to the next....but in the end we see the protagonists mind remained on one thing....which was gaining the love of an enchanting beauty.

Posted 13 Years Ago


A fantastic write :) I give you 5 stars, no, 10 stars!

Posted 13 Years Ago


This reads like a Shakespeare Sonnet, and very well done too. Its like you silently poured out your heart, but not to much so as to overwhelm the reader.
Great poem!

Posted 13 Years Ago


Well writte

Posted 13 Years Ago



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Brian Kraklau
Brian Kraklau

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