A Handful of Words by C.E. Vance (best ereader under 100 .txt) 📕

forever,
is all my life will need
My somewhere - to be with you,
'till all tomorrows cede

 

 C.E.Vance

 

A Final Sin

Striking chimes throughout the night,
traversing the depths of surrounding walls
In silence they echo on darkened shades,
lingering moments pass with ticking clock

 

Unseen in still - hide demons in wait,
their icy clutch bringing shudders of chill
Eyes seeing fear that only you know,
whispers abound inside a trembling mind

 

Images sway in umbra of shadowed space,
voices speak without an utterance of sound
Nowhere to hide from the terrors borne,
death’s grisly touch lies in stealth beside

 

If tears were screams, the night would be filled,
wailing would follow each footstep heard
Prayers go unanswered, lost to foolish faith,
a false savior fails you - thrusting thorns in your eyes

 

Given in arms is that which was sought,
a seeking found the whore you embrace
Evil smiles upon the souls who’ve fallen,
loathsome children swept to depths of hell

 

Haughty laughter from forbearers of sin,
assigns a fate to the realm of condemned
Blind your sight in the throes of a gouge,
pay no heed to whispers of damning fate

 

In presence of gods, below Heaven’s place,
falsity succumbs to the maker’s choice
Woeful days find them residing in night,
ongoing forever with ticking of the clock

 

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A Lone Demise

Hollow eyes peering from inward darkness,

past infinity's depths for measure of soul

Constant vile outward on lashing tongue,

all cruelty to wrought its eventual toll

 

Bitter words in portrayal of loathing self,

spouted envy for one's own odious traits

Fall to come along sordid path in lead,

transgressions guide to where misfortune waits

 

Lies stolid heart impaled upon a thorn,

sting of barb coursing through callous veins

With will in forfeit to iniquity's  keep,

the appalling scowl of bleakness reigns

 

Evil resides upon each drawing breath;

a petty life existing on the wicked air

Faults and blame knocking on another's door,

their misery sought is your blood and heir

 

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In wroth you wallowed from a smug filled jar;

foul venom gorged till it began to spew

Now all defiled to find final just,

turn you bout to face earned grievance due

 

Colored your world in the shade of shame;

shallow deeds aligning its inner walls

Your hollow eyes now peer into the dark;

as death swoops in - no one hears your calls

 

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Always So Real

Carried along on a windswept song,

wishes inside a melody of dreams

Unfurled sails drifting past clouds,

to where eyes of an angel gleams

 

Pursuits guided by teardrop’s fall,

arrive on whispers for love’s sake

With heart and soul journeys begin,

a lost touch bides in Heaven’s wake

 

Captured moments so soothing serene,

in midst awaits the face you seek

Led from the world in an ethereal veil,

light you find gently touches your cheek

 

Into arms that hold closely and tight,

shades of an essence beyond the surreal

Summoned by loss - memories live on,

a kiss comes softly and you know it’s real

 

Placed in a berth of parting sleep,

a temple lost brings spirit’s rise

To shallow ground all tumbles down,

comes followed mist that never dies

 

Carried along on a windswept song,

wishes inside a melody of dreams

Unfurled sails drifting past clouds,

to where eyes of an angel gleams

 

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Guardian

Outstretched arms to hold you -
during troublesome trials to mind.
Watcher of keep - by your side,
sent from Heaven, as God defined.

From humble whispers in a prayer
beneath a halo - an aura of light.
Shimmered glory in Kingdom's grace,
seeding easement - for inner plight.

In caring folds of an angel's wings,
falling teardrops - stayed to eyes.
Summoned calm for abounding woe,
attendance quiets - anguished cries.

Granted by - the face of faith,
compassion served by loving hands.
Created form, through Holy will,
ever near - your guardian stands.

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Beneath the Shadows of the Moon

Stilly shadows hide the shining moon,

cloudy mists fashion a shroud for his eyes

Twinkle of star winks a knowing smile,

window to heaven opens in the skies

 

Hazy veil across the backdrop of time,

gives rise to celestial’s whispered way

In diminished light an awakening dawns

fall of night arouses passions in stay

 

Shackled to forbearance of every soul,

lone self dwells within a void’s rise

Tears seep from wounds of sorrowed hearts,

but days to follow soothe their broken cries

 

In will of ways wishes come to pass,

cease the calling  from foreboding nights

Found love shares the wonder of dreams,

with eyes for the moment is evening’s lights

 

And Darkness falls upon the whispering still,

In surrounding view shades are no longer strewn

Upon this night I’ll tenderly love you,

lying beneath the shadows of the moon

 

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You

In evening's peaceful slumber -

I whisper softly to you

May I hold you tenderly -

the way I’ve been longing to

 

As dreams are unfolding -

your image draws near

If my nights were forever -

you would always be here

 

Hidden within the twilight -

are all my unspoken words

Would you be enchanted -

by words you haven’t heard

 

Could you ever love me -

the way I’m in love with you

Follow our dreams together -

watching all come true

 

If I could ever hold you -

the way I’ve been longing to

My dreams would be forever -

and my twilights so few

 

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Timeless View

 

Along each road linger past’s remnants,
reminders of things that used to be
Some forsaken upon trodden journeys,
others embraced as a cherished memory

Relived today and saved for tomorrow,
secret places reside beyond searching eyes
Glancing into portal's murals in time,
entrancing events exist without goodbyes

On draping backdrops of picturesque scenes,
faces emerge unchanged by passing years
Children grown old are once again young,
an ageless world magically appears

Soft laughter erupts somewhere in the distance;
a slow count ends with the hidden being sought
Those not found are willingly beckoned home,
all become captured within the realm of thought

In minds opened doors images wait to be viewed,
entrance is granted to those willing to knock
Crossing the threshold an adventure begins,
All untouched by sweeping hands of a clock

 

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