Tag: hope

New years eve poetry

Small bubbles,
Deep amber,
Tantalizes,
Caressing foam,
Slightly bitter,
Sinking slowly,
Deeper,
Into complexity.

I woke to her good morning,
And held it in my heart,
I am not bemoaning,
The time we are apart,
Anticipation growing,
Day by night by dawn,
A flutter of excitement,
With each breath that I have drawn,
No masks or little banter,
Just loved for who we are,
A gift so rare and precious,
It matters not how far,
Our words will find their way,
Into open arms,
And smileing we will play,
Safe from all the harms,
One day…

Beneath the winter sun
I sit and ponder
What word may capture
How my pulse quickens
At the sound of her voice
And yet again
I am in awe
Struck dumb
That she
Finds me
Worthy
To love her.

Best wishes and happy new year to all. -SirHanz

Kaleidoscope

Dreaming of better days,
Memories of days long past,
Vivid and haunting,
Colliding with future hopes,
A kaleidoscope of images,
Possibility sparkles,
Mixed with regret,
From past choices,
careing to much,
Sacrifice unseen,
Unappreciated…
I dont bleed for glory,
Or for praise or profit,
But for love,
Yes for love…
And all I ever wanted,
Was for my martyrs heart,
To be seen,
Though scared and burned,
Charished,
And held gently…
Sitting with my thoughts,
Listening to the rain,
Older.. wiser…
Bitter lessons learned,
Hardened by life,
Constant struggle and work,
Trauma and pain…
Becomeing what I am,
Forsaken time and again,
Used and broken,
A soiled soul,
Needing to be needed,
Desiring to be desired,
Both the light,
And the shadow…
So I ask myself,
Am I worthy?
I dont have an answer.

Best wishes -SirHanz

Leaf

Expextations of emptiness,
Words like anvils,
Fall heavy,
Brused lips,
From holding them back,
A testament,
Of love,
Sadness boiling,
Even as hands toil,
Cannibalistic fear,
Threatening to devour,
Confidence,
Then everything stops,
As a falling leaf,
Catches fading light,
And turns to brilliant gold,
An entrancing reminder,
Of the amazing beauty,
Scattered,
Hidden,
Waiting to be found,
Forgotten peace,
Once again descends,
And for a moment,
A breath,
Your heart is free,
And once again,
Filled with hope.

Best wishes  -SirHanz

The softest hand

In times of pain and sadness,

I am here,

Warmth against the chill,

Of sadness and depression,

The light of hope,

Knee deep in the flood,

Of words and struggle,

Expecting nothing,

Offering everything,

Calloused hands,

A cradle for tears,

When your spirit is weak,

And flickering,

A mirror of truth,

Reflecting and multiplying,

Your light,

That you may see,

The beauty,

Of your flame,

Dancing,

Ever changeing,

Consuming the past,

To become the future,

Perfectly you,

Beloved,

As you are.

Best wishes-SirHanz

An open letter to myself.

I have never been able to separate myself, my life, or my honor from love. I dont know if it was how I was raised or if it’s just the way I am, but when I love.. you get everything that I am. I love with my whole heart, I dont understand how I could do anything less.

I also understand how dangerous this is. Especially knowing how easy it is for me to fall in love. Both a blessing and a curse. The curse is that because I give the whole of myself when I love, when that love is broken… i suffer. The blessing is that it feels amazing to love without restraint. To feel joy when your love feels joy.

Knowing myself i am vary careful with who i trust and let in. The potential for being hurt is vary high and I will avoid that at all cost, unless i find someone who is worth possibly paying that cost. I am not rich, i make a living and work hard to do so. I am not handsome (at least i dont think i am.)

What I do have is intelligence, kindness, a good sence of humor, and the ability to love without limit. (Often to my own detriment).

I am a good man. Who would give just about anything to make the woman he loves happy.

If your reading this future me.. I hope you have found someone who loves you as deeply and fiercely as the love you give. If you have, I am proud of you. You are a lucky bastard and deserve nothing less. And if your still looking, I am sorry.. I know how lonely you are even if your happy. Dont give up hope.. the world is a big place. Keep looking untill you find her. You will know when you do. We both know how.

Oh.. one more thing.. dont forget me. I am a lesson from the past.. on how you were hurt and how to try to keep moving forward. Even if your alone.. I need to know your ok. You probably are.. but let me know. It doesn’t need to be anything big. Just post a picture with a genuine smile, or hopefully one with whom we love.

Thanks me. Best of luck. -SirHanz