Mabel Akena
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on nights such as these,
when the sky, by but grey clouds only covered
and darkness strings all around
in its boundless hands.
...
The door slams, I dare not turn
I need not move.
I stand as still as the wind
And the memories flood back.
...
kiss me, so I may kiss you back
so I may quench the memory of your lips on mine,
reaffirm your taste, feel the security of your embrace
the familiarity of your warmth
...
walk with me
along this lonesome path that flower's line on both sides as the sun caresses their delicate petals
sing to me
upon this treacherous trek, that your voice may be engraved in my mind and the sound of your breathing an unforgettable flute that lulls my humming pulse
...
How strange it is, this madness I feel
How I long to make it last
But it must be gone from me
Like a euphoric dream,
...
Let my crystal fountain tumble like sulphur
And burn impressions into the ground
Whence I stand,
When words have failed me
...
Wondrous things I hold in this bag,
Memories of days gone
Past that captivates and still has
the power to hold me fast, exhilarate
...
There times when I feel like I have known this soul before,
known his face with its ridges and lines,
committed it to a long lost memory,
engraved in the unreachable depth's of my soul,
...
I am a maiden upon a treacherous path
searching in earnest for my knight
I seek not shinning silver armour, that glistens in the sun
nor glorious stallions, in all their vivacious gallop to victory
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my lonesome heart's cry, once more fills the empty room,
my mistaken divulgence from the expected,
an unfortunate yet unforgettable lesson,
like voices from the walls that surround me
...
The rain has poured and the wind has blown
Yet from my heart this doubts are neither
Washed nor blown away.
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Mabel Akena Biography
There castles i build, citadels that i destroy with the wave of my pen and the power of my thought. who would not want to posses such power? so i write, i create, i destroy, i mend, I Soothe.......all with the wave of a pen. i bid you join me)
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On Nights Such As These
on nights such as these,
when the sky, by but grey clouds only covered
and darkness strings all around
in its boundless hands.
On nights such as these
with trees whispering sweet words
into the ears of the passing wind,
as it caress my face,
in greeting
‘ HELLO! '
On nights such these,
my heart out of my chest I let,
carefully with trembling hands,
I place,
between my crossed legs.
and there, it stays
I listen to its pain, so raw, it consumes me
I feel its rage, that boils my blood a deep red,
of its dissatisfaction, it sings,
of its may be, hope to, will never do
it laments,
and I, as if in supplication, my tears I rain
and a kiss I place, upon its wounded exterior
on nights such as these,
when the sky, by but grey clouds only covered
and darkness strings all around,
in its boundless hands.
with trees whispering sweet words
into the ears of the passing wind
as it caress my tear stained face
‘goodbye'
on nights such as these,
I let my heart out of its chest.
‘ live, '
‘breathe' I say
‘if only for a while.'
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