Zenda-Lokki at All poetry

If tears could build a stairway
And memories were a lane.
I would walk right up to heaven
To bring you home again.

No farewell words were spoken
No time to say “Goodbye”.
You were gone before I knew it
And only God knows why.

My heart still aches with sadness
And secret tears still flow.
What it meant to lose you
No-one will ever know.

If I could have a lifetime wish
A dream that would come true.
I’d pray to God with all my heart
For yesterday and you.

A thousand words can’t bring you back
I know because I’ve tried.
And neither will a million tears
I know because I’ve cried.

You left behind my broken heart
And happy memories too.
I never wanted memories tho
I only wanted you.

A dedication to my beloved son, lost to miscarriage.

You are always in Daddy's thoughts my boy!!

I miss you so much!!!

Hasn't anybody told you, don't judge a book, by the cover?
Well I'm the one that you picked up, and never read.

I'm the dreamer, the realist, the afraid and the fearless.
I'm sarcasm wrapped in slapstick, the easily amused and easily wounded.

I love to create and be witness to creation.
I am who I was meant to be, a walking contradiction.

Innocence, naiveness and the freedom to be weak,
is my strength.

A stubborn streak mixed with a need to be held
But not held up. Comforted, yet never comfortable.

Missing image

I've learnt to create superficiality in me
To smile, to cry, to act, to fake when in need.

I am the dust that survives a desert rain.
The liquid muscle spun into the spider's silk.

I am the softness of your breath as you sleep
And the eternity of two galaxies.

I am the poet who writes about all his feelings
Good or bad.

I dream of a life free of worries, free to be me.

I'm fighting within myself and against myself
To win the prize. But do I even want it?

Its worth is questionable, even more so than my own.

I work for the Royal London Society for the Blind ( R.L.S.B )

at the charity's Dorton College. I am the college radio station manager and teach the students in

radio production, DJ skills and interview techniques.

LISTEN TO DORTON RADIO LIVE:

http://www.rlsb.org.uk/Page.aspx?page=c134d4fa-4679-45b7-9861-0f560ce67320

I took Tae Kwon Do for 7 years.

Poetry is my passion, and inspiration of my heart.

I’ve had a bad past but I’m a hopeful person.

I’m an understanding guy, your friend, your poet.

I am night eternal.

All my love

Carpe Nocturne

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Del Walker

aka

Zenda-Lokki

I am - the wind; a whisper, chilly darkened sky.
One sculpted cloud, high, gently breezing by.

I am - a seashell; pebbles at the many shores.
A sculpture shaped from depths of ocean floors.

I am - a plant that winds itself towards the light.
Made of numerous tears; scented to delight.

I am - wings, soaring; an eagle, hawk, a dragonfly.
Equipped with claws and feathers; searching eye.

I am – a tall tree; a shelter, silent resting place.
Harmonious oasis; to hold and to embrace.

I am - an artist; dance, paint, a rhythmic word.
Carved; image of all seen, felt and heard.

I am - continuation; existence from the ancient seed.
A lost sacred string of pearled bead.

I am – everything and nothing in your heart.
A shackled love, never to re-start.