Tag Archives: heart

Torment of Demons (Haiku)

Torment of demons

Live within my heart and soul

A mental typhoon

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Asleep She Lays On Sacred Field

Asleep she lays on sacred field,

Angelic glow about her beams,

Draped in white my heart doth yield,

Far beyond my mortal dreams.

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I fathom not why me she chose,

Undeserving, I most surely be,

Heavenly creature beyond paling rose,

This fool adrift on earthly sea.

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I kneel before thy silken throne,

In prayer to one, the God most high,

For kindness that he hath shown,

This gift of you– without I’d die.

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I know not where this path might lead,

Or when my love we forever part,

Cherishing time, its waste doth bleed,

Forever alive within my heart.

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Sleep well my love in tender dream,

Assured through faith that I lie by your side,

To hold you forever in highest esteem,

This sacred promise by which I abide.

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

This Blanket Of Snow

This blanket of snow,

Holds no greater chill than that of my soul,

Tangled in frigid fingers of emotion,

Drowning in a veritable ocean,

Whose frothy foam I call home.

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I ask not for your sympathy,

Desire not your empathy,

This road I must travel alone,

A path my heart to me has shown,

Until my thirst has been sated.

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To struggle forth and never find,

Reeks with havoc a fragile mind,

Constantly reaching to dull the pain,

No matter how subtle to keep me sane,

Darkness hides the tears I grieve.

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Let not this smile I outward show,

Mislead you that I carefree go,

Buried deep within sullen core,

Bolted and locked the iron door,

My feelings trapped in dungeon black.

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I pray one day to find the key,

To let in light so that I might see,

The gift of worth in this life I’ve led,

Before I join the cold stone dead,

On a sea of stark eternity.

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Spent – A Tanka

Spent, my heart racing

Pounding to the souls rhythm

Mute before love pure

You, the muse granting me breath

For without I would perish

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Pulsing – A Tanka

Blood flows erratic

Pulsing strain against my veins

Testing my hearts beat

Love or lust it matters not

When bathed in raw emotion

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

Convoluted Love – A Tanka

Convoluted love

A labyrinth of emotions

Wrenching at the heart

Leaving you vulnerable

And easily dismembered

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

Draw Near

Draw near cherished one,

To feel you close nourishes me,

Feeding heart and soul

No greater love has there been,

Than that between you and I.

The touch, skin on skin,

Warm, soft, moist, us intertwined,

Locked, passionate kiss;

Bodies tight as we become one,

One heart, one soul, forever.

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

 

The Mind Of The Heart – A Tanka

The mind of the heart

Travels the road it’s chosen

Ne’er second guessing

For the act of questioning

Would only lead to regret

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Lovely Is The Rose – A Tanka

Lovely is the rose

Petals soft it’s anger hides

In thorns menacing

Drawing blood,it’s color joined

This…a match made in heaven

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Outward

Sand, coarse and hot runs through my fingers,

Blending seamlessly with others of their kind,

This endless sea of granulated wonder.

Alike, of similar origins, living in their same world;

Not so unlike the vastness of our own terrarium.

Under the skin, are not our similarities overwhelming,

Blood, bone, tissue, mineral, hopes, dreams, ambitions,

Born, living and dying as we all must, it is not a choice,

Nor an option given to us at first breath.

Look hard around you,

Oh, how the tricks of the eye are so convincing,

Seeing only that which is physical.

What does this tell of the being?

What of their hearts, their souls,

Their minds, their aspirations,

Their pain and suffering?

Nothing! For the eye is a fool,

Easily leading and misleading the mind,

Diverting maliciously from another’s essence,

Their true being and all that is important.

The shallowness of outward impressions limits us,

Preventing us from knowing, befriending, understanding.

Ignorance feeds us foremost,

Our temporal gluttony gorges us,

Making us something less than human,

With our flawed vision of what should be.

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~