‘Echelon,

Posted on 14/02/202214/02/2022 Posted in Forrest & PathTagged blog, Blogger, blogging, echelon, Forrest&path, jjstache, jojoalwaealy, Poem, Poet, poetry, writer, writing6 Comments

With darkness hidden

in endangerment

I fall for my moon

as I kiss my waters or so slow.

With a soft touch

I linger over

and see my future grow.

Behind that curtain

the stars and universe

dances with my flow

And under that shadow

I see my arising glow.

A world hidden

from cruelty

and sorrow.

As there is

and as there is not

a morrow.

Let me keep

this memory

hidden from my eyes.

To as I, your shadow,

can’t keep up with the lies.

So hold on,

breathe with my rhyme,

and be one of the wise.

Because you, my darkness,

don’t need to disguise.

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‘Epoch,

Posted on 26/01/202224/01/2022 Posted in Forrest & PathTagged blog, Blogger, blogging, epoch, Forrest&path, jjstache, jojoalwaealy, Poem, Poet, poetry, writer, writing4 Comments

In the hollow of the ferns,

far from the madding crowd,

I take thee lingering soul with me.

In the beautiful valley,

where tears fall from the sky,

I dream of a nightmare plea.

Where every drop,

underneath my skin,

would take me down on my knee.

As I am a fatherless father

with hidden scars in my family tree.

But, what was my sweet melancholia

if you, my ghost in the mirror, would be a fable?

Beneath my shadows I seek for my carnage

as there are eras of memory unstable.

So my child,

with blood on my hands,

I surrender my entire veins.

Where I have met my nemesis

hidden between greater reins.

I seek, I sought, I conquered

until I met my own chains.

Nothing more than a valley

fallen from many strains.

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‘Agress,

Posted on 24/01/202224/01/2022 Posted in Forrest & PathTagged agress, blog, Blogger, blogging, Forrest&path, jjstache, jojoalwaealy, Poem, Poet, poetry, writer, writing6 Comments

Oh’ shallow, my shallow night

your rhythm waltzes with my light.

In your dawn I seek for my time

but, once there I got lost in your rhyme.

As my soul lingers over your hymn

I remember my morning dim.

So take me away

as I careless say;

“you are my reason to pray.”

Do what have I owed this pleasure

for your words have spoken with treasure.

Oh’ tonight I have seen my shallow night

as she, a fellow stranger, had to become my light.

No more, no less,

nothing could have hidden my aggress.

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‘Befall,

Posted on 12/01/202211/01/2022 Posted in Forrest & PathTagged befall, blog, Blogger, blogging, Forrest&path, jjstache, jojoalwaealy, Poem, Poet, poetry, writer, writing3 Comments

In my new fate

I changed the time by night.

We speak in endless crime

about our falling light.

With the morning dew

I open my eyes for my last fight.

To what I have owed

for the eternal sight.

I give,

I gave,

as I kneel for my knight.

But, as I open my eyes

I see the horror very bright.

All our hopes end our paths

therefore, I create my very last.

With shattered glass

I see my blindly past.

To whom can befall

for revenge we amassed.

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‘Aurora,

Posted on 15/12/202115/12/2021 Posted in Forrest & PathTagged Aurora, blog, Blogger, blogger&writer, Forrest&path, jjstache, jojoalwaealy, Poem, Poet, poetry, writer, writing12 Comments

Breathe in,

breathe out,

as I slowly forgot my reason to doubt.

Here I dreamed a dream

and hear the song of my beloved.

Behind that moon song

I remember the one that I loved.

Breathe in ,

breathe out,

as I follow my woodland route.

Slowly I disappear in the shire

with my fellow slumbers as one.

So embrace my valley

as your mother and son.

Breathe in,

breathe out,

as I believe to devout.

Where it all had a face,

and love had to be wrong.

I See the mirror in my reflection

as I raise my soul along.

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‘Enchanted,

Posted on 13/12/202113/12/2021 Posted in Forrest & PathTagged blog, Blogger, blogging, enchanted, Forrest&path, jjstache, jojoalwaealy, Poem, Poet, poetry, writer, writingLeave a comment

O’ hear them whisper

in the old valley.

In the darkness,

with my evening rose,

I scream into my alley.

As I walk in your shadows

I feel my fate and soul disappear.

Thus I hear, in the afar distance,

with light and fear,

a hymn of my own King Lear.

Miles have passed,

time wouldn’t last

as I create my past.

While I am the white conquer

with the black fellowship

and the unknown grey monster.

They behold your eyes

and follow your dream.

Therefore, while lost,

I fought for your bloodstream.

I see your philosophy with a spell

as you care not about my hell.

Blindsided by your foolishness

as I am my own dictator.

(A Reverie of my own.)

Would it fall with your creator?

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‘Haven,

Posted on 11/12/202110/12/2021 Posted in Forrest & PathTagged blog, Blogger, blogging, Forrest&path, haven, jjstache, jojoalwaealy, Poem, Poet, poetry, writer, writingLeave a comment

From past to present

I await my desire from afar.

Where a dreamer, as I,

could be a rising star.

But whom, hidden in the sky,

would be able to heal my scar?

As I, whenever I feel blue,

remind myself of a starlight.

Where she imploded in thousand pieces

and would hide in the night.

But as I arise, with blood on my hands,

I conquer my last fight.

But, the awaiting night

sleeps with my willow.

And In that far distance

I find my undiscovered fallow.

As they whisper to my crow;

“With eternal dreams

there comes a time to grow.”

As my valley, with thousand ohms,

reminds me of your belle.

A forgotten longing spirit

of the queens garden smell

what would be the end of my path

as I fall for your spell.

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‘Nymphs,

Posted on 08/12/202108/12/2021 Posted in Forrest & PathTagged blog, Blogger, blogging, Forrest&path, jjstache, jojoalwaealy, nymphs, Poem, Poet, poetry, writer, writing5 Comments

to fall with my still waters

I arise behind my hill.

Where I cry for no attention

as I scream, and yet so still.

To ode,

to suffer

and to sacrifice my heart to kill.

As my mountain echoes,

with era of stars,

I remember the night oh so chill.

To be afraid for the far distance

I clothed with my sky

as I see my light uphill.

So here I waltz

for the unknown tomorrow

as I open my eyes.

There I see my moon goddess

as I conquer your lies.

To what I owe,

in a home away from home,

to my blinding light that dies.

Oh’ my forest queen,

why does your soul apologize?

For we are bonded,

by the song of the beloved,

until we hear our ohm vocalize.

A father to one,

but a mother to many

as we desire our precipice by time.

To what we believe,

to what we see,

until we find our prime.

This was my spiritual journey

where I end my words

for our night-time.

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‘Passage,

Posted on 06/12/202106/12/2021 Posted in Forrest & PathTagged blog, Blogger, blogging, Forrest&path, jjstache, jojoalwaealy, passage, Poem, Poet, poetry, writer, writing13 Comments

So help me god

for I have been a sinner

therefore I give my end.

So I have lost my pride

as I swim with the thousand nights

I hold my breath as I emend.

To believe that I have lived

I reminisce of a time

with nothing to pretend.

We are one,

hidden in the dark,

as our grace transcend.

So who am I, I ask myself,

to what I owe this ruins?

Here I see the darkness in my eyes

as I become a stranger to my night.

To as I hope, when lost,

I would find my path in the light.

But for now, as I drown,

I care less about my pride.

Who reaches for my hand

before I drown with my last ride.

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‘Estampie,

Posted on 29/11/202129/11/2021 Posted in Forrest & PathTagged blog, Blogger, blogging, estampie, Forrest&path, jjstache, jojoalwaealy, Poem, Poet, poetry, writer, writing7 Comments

Not so many moonlights ago

I was amazed by my own reflection.

For I have this entire world

surrounded by my deception.

Under my streaming lights

I create the reason for rejection.

Until then, with widows grave,

I arise for my own protection.

Where my autumn is your winter

the summer breeze is my spring.

Thus I was created, by my saviour,

as I run free with my string.

Oh hearer of my mountains,

here I speak for your forgiveness,

as I, the king, beholds the strongest ring.

At wit’s end, for there was no season,

my darkest forest would sing.

The ruins and serene,

asleep and well hidden,

were formed by defeat.

So hear my last call

as I hide in your shadows discrete.

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‘Land,

Posted on 27/11/202127/11/2021 Posted in Forrest & PathTagged blog, Blogger, blogging, Forrest&path, jjstache, jojoalwaealy, land, Poem, Poet, poetry, writer, writing4 Comments

Speaking off losing faith in the dark night

I have dreamed of visions and time.

Haunted by ill angels and demons

they create the story of my prime.

With chasms, that holy dream,

to whom whose eyes are blurred.

With tears that drops of sadness

with seas that restless inspire my bird.

A Hymn hidden in my twilight

what could there be more purely unheard.

A Broken voice surging,

unto the skies, for lonely waters afar.

To plea,

to be,

to see,

A world that forms out of space and star.

Boundless floods,

So trembled by bloods,

I stream unto my memoir.

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‘Deracinate,

Posted on 24/11/202122/11/2021 Posted in Forrest & PathTagged blog, Blogger, blogging, deracinate, Forrest&path, jjstache, jojoalwaealy, Poem, Poet, poetry, writer, writing4 Comments

As I pray to my own believer,

to the one whom created all of this,

the world,

the earth,

the water and the entire philosophy.

Must I believe in an era without it,

the one,

therefore, I surrender my policy.

A hearth broken gift,

but yet,

stronger than any psalms.

So hand me over your gracious presence

as I, the knower of time,

beholds your palms.

Tender and slowly

I linger with your ohms

(a voice of an angel)

and I was eased by the night.

A moon fuller than the light

sparkles with my memoir.

All of this, and yet,

nothing more would be my end.

So I follow the waves

with the armour of my power.

Stronger and wiser,

to as I hear the ticking hour.

Six feet under,

wings spread,

and I fear my afterlife.

As I pray to my own believer,

to the one whom created all of this.

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‘Marjorie,

Posted on 17/11/202116/11/2021 Posted in Forrest & PathTagged blog, Blogger, blogging, Forrest&path, jjstache, jojoalwaealy, Marjorie, Poem, Poet, poetry, writer, writing5 Comments

Take me as the way I speak

and listen to my symphony,

therefore, I take your heart to be weak.

With chills under my chest

I feel how the wind tweak

and with this silence

I flow with my mystique.

To be drawn to myself

as I hear that the wind follows my trust.

To as I feel the warmth embrace my skin

I linger with words and lust.

In the end, whenever I blossom,

I shall remember my must.

For I see, at the end,

a world with no hiding wanderlust.

For I have an unknown truth

as I whittle in my mind.

Darkness ever so close

as we are aligned.

But for this, I breathe and plea;

“this entire era sleep is known to be blind.”

Feel this aromatic sensation,

because, the “I”I knew didn’t know.

A saviour for my eyes,

entangled,

under my own grow.

Roots deep,

and yet, “fragile as snow.”

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‘Condole,

Posted on 15/11/202115/11/2021 Posted in Forrest & PathTagged blog, Blogger, blogging, condole, Forrest&path, jjstache, jojoalwaealy, Poem, Poet, poetry, writer, writing2 Comments

To die with no reason,

to fly with no season,

to pry with no treason

In that empty darkness

I dance with my shallow love.

For I shroud my wings

I sought for my lost white dove.

If I have been true,

than you have seen me too.

From deep inside

I found my night in you.

The death, undeath,

glows with my heart.

For you are my flying dove

therefore I seek for my part.

With drops of sadness

I kneel down as I beg for my soul.

As within the dark

I bury my pain to condole.

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‘Destiny,

Posted on 13/11/202113/11/2021 Posted in Forrest & PathTagged blog, Blogger, blogging, Destiny, Forrest&path, jjstache, jojoalwaealy, Poem, Poet, poetry, writer, writing9 Comments

Earth, from afar I feel your vein

whisper slowly with my heart.

Whereas in yonder I fought

for a bright moment for being apart.

As I am forsaken, blindsided,

I feel our nemesis thrive to depart.

Thus I am lost in a world

with no trust to your art.

Here I am, alone with my lonely angel,

where she spoke softly to my ears.

To my apathy, wherein I remember,

you have been hiding in my tears.

As I, your sorrow, bleed with pain

I sought for nothing more than my fears.

Blood falling from my eyes,

as I have seen many die for endless years.

I Behold, none the wiser,

a broken fragment for my peers.

Seek for my devourment

and you shall find my last rope.

For this had to be my first,

therefore, she granted my last hope.

I pray,

as I hear my pope.

For I am in eternal depth,

as I sought for my light,

the darkness beholds my envelope.

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