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Posted in absence, alone, despair, hurt, life, lost, love, me, memories, pain, past, peace, promises, silhouette, thoughts By Eon Heath 1 comments

memories seep through
nostalgia sinks in
loneliness engulfs
i think of you...

places we been to
sweet nothings whispered
every moment, seems
deja vu...

thoughts of solitude,
weaves into soliloquy
and i wonder, how
could sanity haunt...

the whiskey sets in
and flame is ash now
present blurrs out
till tomorrow, repeats.

- Eon Heath

Image Courtesy - Kristina Tripkovic

The Shepherd

Posted in folk, men, peace, shepherd, silhouette, wolf By Eon Heath 6 comments

Far beyond this land,
tales of joy, was heard and sung…
and with the choir,
all their sorrows were shun…

Merry were the folks,
as the men toiled in farms
the women worked the pans
and the childs’ lessons were taught…

Along came a shepherd
the eyes followed his foot,
for they never knew a shepherd,
who tended no sheep to root…

Flocked by curious mouth,
as he laid by the tree
the village square was full,
gathering of intrigued beings…

One dared bid him to words,
“O man, have you lost your sheep?”
a gentle smile on his eyes,
He said,”I but tend to two legged beasts”

Bewildered, they sought,
“Where are such beasts you seek,
for never in our land,
has a soul spot such leech!!”

“For what the mirror shows
is all but a scarless face,
seek whats inside
and the beast would show its trace.”

Shuddered the people of the town,
for fear is from that’s unknown
sought the ways to cleanse,
of hearts from beasts foretold...

Shepherd, was the devil
for he planted the seeds of doubt…
in their fearful heart,
now all the joys were lost…

- Eon Heath

Image - Google

we humans salviate,
never really care
whats right or wrong...

ignorant in our hunger,
we forget
what goes away, comes along...

life comes crawling down,
the wounds never heal
n the numb never gone...

it seeps through our soul,
innocent hearts, if not god
death have mercy upon...

p.s. - what really inspired me to write this one is a video by "Dream Theatre"

the music is so perfect...it so beautifully describes pain suffering, the silence that follows after the destrcution...

If music were words,
this is the best speech i have heard...