Thursday, March 22, 2012

If Tommorow Never Comes

An ending for every beginning,
all things are not meant forever.
Twinkling stars will not go on sparkling,
as time will soon cease to linger.

More, few and less but never empty,
life with you is yellow and blue.
I thank God for such sincerity,
of great kindness, I found in you.

I have traveled alone in darkness,
survived out of hope and courage.
Thus, you emerged from your own abyss,
and began to create our page.

My love, you told me I am your world,
your light as you are to my eyes.
How I felt your words within your hold,
as we thrive on our mortal place.

If the future will resist to come,
or if tomorrow doesn’t show.
There can’t be anything to fear from,
for  strength within our love will flow.

Phoenix Montoya @ February 9, 2012

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What If?

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Dream as you hope,
and cry as you cope.
A blue moon on its season,
you hold on for a reason.

What if? What if?
You ask in belief.
One day, all may turn your way,
as fortune will choose to stay.

A shining star,
it may seem so far.
Hence, a falling star, there is.
You can stumble at a piece.

Wish as you dream,
savor it like a cream.
The  road ahead  – one question.
A gift? An  expectation.

(c) Phoenix Montoya @ February 7, 2012

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Saturday, March 10, 2012

Sonnet 029

A rare beauty created for this world,
once I have uttered her wonderful name.
How I have thought of her as someone bold,
and was joyous when she finally came.
My dear sweet princess who delights in pink.
Not a valiant one who carries a sword,
but, a familiar lass who loves to think.
How I pray for her kind soft-spoken words.
Alecsandra – strong name that I desire,
alas, someone I can never become.
May she find her own reason to inspire,
for fear is hers alone to overcome.
Let light fill her spirit that she may see,
the earth’s brilliance as it is meant to be.

(c) Phoenix Montoya @ January 17, 2012

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You are my knight.
I have sworn to be with you.
My life, my light –
but, does love dwells within you?

You have my heart –
the whole part, every pieces.
Alas, an art!
You see me not for kisses.

Not a dear prize,
You can aspire or treasure.
But, for your lies –
some convenience you adore.

You let me stand.
Before your foes, I lash out.
Stains in my hand,
as you keep your quiet mouth.

Now, I’m tattered.
My soul – ugly and filthy.
I am hated,
for the facts that I’m guity.
Aching to have,
your affection for my heart.
Love, do you love?
A shield? A knife? I am not.

(c) Phoenix Montoya @ January 15, 2011

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Thursday, March 8, 2012

Sonnet 075

If you will see me as someone evil,
to speak up or fight, I shall never do.
My heart aches to get out of this veil -
from my own darkness of guilt and sorrow.
For I have done some unspeakable acts,
I have cheated and took delight in lies.
How I have craftily bended the facts,
and took flight with my enemies prizes.
If you will expose me now for my sins,
bitterness will not fill my lonesome heart.
But, dishonor from the gaze of the saints,
as I roam alone on the face of earth.
Stare me down; do judge me for my vileness.
Only then, I’ll find freedom from solace.

(c) Phoenix Montoya @ January 5, 2012

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