Poetry: “Recalling Home”

 

Recalling Home….

My beating heart yearns for a

place that it remembers as home.

 

Yet my mind, cannot recall its sacred destination…

My soul desires beauty and peace,

A place where love flows as free

as the calm waters of the ocean,

and harmonious music carries

through the cool wind breeze….

 

Somewhere beyond the depths of my aching heart,

and the many layers of my ancient soul,

I know there’s a secret stored somewhere deep inside…

A forbidden secret,

that only my burning heart, can retrieve

from the mysterious hidden door,

locked inside my wandering mind…

 

for one day…

So many light years away…

that familiar home, that my heart yearns for,

will set my spirit free…

 

• Ariana R. Cherry 2017

Poetry: An Eternity

An Eternity

Inside an oblivion of a time trapped shell,
the wind howls and bares its soul,
to the sky that soaks up its confessions.

Vibrations of the secrets light up the stars,
as they twinkle the encrypted code of stories that are told
from the souls who reign down below.

I am the cold wind that dances through the darkness,
and the chill that sweeps beneath the feet
on a bare wooden floor.

I am the tunnel that hovers overhead,
consumed by emotions that have been
left to escape into the openness.

Anxiety, frustration, excitement, despair, happiness
and fright, tied into a ball of invisible twine,
attached to the tunnel where feelings have no end
and continue to grow
until an angry storm has an outburst.

I am but an energy, that ravishes on the soul,
that lurks to those who are weak.
The time that I have is short,
but it lengthens with each emotion
that I consume, as more bare
the deep hidden secrets
locked beneath the core
of their soul.

Their soul, is a part of the eternity,
An eternity of a time-trapped shell…

I am,
an eternity,
that keeps on waiting,
listening,
ravishing for the core
of your darkest secrets
you keep locked
far within your soul.

-Ariana Cherry 2014

Poetry: What if Life Were a Metaphor?

What if Life were a Metaphor?
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Take a moment,
unwind your busy thoughtful mind…

Unfurl the concepts,
the now…and what is..

My friend,
I ask you this…
What if life, were merely, a metaphor?

That vast life, and never-ending beauty all around
was purely out of reach…
That somehow, this was just another entrance,
from that undiscovered open door…

A mirror image, of what we thought was…and is.
A reflection of our minds and unattainable knowledge…

…For somewhere beyond,
our weary hearts, lead us to that literal dead-end stone wall…
Our hands, surprised by its unending strength,
as if built by something else more superior…
Enlightened by an ethereal beauty
we can no longer physically touch…
because life…was merely a metaphor…

So…then, what could this possibly mean
for you and me?

What is this existence?
How does life sustain?

If- the journey, is merely a metaphor?

…or dear friend,
Are we all just in a cocoon…
locked into a well of deep slumber,

where we come to meet
in this such lucid episodic dream,

because – somebody said…

Life…

was just a metaphor?

– Ariana R. Cherry 2017

Inspirational Poetry:No One Would Understand the Words

No One Would Understand the Words
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So many times ago…
I was told –
No one would understand the words…

The words that flow so openly through
the feathered pen of my musical heart…
Those words, that pick every particle of my
inquisitive mind apart.

They said nobody would understand…

The words of my eternal soul…
That sing so lively into the midnight air,
that touch the sparkling moon and kiss its face…

They said nobody would understand…
Nobody would stay to listen to my enlightened spirit
as it explained her tale of woe…

The words…
The words that strum the wrenching story of my beating heart,
explaining how a cold darkness once tore it apart…

They said nobody would understand…

So please…dear soul…
Tell me…

Why do you sit here now,
weeping to these tales,
as you hold my hand?

– Ariana R. Cherry 2017

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Afterthought: “For when he said…”Nobody likes poetry…nobody will ever read your poems…”… He did not understand the power of words….Of words that touch the soul, mind and heart….For one does not HEAR poetry…They FEEL the words…You do not LISTEN to poetry….You experience it.”

Poetry: When Love is all that is left…

 

Sometimes, it hurts, to feel everything so much.
With reality, it puts you out of touch…
Those, with the wooden hand- they don’t plan.
They’d rather rip the warranty tag from your soul.
Trying to shorten your “eternity.”
As if they could!

But when, they scratch your soul,
You’re left, crying in the rain…
All you want to do
is heal the world’s pain…

In those times,
you feel love just may never be enough,

But when you wear your heart on your sleeve, feeling everyone’s such delicate touch.
What if…love is all that is left, to gain?

– Ariana R. Cherry 2017

Poetry: Time is not Eternal

Life is precious…
Life is full of years…
Some longer than others…
While some may have less time…
But …it still feels too short-

It is never enough time
To say…
I love you…
One
More
Time.

While time is not eternal…
Love is.

…..ariana r cherry 2017

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