A lifetime ago, I was younger like you,
before my dreams faded and life was still new.
I wish I knew then, all that I know now,
I wanted our life but didn’t know how.
I settled for less and tried the right things,
and cashed in my soul for all that it brings.
I’ve made my mistakes, like others before,
forgiveness more fleeting, ‘til you closed the door.
Waiting for answers, I went into shock,
you left me no choice but to turn back the clock.
I walk this new path while finding myself,
forgetting our past is best for my health.
As I move along, a decade removed,
my body more fit now to go with my mood.
I realize by now we could have had more,
alone I will see what life has in store.
I so miss the comfort of you every night,
kindness from others, brings love at first sight.
Each new encounter, just gives me a shove,
reminding myself not to fall back in love.
When, where and who will be the right one?
I’ve so much to give, just let it be done.
I may never take them, to become my wife,
but I need embraces to sustain my life.
Addiction exists with drugs and affection,
I’m itching for love at each intersection.
How long must I wait to rip out the sutures?
Pleasure Delayer, indefinite future.

Fall from the clouds
Never looking back
Fall into the sea below
Never coming back

An eternity shall pass
But the shadows of your being
Will endure forever
Thoughts do trespass
The unliving, believing
Delaying the delayer

A fall of freedom
Shattering the bonds
Here comes queendom
And betraying chords
Of lovers and justices
For words are never the same
For another unbeliever

Falling down
Memories will catch your heartbeat
Rend your soul
Into a thousand brilliant suns
Beyond control

An eternity shall pass
But the fragrance enduring
Will linger forever
Thoughts do trespass
The unliving, believing
Delaying the delayer

They bring with them the baggage of men
the lost children attempting pathetically
to recreate the aura of time long gone.

If you discount the roughness of skin
travel past the thick hedge of beard
penetrate the silt on the eroded eyes
you can delayer the hardened coats
and get to see  faces barely recognizable.

Some were once too close to be missed
their names and all
but most you could hardly recall
and it agonizes your thought
were they in the same class or not.

You smile till your jaws ache
fetching stories from the blue
dazzlingly colored and half true
for they are all in the mood
to joyfully succumb to falsehood.

You could tell from the body language
who's  in the backburner
and who on the front page.

Forty years break and make men
but they feign happiness
to be united again.

Naysayer,
Game player,
Delayer,
Betrayer,
Best beware,
Without a prayer...

It is always around midnight when
I sit and contemplate my days
And what better way to say it
Than a poem by Robert Graves:

About midnight my heart began
         To trip again and knock.
The tattered ghost of a tall man
Looked fierce at me as in he ran,
          But fiercer at the clock.

It was, he swore, a long, long while
          Until he'd had the luck
To die and make his domicile
On some ungeographic isle
          Where no hour ever struck.

'But now, you worst of clocks', said he
           'Delayer of all love,
In vengeance I've recrossed the sea
To **** at your machinery
            And give your hands a shove.'

So impotently he groped and peered
           That his whole body shook!
I could not laugh at him; I feared
This was no ghost but my own weird,
           And closer dared not look.

©️ Eniyans Poetry ✨️
The One, True King.

He's the commander of all that exists
The Almighty, the Ever-living,
The Sustainer, the Last, the manifest, the hidden.
No slumber overtakes Him, nor sleep–
Chaos will flood the land.

To Him belongs all dominion and praise.
So glorify His name–
In the stillness of the night,
At the break of dawn.
In moments of joy and trials overcome.

He created all there is–
Man himself,  and all that makes him a man.
The waters— oceans, seas, lakes, rivers and raindrops.
The unseen, yet felt.

Before time was carved from the void,
Before the pen was created –
He was —
No "was" before Him, no "will be" after.
The uncreated, the witness, the unmatched, the Everlasting.

Mountains crumble at His "Be"
Oceans kneel where His winds decree.
Thunder strikes where His lightning shines.
Yet He leans near when the broken plead,
Dries their tears when their hearts speak.  

So roar it till the cosmos shakes —
There's no God but He.
Let the heavens quake,
Let the earth submit.
Let all that there is bear witness: This is it!

He's the truth no falsehood can eclipse,
The name that cracks the idol's lips.
The breath that keeps you and me going.
The name that sends shivers down the spines of our enemies.
The touch we need in our lives to forever accelerate.

The Giver of life, the Creator of death,
The Light, the Guide, the Propitious,
The Just, the Judge, the Maintainer.
The Truth, the Trustee, the Exalted.
The Delayer, the First, the Last.

Who's worthy of worship if not Him?
Who's worthy of praise if not Him?
For when creation turns to dust,
Only His face remains.
So bow in awe, repent, and proclaim His greatness.

Let the angels be free
Let the skies surrender
Let the earth cry
Let the waves rise high.