Author Archives: AlbertZayat

Molten

Molten
soft
crisp
sharp as ten thousand
daggers edge
Quick
streak
lasting to
an ebony nights glow
Rich
poor
penniless
as a miser’s haul
Such is the life
of trials tribulations pace
when Disraeli gears
light your peace

Shoulda

Shoulda been
shoulda been me
Shoulda been me deep under the magnolia tree
Deep under, resting soul
sleeping still
until the glow
of life new
again
Take my soul
make amends
make it mend
till new again
Shoulda
shoulda been me
Shoulda been me under
a shedding magnolia tree

So where am I?

So where am I?
A champion measured to the sky
And you too
Mired in time, of forgotten souls fool

And when we danced
Or parted ways
Did I misspeak?
Did I say, nay?

Or were my fervent words
Lost among the chorus of birds
That sang and sang
What will be done, what will be done, dame?

No my friend
Let’s both look
To an evening’s sun
When it’s time I feel
To say all I could do is won
Yet only I know
Twas not then, before an evening’s sun

Only rich landscapes of precious time’s words
Where love and respect merged into one’s life’s curves side
And time, and space, and holy grace
May I be with the few souls?
Who have passed through this space?
And all walls of time, reckless and divine. Are surely yours and mostly mine!
And what is the time
For me to rest my mind, and let light from above thread it’s way
Through a simple one’s head

And what is the time
For me to die
As I lay in fields not of clay
But of clover and fragrance
Of soft and gentle places
I only ask
That you or they
Remember this day
And regard me as such
With that of heavens
Gentle touch

Tender

Tender,  tender as foot prints
Seaming new snow
Rough as a marines worst day
Calm, calm as wind trying to escape
A last breath,
a sigh for forgiveness
Tender as gentle foot prints
Seaming new snow in memories, rest
Rough as a seas violent rage
Calm, as one saying goodbye,
While still wanting
To please

I’ll leave

I’ll leave you,
wanting a new one to follow
I’ll leave you wishing,
we never met
So when you shed
tears from your breast
You’ll free me from
The land of best

The land of best
I knew so young
And in it I grew
higher than the sun
So now I’ll leave you
wanting a new one to follow

And I will climb
a blue gray sky
into heavens hollow white cave
where we all dance
All times of day

Oh,,,

Oh, oh, oh Shepard save her soul
Oh oh ohhhh shepherd come and
rest my bones
Oh oh oh, do you want to take us both?
She, the mother of my earth

She the breath of shepherds walk
Come one, co m e all
Sing along with reckless abandons
Fall

Oh oh shepherd save her soul
I’m alone left to die
On a highway known
As black and brown
Tall and thin

Take my breath
To hells
Begin…

Not a minute

 

Not a minute
Not a second
Not a penny’s worth, or a leaf fallen from a tree
would I
Would I what?
Would I change a thing
Would I live another’s dream
Live rough and tough through another’s desperate time
One that couldn’t be greater than mine

Not a minute
Not a second
Not a penny’s worth or fallen leaf from trembling tree
Would I give
To change a thing about my time—when

Let the Rock, of Roll
Chase my aged old soul
Into life’s next place, for nature to hold
Let the breeze of time, caress my skin till it’s moist with
Another’s time

And let me knock on Heavens door all alone
Let me knock, on heaven’s door…all alone

If I could

If I could I’d live on the sea
Dream of nights filled of warm breeze
Float above rivers of pain
Till I found life
New again
And my toes touched
green grasslands
And my toes touched
green grasslands

Serpents Eyes

 

Serpents eyes
Climbed above hats heights
And there she was
Bright and shiny
Full of love

And here I am,
An empty man
With pockets full
And empty heart

Our eyes finally crossed
I needed what she hid
amongst her trials of the dead

And lost among the souls flung far
Into puts of despair
With hands that claw,
At no place to have
And fall I did
Into the pit of dreaded, love

Lost, alone
A king without a throne
A prince of no place
Now a pawn with the kings, keys

And so I ran
Into a lonely land
of songs and sirens culled from better hands

And into I did
Fall into the pit

A pit with no pendulum
with a heart slashed,
To kingdom come