Darkly Dreaming Demographic.

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irish poetry

At my elbow

Slipping into nothingness,

I think about you often,

Must be some kind of-sickness,

Pain never seems to soften,

It lingers still, hauntingly,

Looming over so faintly,

Coating all things dauntingly,

And even more so lately.

Seems like a dream diluting,

My sanity still gripping,

All common sense refuting,

I feel myself still slipping.

Impossible year

Beside me find completion,

An end to lifelong struggle,

Please love grant me admission,

Into your heart I stumble.

Sometimes I act foolishly,

Your smile is all I’m craving,

Say the wrong thing stupidly,

Your side would be my haven.

To me you are marvelous,

In me love, you can confide,

Only love and earnestness,

By mine, lay your head beside.


Fairwell mundane agony,

Love you’ve chased my cares away,

My heart cold and atrophy,

Will beat just for you someday.

Your beauty is astounding,

It seems almost quite surreal,

A heart with love abounding,

Could be my single ideal.

Perhaps it’s mere trickery,

Your eyes, I’m under your-spell,

Your lips perhaps witchery,

I could never say “fairwell”.

Study of a couple

Studied your face frequently,

Can’t place what makes it perfect,

Why my heart beats ceaselessly,

When our eyes meet and connect.

Pray for us to rendezvous,

To hold you for a moment,

On some moonlit avenue,

Allow our hearts to open.

Was it just a fantasy?

In passing I felt lucky,

Without you just apathy,

Heart ache picked apart, studied.

Imagine loona

Loona I must imagine,

Because I’m so far away,

I could never abandon-

Your heart, mine is here to-stay.

Perhaps I’m just nobody,

A vagrant and an exile,

One of many devotees,

Your beauty has so bequiled.

I dream of you endlessly,

One day I’d be your suitor,

And kiss your hand presently,

For now, imagine Loona.

Darker is my day

Darker my days without-you,

As if there’s never dawning,

At night I think about-you,

It’s the same every morning.

You are my one morning-star,

A light by which I’m guided,

A kiss like rich caviar,

The truth, or am I blinded?

My whole world you’ve set-alight,

Before it was much starker,

Perhaps I’ll see you-tonight,

When it’s a little darker.

The end of the song

Ended my long suffering,

You took away my sorrow,

But too soon for blustering,

Your lips I’ve yet to borrow.

At a loss, I’m overcome,

Is it real or just dreaming?

Can’t feel this for anyone,

I know there’s deeper meaning.

Your face leaves me stupified,

Speechless, I think you’re splendid,

You’ve left my world beautified,

Wait til the song has ended.


Adieu my love, fair-thee-well,

Who knows when we’ll meet again,

A glimpse of you, my-heart-swells,

Your laugh to me, sweet champagne.

We’ve never met, nonetheless,

I am completely consumed,

I wish you no unkindness,

Only that your heart abloom.

Captured, I am enchanted,

I just pray you feel it-too,

Do as our hearts commanded,

Never again say “Adieu”.

Under the oak tree

Under we fall together,

In my arms love, you belong,

Your hand in mine forever,

Under the oak hark birdsong.

We fall in love easily,

It comes as second nature,

Only for us dreamily,

My lover, sweetest stranger.

I’ll embrace you carelessly,

For your lips love, I hunger,

Your eyes pierce me gorgeously,

Waves of love drag us under.

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