The Boy

Every now and then,
I can't help but recall a certain memory,
A so to say distant memory from a time which I can't seem to ever remember when.
This foggy memory comes with the blurred face of a little child wearing a beautiful coat of multi colours,
Trapped in a cold tower and surrounded by old broken toys.
Deep down somewhere something tells me that I know him, but I can't remember his name yet when his sharp gaze meets mine,
It cuts through my entire being and In the blink of an eye, I relive the past two decades of my life and then I remember that;
I'm that little boy who used to live across the street of reality and who once dared to dream of flying into his own version of tomorrow.

©Dlyght✨

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Mastery they say is hard to obtain and perfection they say is an illusion in another reality.

But whenever I set my eyes on your pretty face,
I see a kind of perfect beauty that has gain mastery over the heart of its beholder.

Daniel Israel
©Dlyght

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In a tall tower of dark darkness
I've been locked and trapped in.

In the abundance of a slient silence
I've ponder, wonder and wander about.

In the shadows of passionate loneliness
I've long for the sweetness of your light.

Again, again and again.

Daniel Israel
©InflamedArt🔥

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In a tall tower of dark darkness
I've been locked and trapped in.

In the abundance of a slient silence
I've ponder, wonder, and wander about.

In the shadows of passionate loneliness
I've long for the sweetness of your light.

Again, again and again.

Daniel Israel
©InflamedArt🔥

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In a tall tower of dark darkness
I've been locked and trapped in.

In the abundance of a slient silence
I've ponder, wonder, and wander about.

In the shadows of passionate loneliness
I've long for the sweetness of your light.

Again, again and again.

Daniel Israel
©InflamedArt🔥

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P A W Ns

If our lives were played out
On a massive chessboard,
I'll most likely chose to be a PAWN.

Yes i know a pawn
Can't rewrite the stars
For the world to become his or hers,
I know what it is to be a pawn;
To be the least powerful piece,
To become the easy going sacrificial lamb.

But I'll still choose to be a Pawn,
Cause a P A W N moves Forward only
To keep going F O R W A R D. . .

Daniel Israel
©InflamedArt🔥

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P A W Ns

On a chessboard,
Each pawn is allowed to
Decide their starting pace.

Many pawns would die and
Many more would be scarified
On the black and white battlefield.

But each and every pawn holds
A greater potential,
To become much more and more,
Than just a P A W N...

Daniel Israel
©InflamedArt🔥

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What if hearts are meant to be broken?
Since they don't have bones that'll break apart,
Surely won't they just get back up and beat again,
What then happens when the heart breaks?
What then breaks within us?
That causes a pain that has no name or remedy...

Daniel Israel
©InflamedArt🔥

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If pain had a name,
I'll call out to her,
If pain had a body,
I'll hold her cold hands,
If pain could listen,
I'll pull her by the ear,
And ask her just one thing,
If she has ever had a heart.

Daniel Israel
© InflamedArt🔥

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I'm beginning to ask myself,
If death is truly a bad man in black,
For I've come to realize that;

Life gives life to pain and all the horrors of life.
While death just serves as an humble passage to the end of all the pains of life.

Daniel Israel
©InflamedArt🔥

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