The Beauty That Never Fades

Hers is a beauty that can never fade

Because hers is a beauty of the heart

And benevolence always outlives

The shadowed day, and sunlit dawn.

It is not through a voice that words

Are spoken, it is through silence,

And speechless paradigms

That true kindness radiates…

And gleams, and shines, and beckons…

Flickers, gleams and calls

To the brightest star I’ve ever seen.

And if that light was taken from above,

Heaven would be the darkest dusk.

     DannYetman

www.yetmanpoetry.blogspot.com

Just Let It Go

I thought it was all I ever wanted,

The feeling was unforgettable but now it’s gone,

You used to be the only one, not now—

We have both come so far.

I used to dream of looking in your eyes,

Find the perfect moment and bring it home,

But I traded dreams for reality—

Hope traded in for a piece of sanity.

I’m still haunted by my past

And now I’m wondering if she’ll last.

Just let it go.

Come with me, we’ll leave it all,

Hold my hand and whisper in my ear

Help me see what I really need.

Stand right here next to me,

Smile and let’s run away—

Show me who I want to be.

By night I forget what I’ve been told

I walk where wrong starts to feel like right,

I search for salvation but find none here.

She lingers around each corner I turn,

No matter where I go she’s here next to me—

It’s unforgettable, how far we’ve come,

I once thought that you were the one,

But I’ll walk the streets forever alone

With the peace I’ve made in my endeavors.

By night I try to tell myself to

Just let it go

Come with me, we’ll leave it all,

Hold my hand and whisper in my ear

Help me see what I really need.

Stand right here next to me,

Smile and let’s run away—

Show me who I want to be.

The world around us never sleeps,

I didn’t think I would ever be enough.

My thoughts drift so far away,

I never thought I would be standing here

Completely sure what I really want.

Freedom eats away at me, I see it—

True peace lingers in her eyes

And I’m ready to try to fight for it—

I’m ready to die if I must—

I’m ready to remind myself to

Just let it go.

Just let it go.

Come with me, we’ll leave it all,

Hold my hand and whisper in my ear

Help me see what I really need.

Stand right here next to me,

Smile and let’s run away—

Show me who I want to be.

Just let it go.

Show me who I want to be.

Just let it go.

Just let it go.

DannYetman

www.yetmanpoetry.blogspot.com

Without

The stars tell a story I wish I wrote,

They show me your face, give me hope.

Stars light the path from which I came

And remind me of where you are bound.

Dreams and reality now seem to meet,

My body is shaking with our eyes locked.

I struggle with inhibition, an inner war—

Trying to resist reaching for your hand.

I have trouble breathing when you’re near

And I’m sure you can see fear in my face.

I suppress the urge to tell you how I think,

My mind turns blank as you disappear—

The streets are empty without you,

I’m not sure what to feel without you.

      DannYetman

www.yetmanpoetry.blogspot.com

Walk Away

When I try to speak to her my words run dry,

She ties my tongue and snaps it like a rubber band.

Her face lingers deeply within my mind’s eye—

Her voice lingers in my ears even as she walks away.

She could hold my heart in her hand

And squeeze to her desire.

She fills me with delusion 

Even as she leaves here.

Her eyes sparkle as she smiles,

Drawing her hands astray.

And before the night is done

She will be gone again.

She’s the face that carries away life’s regret

The echoing voice in the catacombs of my mind.

Life is short: although she might not know it yet,

Her voice lingers in my ears even after she walks away.

      DannYetman

www.yetmanpoetry.blogspot.com

Beautiful Girl

Some part of her wants to fall in love—

Live the fairy tale she grew up believing

But long ago faded from her mind.

She stares at stars on stormy nights,

Dreaming about the one moment

She has been imagining all her life.

From her terrace built with lattice,

She grows red roses in the garden

And cuts the thorns promptly so.

The cause of her reflection weighs

On a mind delicate and fragile—

The only mind she has ever known.

Behind her eyes true temptation lies,

Slowly she lets seamless desire rest—

I am silent as she leaves dreams behind.

       DannYetman

www.yetmanpoetry.blogspot.com