Purpose: Whisperer of Night

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by Keya Jay

Thank you for reading PURPOSE; I hope you enjoyed reading it just as much as I enjoyed writing it.

  Poems from this author is their personal work if you want to use any of them please ask the author first, if you are caught using any of these poems without the authors permission that is considered stealing and precautions will have to be followed. Below is a list of the Author’s poems from their personal collection. If you want to request that this Author write you a poem especially for you or your novel then email the author here at [email protected] and send her a special request at no cost to you.

  Author’s Poems:

  Indifference

  If I knew now what I suspected then, I'd like to think I would've done things differently.

  If I knew then what I know now then I would have known there's no difference between indifferently

  You're everything I never knew I wanted

  I closed my mouth, opened my mind, and let my heart speak for a chance.

  I've come to regret everything I ever wanted in exchange for everything I had.

  Our love isn't a fact but we have faith in it. Our love isn't as true as we believe it is but there's truth to it.

  When I let my mind run it goes to you instead of keep runnin,

  But that's because you're everything I never knew I wanted.

  Deceit

  You've concealed the meaning of truth;

  Misinterpreting the meaning of you,

  Refuses the sky's not blue,

  Rebooting the outlook on youth.

  You've refused the chance to review,

  The world in a different room,

  The chance to come to,

  The door of your break through.

  You've managed to turn old into new.

  To deceive the ones closest to you and now you've refused to subdue;

  To defeat and vanquish all that is true.

  In the name of...?

  Whatever it is you do.

  Rebirth

  You tried to overcome the whip, thrash, switch of all the bestowed lashes.

  You died inside yet I was what you needed in order for you to rise above your ashes.

  I gave you hope to take with you, nothing remains as it once was,

  Where once you were no more below as you were once above.

  Where before there was dark, I introduced you to light,

  Where once you were grounded I introduced you to flight.

  Where before there was fortune I introduced you to fame,

  Once you had pride but now there's just shame.

  I've brought you back from the colorless world of despair

  I introduced you to life, your rebirth I've repaired.

  How will you thank me for all that I have done?

  You can give me no more than I've already won.

  This isn't goodbye

  Love taught me to die with dignity;

  Though there's no flesh my spirit remains in the vicinity.

  The first night I held you in my arms I knew I was in love,

  Just like a diamond I couldn't help but stand in awe of.

  But you grew to steer clear of all feeling,

  You're not at fault this was your way of healing.

  You've been through so much and yet you're still dealing

  But you've never been one for surrender or yielding.

  My world you've purified,

  Know that I've always stood by,

  Though you ask why,

  I know I could lie.

  Though I stood high,

  I always knew you could fly.

  You're my joy and my pride,

  I may not be there by your side,

  But this will never be good bye.

  The Whisperer of Night

  The wind wandered aimlessly,

  Caressing my mind blatantly.

  It whispered right before my eyes,

  Revealing to me the storms of Life.

  I hear sorrow laughing in your ear,

  I can't visualize you but I know you're there.

  The whisperer of Night calls to my fear,

  It whispers against my skin and travels through air.

  It carried me through wind, riding the waves of life,

  Blowing in the separate threads that take no man a flight.

  The Whisperer flickers through the dance of light,

  Calling to me: The whisperer of night.

  The Monster

  With-in me live the two sides of one coin.

  The angle I led other’s to believe I am, and the monster I decoyed.

  Never too noticeable in stone the hold it has on my soul;

  Burns and Chars the surface, the monster with in claws and sears my bones,

  Not even to leave me with the odds and ends of control.

  A thick mind drought brought a respite from the optimism of my thoughts.

  The Monster’s hold withers and slithers with-in the deep recesses of this body of mine that rots.

  It controls the actions of my body making them some-how tamer

  And occupies my most inner thoughts, turning them into thoughts of a stranger.

  My very own thoughts, words, and actions I’m having to wrestle;

  Beyond the bounds of ordinary repercussions of the war going on in my own vessel.

  Never once feeling repent toward my lack of control played out by The Monster’s hand, it

  Feels as though the restraints on my mind prevent me from being candid.

  Just when I think I’m free to do, over me the monster towers,

  The monster being free verses the decay of my own will power.

  What will it be?

  I was the one you abandoned

  I was the one you took for granted,

  The one you couldn’t stand. It

  Hurt—to be disowned, to be let go of,

  To know that there is no love—left for me

  You desired better and I wasn’t it.

  As I sat and watched you leave you didn’t give a shit

  But who was I to stop you; to prevent you from moving on to new—and better things?

  Things that no longer involved me.

  I was no one but now to your very own freedom I hold the key.

  So what will it be?

  The secret you never wanted any parts of?

  Or the life you favored over me and everyone else above?

  What will you choose?

  For the first time I’m leaving the choice up to you,

  So choose wisely.

  Now, what will it be?

  Unanswered

  You played with fire, so why didn’t you burn?

  You were always the controller, so whens my turn?

  You’ve made so many mistakes so when will you learn?

  Karma seems to be your repellant because you deserve nothing you’ve earned.

  PURPSE

  Purpose, the reason for which you exist the reason for your creation;

  The reason for which you consist of elation and jubilation.

  I motivated the next breath you've taken,

  The steps you've lost but the choices you've maken.

  Purpose for the ones without one.

  Purpose for the ones who've outdone,

  Who’ve gone beyond range and limits,

  Who've set goals and vanquish ambitions.

  Purpose for those who deserve it,

  Purpose for those who've earned it.

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