By the Darkness (A Poem)

In the depths of our darkest hour, stands a peculiar and darkly creature.

It hides where no light will ever cast its radiance.

No matter where you go, you’ll find at every corner there’s a sharpened edge.

At the final stop of your lost humanity, you’ll find something strangely familiar in the shuffle of life’s never-ending movement.

You’ll awaken in a sweat, wondering what happened to that childish promise you made to yourself all those years ago.

And in the end, you’ll realize what mattered the most to you was actually just a sense of belonging.

A sense that you mattered.

A sense that you have a purpose and a reason to be alive.

But truth be told – you still have your wits and your intuition alongside you.

Don’t be blinded by such useless vanities. You’re more important than just a mere feeling.

You’re more than just the label you give yourself.

And it’s by the darkness, you find rawest parts of your life’s truth. You begin to unravel long-neglected secrets. Some of those secrets are best left behind. Yet other secrets are better left close to your heart and mind.

Don’t falter, wayward soul. Find your meaning deep within the confinements of your being. Keep it a secret; but never forget.

Forever in Your Debt,

R.S. Noel

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Distant Intimacy (A Poem)

Our eternal bond crosses over from this reality, into the realm of endless possibilities.

Songs of purity ring out faintly through the dark abyss of forgotten and meaningless time.

In your smile, I see life.

In your eyes, I see change.

In the way life’s colorful winds enraptures us into a whirlwind of hope and intimacy, I begin to understand your soul as you begin to understand mine.

We lock eyes; forever hovering between that moment of contact and that moment of forever longing.

Awoken.

Yet now, in the light of day as I lay here awakened from the dreamy land, I find myself rediscovering what the purpose of life truly is about. Upon a land of tattered dreams and broken truths, I find peace in knowing there will always be love in the world.

In the dark of night; once found, I now find myself venturing through the spiraling corridors of truth. Within a kaleidoscope of endless torture, turmoil, and travesty – I now find comforting solace in my loneliness.

Your words were the only heavenly guide for my wayward heart. But as we’ve grown apart, I know our paths have diverged unto two separate and distant journeys.

I ponder only for a brief moment; ponder on what could have been. But I soon realize that I’ve become my own person as you have as well. You always knew that I’d wake up from my false reality to see the light of humanity’s truth.

We are beings meant to live freely when young. We are meant to explore both the physical world and the world within ourselves. We are meant to hold onto a deep-rooted intimacy with softened grasp; for nothing is ours to claim. We are merely guests to a world gracious enough to house us.

You were my everything, you were the joy to my life and the beating to my heart. But I’ve come to accept that there are so many ways one soul can love another. Even if it means from afar forevermore.

Forever in Your Debt,

R.S. Noel

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