ESCAPE

funny i know it may seem and to think so is well
but i wish to sleep closing myself to all travail
i know my work is not done and her i will get only with its end
yet now to my will i do not seem to bend
i only wish to close my eyes and wish all troubles away
and calmly slide in gentle sleep and slide in its sway
to snugly fit against soft where they make a pretty cleft
and thus ensconed allow sleep to use its talent deft

for only with the portals closed is she truly mine
in my arms i get her only away from the bright sunshine
i have her yet i have her not as fate plays its own toss with me
is it too much to ask of it to let me in her arms be
till it does i have my sleep bereft of any rest or wish to ask
for only there does my soul in its true sun of her eyes glorious bask

Life

what is life sans soul bereft of pleasure or pain
akin to a pot with neither worth nor use
helpless and mewling in the maelstorm in vain
what is life with neither purpose nor honourable ruse

flailing in past hurtling to future dark
is that reality a path to the skeleton stark
the ever present omen the fear of death
it is so scary yet has seductive stealth

a fear of death is right so instinct says
yet how it is the fear with temptation does mate
is that right? a part of human ways
where the death scares yet brings all expectations met

what is it that i do want
my life or the death i shunt