Eternal Elucidations
Compassion, in the guise of true justice:
What is meant to be, what is righteous! ?
Where is it that I am meant to be, more import, ne'er seen?
Emplaced now here- a place not fit for me, awaiting
Truth, as it only shall set me free, in all ways and senses,
Truer sight shall meet us-as though truth's own lenses!
My day shall come-my new cometh, my awakening finally near;
Your day too, accept and learn from it, there is no need to fear!
Meant was I, not to be here, in more ways than literal-
Meant too, to be with you, all my life, littoral!
Freedom-such an effusion of emotion, still yet, I've earned;
My heart aches for thee, from this day to those first yearned!
Sorrow is not enough to ease my tumult, my pain;
Regret is made bittersweet as you surely shall see gain!
Leave not me alone, to face here your demon-
Be brave my love, face it we shall, together, as a team, and
Behind us we shall leave it, from now and e'er gone!
Healing for we, our family, comes from closing hates door;
Motivation given from truth-not less, nothing more-
Always, ever here, in my heart, tells of its import!
Take what be needed from our past, together;
Build now from here on, each our own forever!
Allow truth's emergence, there at our genesis,
Ever nearer shall I then be, to enable forgiveness!
Listen now, to reason, to all those around-
Not to demon's voices, espousing not what abounds!
Begone all nightmares, live not again in any fashion,
So I may walk away from regret, allowing compassion!
Maurice Harris,1 December 2007
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A Love, Meant For All Ages
What now of your story, is it now more true?
Methinks it to be inactual, in opposition to you!
Where could it go so very, very swiftly-
How could it take leave from thee, so very quickly?
Now you are there, all alone, without us-
Now is the time to return all, to the way it was!
Without such, none shall e'er know, surely
What was to be, not too, what's meant still, tis too early!
Wheresoever, it shall be known, by some, by all-
Hear they shall our love's duteous, distinct call!
Wither away fear; love, come thee, hither-
Stay from us dread, away-go thee away, thither!
A love, meant for us, for all the ages-
Meant to endure itself, in all its prescient stages!
Maurice Harris,9 December 2007
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Always Within Me...
What shall happen next...up to you entirely!
What shall be our first step...up to you...in dire need!
Whatsoever it shall be or whatsoever you may choose,
Remember what we meant at one time...do not lose!
Think of you always...ne'er a moment passes without;
My family on my heart, 'always', I shout!
Flutter and sputter does my meager heart;
Has it done such, since our latest journey did start! ?
Travel and leisure, all we do, all our travails too,
Nothing much matters though, sans all of you!
Truth will redeem me, set me free it shall!
Loving you more with each passing of days, my vow!
Always within me, always within you;
Nearer still to redemption, nearer still, truth!
Maurice Harris,9 December 2007
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I Love You, Yet Not
What will need be, in for your mind
To leave all you allege, finally behind?
You know better than to paint a picture, so fantastic-
Alas, you know deceit supplanting truth is tragic!
Why then, where truth is needed the most
Would you subvert the actual, in chase of a ghost?
Where be the lady to whom my heart doth belong-
What thee allowed, not what's meant by head-strong!
I love you, yet not do I want mine hand be forced-
My demands are stern, not as others, coerced!
Maurice Harris,18 June 2008
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Whatever Will Be Will Be
Got a letter just the other day
So much was left unsaid
When you went away
How my heart grew so cold
From the misery of dreams ago
An open envelope
The last time that we spoke
You said that you would always be my man
And now this letters here
What will you say my dear
To bring me to emotions once again
The truth of it you say
Theres never been day
That youre not sorry you apologize
But life teaches new things
Beyond the pain it brings
You to a place where you are truly wise
Que sera sera
What will be will be
Im happy for you and me
That we can finally see what was meant
Que sera sera
What will be will be
Im happy for you and me
That we can finally see what was meant
I know weve made mistakes
Cause love is give and take
I mean to say it wasnt all your fault
I too had some regrets
Such pain Ive felted yet
Its better to have love than not at all
The memories we had of all the good and bad
Has helped me be the woman that I am
So dont apologize
Ive come to realize
Just what is meant by all in love is fair
Que sera sera
What will be will be
Im happy for you and me
That we can finally see what was meant
Que sera sera
What will be will be
Im happy for you and me
That we can finally see what was meant
Sometimes its just not meant to be
But the love that we share goes on and on
Spiritually therell be no more crying
No and therell be no more lying no no no no no
And the truth that we gained will offset the pain
And now we finally see
Que sera sera
What will be will be
Im happy for you and me
That we can finally see what was meant
Que sera sera
What will be will be
Im happy for you and me
That we can finally see what was meant
Hmm hmm hey ooh yeah oh
Ooh
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Purely Metaphysical-Letters to a Consciousness Waiting in Waste Letter X
Suffering made a brief visit in my life early this morning.
Instead of finding you last night I was found by another. She would not compete.
However mistakes had to be made in order for me to grow to the next realisation of truth.
Truth that I love you and no other.
Truth that you live and grow in my heart.
Truth that you are always in my thoughts.
Truth that I must tell you how I feel.
More and more, I grow courageous enough to express my compassion for you.
Truth is to live my life with you, freely and forever.
I will never hurt truth.
I will live and love truth.
I will know, understand and believe truth.
I will do everything I can to let you know truth.
I will not fear truth.
If you reject me, I will still love.
If you accept me, we will become love.
The truth of love
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Your Mind Pushes Me Away, Your Heart Aches
Your mind pushes me away, your heart aches;
I assure you of our truth, whilst my heart breaks;
You are so afeared, that your fear became your reality-
Yet, there is but one way to rid yourself of this duality-
One day at a time, step closer in OUR direction,
Where I shall be already, to offer the protection
Of my love, strength and other-wordly faith,
In the love that we fashioned, through the miles, from a wraith;
Beloved, though we speak not, I call out to you,
And tell you that is ok to be brave-I am not saying what to do,
But merely I proffer salient advice knowing the truth of YOUR dreams-
I do this not for my own gain, nor for anything but what seems
Now to be surreal, where I know the opposite is true;
Love is truth, truth is love; fear is deceit, and deceit led you
To temporarily push away what you have dreamt for all your life,
Fear is your enemy, not I-fear caused this chasm, this strife!
I did not push you too fast, yet for same
I now am accused, and falsely take blame;
You did not use me to get over anyone,
Nor did you deceive just me, yet bludgeon
Only me, with anger over fear-I am NOT the enemy
I am the love that you have held guard over-it is in me
And not else lives there-not animus, nor do I possess baggage
From my past-holding on to the past has caused enough damage;
I would lovingly advise that you do the same, both as it relates to you and to me,
And finally accept the love that we two share, to be
The only 'reality' that you keep in your heart and mind-
Leave the past just where it belongs-behind
Us, both in time and as lessons learned-
It is what you deserve, and I know I have earned;
Become what you have always wanted to become,
At your own pace, but do not allow irration to be so cumbersome
As to alter what you know as real,
The truth of your heart, what you you truly feel!
poem by Maurice Harris
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Not A Friend In The World
Not a friend in the world- everyone is gone,
All I have is all I need- the truth in my heart!
Friends' disappearance for purpose- soon to return at my term's dawn-
Back shall they be led to where I've been from the start!
Promises they have made, are they keeping true?
Life must I get as earned, a beginning anew!
Truly, deeply I love thee, no regret of past,
When love takes hold of you- surely it lasts!
Reality reigns victorious over all surreal,
Reality is all your heart is able to feel!
Many times and in many ways I have thought
Of ways the best recourse- all negative, I've fought!
In need of my best friends swift return,
Back to the life of wonder we did earn!
Maurice Harris,5 April 2008
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Truism Sonnet
Truisms become truth, as justice become adjudication;
Knowledge becomes reality, and reality, life's education!
My heart has stopped beating since 2007, that Veteran's Day;
Ached has it since, more than I could ever say!
Our life together, so amazing, so true;
Our family, together, so beauteous and new;
Though, KMKG is what we may be proclaimed:
Kristina, Maurice, Kalina and Gabriella, who we are, in name!
What is past is prologue, or so it may be said;
What is past affects us, until are days are dead;
What is past never ceases, nor leaves us alone;
What is past ne'er halts, until we have truly grown!
Whensover my love, you allow past to leave us-
Then only my beloved, will you truly see us!
Maurice Harris,8 December 2007
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Her Secret!
Long too forgotten, or so too should have been;
Not so though-mistrust abounded, now I am imprisoned!
Ne'er a thought, entered, nor an action, taken
Supportive of your fear, though still, me, you have forsaken!
Love never passes, for this is our test of time;
Sorrow and consequence are not just mine!
Stories were told, yet truth did emerge-
Banish did we, this horrific scourge!
Cursed by my Father,
Punishment for me, from many, other!
Needed we did each other, more then, than ever,
A love made immemorial; healing, not severed!
Wherever we are taken, from this place to another,
Always and ever am I her Father, and you, her Mother!
Reacted you did, to what you felt, wrong as it may be-
Truth emerged and set us apart, learned surely did we!
Hopeful I am in Justice, to put the past to rest;
At times, there are moments, we shall never forget, lest!
Learned are we now, of all consideration-
Wanton are we now for glimpses of our former infatuation!
Lonesome heart, wanton of vengeance or truth's gleam?
Please understand, my love, not always are things as they may seem!
Dying inside never needing not more
Than your hand in mutual understanding
Ever is this, ever is my heart, more demanding;
Ever encompassing, my heart, with those I do adore!
Maurice Harris,30 November 2007
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Love Is Truth
Love is truth, love is whole, if you love me, I give you my soul.
If it isn't meant to be, don't hesitate, you must live free, leave it to fate.
If you're seeking love, don't look straight, look beyond and above, you will find someone great.
I'm unable to understand, why I am so content, and at the same time, completely tormented.
When you are not near me, or in my arms, I start to feel pain, and become alarmed.
Are you alright, are you in pain, all I can think about, is keeping you from harms way.
There is so much left to learn, but so little left to do, You have fixed my heart, but all along you knew.
That I was in pain, I have to choose, as I have everything to gain, and nothing to lose.
You were all I ever wished, when I was thinking about you. I meant every word, when I said that love is true.
It's just not the same, without you in my arms, I keep repeating your name, and think of how you have been harmed.
If I could erase my past, and begin anew, there would nothing I would change, as I just wanted to be with you.
This can't be it, when you say that you love me, and I felt hurt, because I couldn't see.
That you did love me, you meant it all, You were everything to me, and now I can hear your call.
My heart is mending slowly, all thanks to you, I cannot thank you enough, for your love through and through.
I love the way you laugh, and your beautiful eyes, I love the way you smile, as calming as the skies.
I care about you so, and new beginnings start here, I can't thank you enough, you have me now dear.
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In Him, There Is Justice
Constant is the struggle, betwixt truth and deceit-
Whyest then do most tend toward belief
Of largest of lies, until same crumble before their eyes?
Why is that the world, for a time, believed your lies?
More to the point, what were your reasons for such?
Again, why would you stray from 'yourself' so much?
Is not our family's import above all else?
Why then would you leave Father, gravely wronged, by himself?
What was so important at the time and since?
Why also, would those better in the know, respect your nonsense?
How many mistakes, lies and omissions need be there-
For Justice to emerge out of the seeming thin air?
Says The Good Book: 'in Him, there is Justice'-
That said, soon shall we see, the edge of this precipice!
Maurice Harris,23 December 2007
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God, Himself, Opines To You...
God, Himself, opines to you, as I pen this;
Your truth, for all inherent, to emerge within this!
Willest thou allow this miscarriage of justice?
Or, rather, willest thou correct, as you must, this?
Your duty, what you were supposed to do, find truth!
Your duty, too, to allow healing of your decision, uncouth!
Not though did you, at the cost of my freedom, my life;
Naught was done, by me, to cause upon you, this strife!
A Father is taken from his Daughters, not is this fair;
A best friend's want to to help heal you, I hope you are now there!
'The love of your life' made to pay for others' crimes;
Nothing can be done though, to silence truth in my rhymes!
Remember you must, how you really 'feel',
That is the only way that you will really heal!
Maurice Harris,16 December 2007
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All The Demons And Ghosts
You have stolen my 'todays', yet you shan't steal my tomorrow-
Thought upon your deceitful ruse surely hastens sorrow!
Nary shall there be, for you, a proper penance,
Somehow though, you must come to truth's acceptance!
The only way to take leave of your deceit-
Is to allow for my truth to defeat,
All the Demons and Ghosts
Responsible for your shame, the most!
For if but only, our children's posterity
You owe, at the least, your honesty!
Without such, your downfall you have surely brought,
As is, to tell the truth, is what you ought!
They say: 'the truth shall set you free'-at least you, it shall keep-
Otherwise choice made, causes my heart's weep!
3 August 2008
poem by Maurice Harris
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Truth Is Friend To Freedom; Deceit Walks With Corruption
That seen by only one; naught is it what she falsely believes-
So too, not more believable is that which she conceives!
Figmentation of fear, fibs, falsity and fantasy;
The truth emerges quickly, all else-allowed to see!
Incontrivertible truth emits power beyond belief-
All that which opposes such, surely needing of relief!
Ne'er to allow any doubt, nor alteration of reasons;
Even ever if the ethereal winds pass with the seasons!
Truth is friend to freedom; deceit walks with corruption;
Lies and fallacy may corrupt for a time-merely truth's interruption!
Then there is corruptor, on the side of fear and deceit:
They then are sent scurrying-in rapid retreat!
Alas, I bid good tidings still to thee;
Ever do you reside always-within me!
Maurice Harris,17 December 2007
poem by Maurice Harris
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The Only Gift
Say not a word, if it be not truth, in whole;
Have not a thought, should you you not this, extol:
That, above all, truth be of paramount importance,
And should never be subjugated to any indulgence
Of selfish endeavor, for even a time, brief-
As same shall surely cause another, grief;
Deceit begets more of same, as a spiral
And causes pain as any form of viral
Cancer may-and it is as real as they may be-
Though, the effects perhaps, only the afflicted may see!
Justice means truth, so deceit is akin to iniquity;
Truth is His Way, and fallacy is not-this simplicity
Is the only rule by which any need, live
A righteous life-the only gift He expects you to give!
-Maurice Harris,11 march 2012
poem by Maurice Harris
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This Ardor Is My Strength
I met my love as a child, afeared and unaware;
Now I see that my love has always been right 'there'-
I loved her then and I love her evermore, still-
Surely, I always have and I always, always will!
I know she loves me, because my heart tells me its true;
I know she calls for me, as surely as I call for her too-
This is all I need, I want for no further attestation-
My heart has been calling, I accept its invitation!
I wait no longer, my destiny has arrived, at long last-
I take leave of this place, to remain only in my past-
My home is where my heart has been for so very long,
I must provide wings for this love-its calling, so very strong!
This ardor is my strength, my truth, my light-which leads my way-
The glow of which becomes ever more resplendent every single day!
Maurice Harris,31 May 2010
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What I Really Meant To Say
It took me by surprise
when I saw you standing there
close enough to touch
breathing the same air
You asked me how I'd been
I guess that's when I smiled
and said 'Just fine'
oh but baby I was lying
What I really meant to say
is I'm dying here inside
and I miss you more each day
there's not a night I haven't cried
and baby here's the truth
I'm still in love with you
That's what I really meant to say
And as you walked away
the echo of my words
cut just like a knife
cut so deep it hurts
I held back the tears
held onto my pride
and watched you go
I wonder if you'll ever know
What I really meant to say
is I'm dying here inside
and I miss you more each day
there's not a night I haven't cried
and baby here's the truth
I'm still in love with you
What I really meant to say
is I'm really not that strong
no matter how I try
I'm still holding on
and here's the honest truth
I'm still in love with you
that's what I really meant to say
that's what I really meant to say
That's what I really meant to say
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Truth For All
There is a Truth for all to behold, a need that never grows old,
One sound Truth under the sun, to be addressed by everyone,
A Truth that’s meant for all, isn’t embraced because of the fall.
As Satan darkens the heart, from this Truth, many men depart.
This Truth crosses party lines, and is to be shared at all times,
A truth not limited to a season, or dismissed by man’s reason,
It is one Truth bound in grace, and available to all in any place,
Truth from the Eternal King, which on earth impacts everything.
The Truth that I’m speaking of, is God’s Truth from God above,
It is The Revelation from God, sent to all upon this earthly sod,
Truth which transcends the earth, leading men to Eternal Worth,
God’s Eternal Truth to each nation, sent to all in His Revelation.
His Truth surpasses political views, providing to all Good News,
Tidings, sent through Jesus Christ, by God, to every human life,
Not for the righteous you know, as their religion’s only for show,
But, it’s for that repentant heart, who in Christ wants a new start.
Not for those dark and depraved, who see no need to be saved,
And being so spiritually deceived, God’s Truth is never received,
But, His Truth, for all who heed, supplies us with our every need,
Believing souls, like you and me, along with a New Life eternally.
(Copyright ©10/2008)
Embrace The Ardor
I thought I had it all finally figured out;
Perhaps I am now afeared, in the form of doubt!
I would wait 1,000 years-even more, for this chance-
To truly offer thee a life-long, wholly committed, romance!
Though, I may not e'er, should you not allow
Me to act upon what it is my heart doth avow!
Your concern hath more import than of self, same-
I should want always, to provide what my heart doth proclaim!
I make no attestation without first, much assurance-
Such hath been the same concerning my adamance;
I am bound by only one inescapable, incontrovertible truth-
I love you more than life itself-lo, this you need not sleuth;
Ask of yourself whether reason may cause you to find any other conclusion-
For if any man e'er knew the true desires of his own heart, it is I-it's no illusion!
Embrace the ardor I see need to offer; Accept, in time, my heart and soul's proffer;
Allow release, through wend of time, your heart-which you now so fiercely coffer!
I have prophesized mine own felicity, now I await thee to provide for its authenticity-
For but only may it ever come to be, whence we are both equal in our complicity!
As now, we may be settled that it is not; I await thee, to ensure, up, thou art caught! !
Awaiting us is all that for which we have sought; To allow this glory's fleeting, I can not!
Maurice Harris,17 May 2010
poem by Maurice Harris
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Fashion Me As Your Truth
I wonder what the Fates have in store for us! ? !
Shall we cede to a marriage, the glory now before us! ? !
My life hath traversed it all, yet hath come back around-
To now stand again, in wide wonder, of the joy we have found!
Still, its verity escapes me fully, is this amative yet a wraith! ? !
The answer is on time's horizon, we now faithfully wait!
All I ask of thee: your heart's untethered, veridical tale-
I shall endeavor, contrariwise, to allow my heart's avail!
If but one offer is made, make it thus, I do implore;
You should ne'er be made to want either, forevermore!
Truth of heart and truth of sentiment-one and the same;
Truth should not be mysterious, nor, truth, only in name!
Fashion me as your truth, requited-as I shall, oppositely-
Then only, shall our love alter our life-most gloriously!
Maurice Harris,20 March 2010
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