The Destruction Of The Heart's Garrison Against Love (An Ode To A Beauty In Pain)
Only one other person knows how I feel right now;
That person is incommunicado, so I cannot ask how
She feels, nor would I dare, to draw comparison to me-
She guards her heart against love, with a garrison-to be
A defense-perhaps not realizing it is to her own heart's detriment;
She has found the mate for her soul, her perfect compliment
In me-yet blames her own fears on me, with misplaced animus;
However, one thing upon which she did not rely, is my animous
Toward an opinion which is the diametrically opposite view,
Namely: the opinion that fear alone dictates what she does now do;
This is indubitably not the way that it should be, for certain-
To embrace fear instead of love, to invite this ardor's curtain! ?
She chose love first, then retreated once it became too real-
Now what is she to do, when love is all she is really able, to feel! ?
-Maurice Harris,14 January 2012
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Imagine A World...
Imagine a world-one like you've given to me,
Where you are too afeared to be all you've striven to be:
A world where fear of an implausible future event
Becomes more important than our erstwhile love-Heaven sent,
Both in literal and figurative terms-your dream's fruition;
The complete embodiment of your life's ambition:
To find a mate for your incomparably beautiful soul-
This is what you have allowed to wither-what fear stole
From both you and me, on that fateful day before Christmas last.
You will never find this love again if you keep living in the past,
You protect yourself by pretending that it was never real,
Yet, only we two know how it is that you truly feel-
Even now, as I scribe these poignant words as tribute
To a love that naught may replace-a conviction made more resolute
With the passage of time and space from this love's loss.
You promised me that you would never again cross
The heart of mine, that loves you most completely-
Yet you betrayed both of them since that day, most repletely
And tragically, with your choice to shutter with fear.
My heart's ardor is surely real, and lives right here,
Waiting for its inspiration to appear once again:
I shall never again truly love until then.
This choice is not, and has never been, mine-
Will you continue to ignore your own, and further confine
Yourself to the mediocrity of what you allowed to be,
Or will you embrace the love you once avowed, to be! ?
You possess no basis in your fear's reality toward me,
So, why not stop looking back-look forward, to be
All that He wants for you-all that we may provide, together.
You once were so very sure-why not again decide to never
Again cede to fear, but only to love as only I know you can! ?
Fear only leads to loneliness-the heart's tragic isolation
From the one mate that provides it with inspiration:
To accept fear's determination is to ban
The heart's capacity for love, and accept mediocrity;
The human heart is made to love, anything else is hypocrisy!
I may only proffer words of advice, not make decisions for you,
And merely offer same because, despite it all, I adore you
And wish the best for you-yet, I know it must include me;
Therefore, for both selfish and altruistic reasons, I conclude, we
Must both try as hard as we may, to live for the future, not what 'was';
I can not help how it is that I feel about you, not because
Of what we once had, but because of what I know we may-
In a future where the past is left to 'lie'-
Otherwise, we will both leave 'true love', to die.
-Maurice Harris,8 June 2012
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An Ode To Adorement
What once was, can be no more,
Not without the object of your
Adorement-gone, by your choosing.
Surely, it is you who are losing
The gift that was divinely proffered.
The heart once alive, now coffered
By fear that self-fulfills its own prophesy.
To live like this is your mind's heresy
To a heart that desires love's lifeblood.
Sadly, this allowance of fear's flood
Of steadfast foolishness is the cause.
When love beckons, even with all its flaws,
You must embrace it and never let it go;
When you feel it, you must always let it show.
-Maurice Harris,5 Decemer 2012
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Fear Is The Opposite Of Love
'Fear is the opposite of love: it will transmogrify love into hate; the more intense and real the love, the more deceitful and surreal, the hate; the difference is that 'hate' is temporary; love is forever, and will shine through in the end, conquering all, especially hate, in any form that it may take. Hate breeds all negative emotions, like anger, false blame, deceit, etc., while love breeds all positive emotions, like faith, compassion, respect and empathy. NEVER choose hate, all that will do is tear apart the fabric of what makes you a beautiful person and turn you into that which you loathe the most, a manipulative, deceitful, conniving monster'
~Maurice Harris,11 January 2012
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Alone, In Ponderance...
Alone, in ponderance of where my life will be,
I see only 2 things for certain: both you and me!
I know not about anything else in this life, uncertain-
You're the only one who sees through my heart's curtain!
Though you are not near to me, I feel your presence;
I draw great strength from the power of your pleasance!
Our's was a meeting made in the Heavens above,
God could envision, when we could not, our perfect love!
By the time that we meet again, my beloved friend,
We will have built upon a love, without an end!
No matter of poetry, nor any power of prose, shall ever suffice-
To define the beauty who beguiled my heart-not once, but twice!
Word is not needed, my love for thee does so obviate,
Such is the awe-inspiring emotion in me you do evocate!
Maurice Harris,20 January 2010
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Love, In Spite Of Fear
I can love you in many ways and with much ardor,
But if you are too afraid to love me, it makes it that much harder;
With my love, I wish you the courage to love me, in spite of your fear-
With my love, I can pretend, in spite of miles, that you're near-
As near as my heart, always within arm's reach,
So that I may keep you safe-out of harm's reach!
It is entirely up to you whether to love me in return,
I do suspect, however, that you could very well learn,
If you listen to what your heart has told you;
Let the truth that only it may gift, mold you
And your actions, in spite of all your trepidation-
Embrace its presence, without a moment's hesitation.
Ask yourself: 'does this love meet all of my needs? ';
If so, follow this path wherever your heart leads,
No matter of fear, irrespective of impediment-
Love knows naught, but its own adorement!
Do not accept what I offer, because I offer it,
But do not give liberty to your heart, then coffer it
Out of fear, of something hitherto unknown-
Love is the only thing that you may give, but still own!
You may not truly love, until you do, without condition-
Until you have no excuses, fears, or contrition;
Do not announce it, unless it is all you may feel;
Do not say it, unless it is something you may not conceal!
Love is its own reward, it gives always more than it receives;
Love is always the truth, it enlightens, yet never deceives;
To benefit from it, you must not only acknowledge, but accept it!
Nothing is so altruistic and benevolent, except it
Also gives life to all other positive emotions;
To truly embrace it, you need to dispense with all negative emotions!
It does not apologize for its perceived inconvenience,
Nor will it allow a simple, nonchalant acquiescence-
It demands a committed and resolute presence;
Love is enigmatic and e'er-powerful, yet this is its essence!
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With The Help Of Time's Clarity
No matter what you do, or what you say,
You cannot undo the damage, nor delay
The inevitable-namely, that you are a liar, and shall be-
Until you stop lying to yourself, the world, and to me!
This, the fatal flaw in what I once saw as near-perfection,
You went from being true to your heart, to its neglect, when
You chose fear and deceit over love and verity-
Perhaps this will become your reality too, with time's clarity!
How could you turn and then walk away
From the greatest thing that ever happened to you! ?
That was not it though, you chose to betray
Me, when I asked you 'why? '-yet, what was I to do?
This temporary fear that overcame you, was not of my making-
Just as it is not just my heart that you are breaking!
-Maurice Harris,1 March 2012
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Listen To Your Heart (An Ode To Courage)
But one simple, yet obvious fact remains, as has for nearly three years:
Love and hate have been engaged in a battle-love versus fears;
I am the truth of your heart, and your deceit is the manifestation
Of much, yet undue trepidation, as it relates to your future celebration
Of love in its myriad forms-now, the battle is between your heart and mind;
Your heart contains love as verity, yet your mind contains fears you need to leave behind;
Your mind contains a misplaced animus toward the love that causes your fright-
The courage I wish to impart to thee, is the strength to fight back, with all your might,
Any thought that this fear is permanent or rational-love's truth shall cause it to fastly fleet!
I, and others, may aid you along the way-yet, the battle's outcome must, before we truly meet,
Be a foregone conclusion-as circumstances seem to now indicate:
Time is needed to re-establish reality, from the delusion your fears helped to create;
In many ways, and by many personages, the power of truth has been extolled-
Now beloved, this very power is what your heart does resolutely hold-
To free you at last from the burden of your fears, to finally embrace
The love that has awaited you for your entire life, and which you may not efface,
By any means-either through an ignorance of your heart's exaltation,
Or by living the fallacy you have in the past-a dichotomous experimentation;
I have not been fooled by this charade, as I contain the truth of your heart's verity-
And the most salient advice I could e'er bestow, to impart the most prescient clarity,
Is to look to what your heart has told through all these many years:
Embrace the love that's in your heart-use this to banish all your fears!
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Whenever
Whenever your heart avails itself of me;
This is the time that you shall know I am ready!
Whenever you are prime, to accept my undying devotion-
This is when you should embrace the foreign emotion
That is love, in all its gracious glory;
Whenevr you want to offer the world our ardor's story-
Which reads as a classic 'boy meets girl' amative,
With our hearts exalted, in their wondrous narrative!
Whenever you wish a reality, from what is now a wraith-
Whenever you desire the love and hope, built upon faith,
To be put into action, and at last, made to be real;
Whenever you seek the reciprocation of the love you now feel-
This is when your heart and soul become one, with mine-
When two disparate spirits do, at long last, combine!
Maurice Harris,12 May 2011
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I Refuse To Live Subject To Fear
I refuse to live subject to fear in any form;
For far too long, I have been subject to intimidation-
No more, no more-I have been a pawn to deceit's storm
Once, twice before, and shall no longer allow its manifestation;
I am unlike you, when I am in fear, I communicate, not shut out
The source of my fear, even though your heart yearns for same;
I adore you, and would never do anything to besmirch your name,
But your deceit has now transmogrified into misplaced blame,
For the 'love of your life'-I shall no longer play your game!
I am not the product of your fears, nor could I put out
Such a feeling, in anyone with a rational base to their thought;
I shall wait, forever if I must, for this love to be what it ought!
How dare you break your own heart, and blame me for this fear-
Your long-sought love is practically upon you, never before, this near!
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To Love Or Not To Love
To Love Or Not To Love
That is the question
Should or shouldn't we
To know love
To be love
You've got to feel love
You've got to know
When your in love
Or not
Do you know how it fills
To be in love
You've got to feel it
It feels so good to be in love
Your head rushes
Your heart beats
A million beats a minute
You can't stand it
When you have to be away
From him/ her for long periods of time
You think about him/ her 24/7
You dream about him/ her
You day dream about him/ her
To love or not to love
To love you've got to know
The risk of what happens
After you love
Not to love you've got to know
That this is really what you want
To feel love you've got to be love
You've got to love him your self
That is why
To love or not to love
Is and has always been
The main question of loving
This is why most people love
Know that they know every thing
About the person and the risks
This is why we love
Because we love him/ her
This is why we don't love
You don't know the person that well
Love and be happy
Or
Not love and be misserble
So I love
Just like others should too
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Love Can Change The World
Love has no definition.
There is no explanation or reason.
It's just an opinion.
One opinion may not change the world,
But it can change one person.
Sometimes when one person has an opinion
Others listen
And many are influenced by that one person.
One opinion can't change the world.
But one person-one man DID.
With love Jesus gave himself
For humanity's shortcomings.
The world felt the power of one person.
Love CAN change the world
If we let it.
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Most Precious Love
This wondrous feeling of love, impending;
Our's is a story without bound or an ending!
Whatsoever the form, no matter the fashion,
My outward expression of amorous awe, I am not willing to ration!
Birds now sing a more melodious tune,
No matter of time shall be too much, nor too soon!
Heaven's proffer is now my fortune-
The sweet song of my elation-all shall croon!
Time, after time, I give pause, to ensure it is real-
Not even God Himself saw fit, to prepare me for how I feel!
I suppose He meant it, to add to its might-
I am ever-obliged to Him, for my heart's delight!
As though fashioned directly from my dreams,
Is this beauty divine, whose presence seems
Embedded within my very soul-
One with whom, I could happily grow old!
I have no means of recompense, oh Lord-
No matter of explication of same, nary a word;
Mine is a gifting, most fortuitous indeed-
My fiercely guarded heart has now been freed!
I defy anyone to draw like comparison
To the love I now feel, or its beauteous garrison!
I could wait 1,000 millenia, yet, none would gather-
All may ruminate long and thoughtfully, but rather
Than present a gifting of like compare,
They too would succumb to defeat, vis-a-vis, this dare!
Remember, if naught else, m'lady, most beauteous-
Our's is a most precious love, to which I shall remain duteous!
Maurice Harris,13 April 2010
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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!
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The Anatomy of Love
Hate is love-
just standing upside-down.
Love and hate are not real opposites,
They are just the opposite sides
of the same coin.
Hate can become love very easily:
and love also can become hate
with the twinkle of an eye.
Hate is not very far from love,
Hate is just love in a disturbed state.
It is only a question of re-arranging
and hate is turned into love.
Love can become hate,
and hate can become love as well,
You hate a person
and you love the same person as well.
One moment you hate,
another moment you love-
love and hate are two sides
of the same coin.
Love and Fear are the real opposites,
Fear can never become love-
there is no way.
And love can never be fear,
there is no way.
Fear has to be dropped,
then love arises;
or love has to be forgotten,
then fear is there.
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Pride Robs Faith
If you are not careful, Pride may rob you of Faith-
And what was once beauteous, may become again, a wraith!
This is a lesson that God, not I, does teach-
I merely exhort you to listen, -your heart's attention I do beseech!
Do not allow that Pride may rob you of that for which you aspired-
Nor, rob you of the life and love, that you have always desired!
Pride is surely one of the Seven Deadly Sins-
Yet, the lesson is not over because this knowledge begins
To settle into the fabric of your life-
Nor, will it, by the Glorious Day, I make you my Wife-
No, no Beloved-it's a lesson Heavenly Father teaches over a lifetime;
I gift you now: both the Glory and the Rhyme
Of mine own heart, in aid to Him, in this regard;
Embrace this ardor, this love, you once threatened to discard!
-Maurice Harris,26 January 2012
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The Soul I Once Chose To Keep Away
Your love has been so very bountiful,
And with it you have never failed me;
My recompense for same was surely doubtful
As I was overcome with fear, and failed thee.
I have grown so much and in so many ways
Since my regrettable failure, to which I look back
With both sorrow and regret on so many days;
From the depths of my most profound loss, I took back
Control over the demons which caused me to doubt you-
And now, I know I may not truly 'live', without you;
You are needed, as flowers need the rain-
Without you, there exists only heartache and pain,
At the realization that trepidation cost me so many years;
Never again shall I live, subject to my fears-
For that is not life at all, it is a failure to live:
A heart is not alive if there is a failure to give
It away to its mate, when its mate is found;
A soul that dwells is this way, is bound
In chains, just as a prisoner, interred;
To live in this way, where a soul's wither is inferred
Is akin to a voluntary death sentence.
I refuse to continue to serve such penance,
For the sake of a fear, long-sice defeated;
The mistakes of my past shall never again be repeated;
To not reward your love with unabashed love in return
Is surely one-one for which I hope to one day earn
Both redemption and a second chance-
At a once-inspired, yet all-too-brief romance.
God-willing, this will come to be, one day,
And I will consort again, with the soul I once chose to keep away!
-Maurice Harris,6 September 2011
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A Beautiful Feeling
Love is a beautiful feeling. Although, how it feels to be in love is very hard to express. Trying to be in love is done because without love life is worthless. When love is found then being with that person is the only thing which the heart desires to do. Nothing is ever perfect in love, it is never going to be a fairy tale. Still everyone loves, even though it hurts when the one we love never does become ours.
That is why I truly feel that something is very special about love. It is a feeling beautiful to be, even after pain and tears.
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Love Is The Most Powerful And Lasting of Emotions
Reality! Amazing is it not, with how much haste
It does return when your mind is not being laid waste
To paranoia and fear, ne'er before seen here?
Not fair is this to any involved- I think- as I shed another tear!
Time past must assuredly be telling- you chose the wrong path!
Ne'er too late is it though to rekindle the fire we two hath!
Love is the most powerful and lasting of emotions-
Span it does across the world, over the largest oceans! !
What may I ask are you now waiting upon?
The day of your judgment, has already again reached its dawn!
The suffering I have endured has nearly my life, taken,
Why has the love of my life, labeled me and foresaken! ?
If you're wrong and not of the adverse opinion,
Then must you be back to reality, or at least, to be, begining!
Maurice Harris,3 January 2008
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Suddenly
Suddenly, I have eyes that now may see;
That which I never fathomed before, now may be;
Suddenly, I have ears that now may hear,
Which call me toward you, without any form of fear;
Suddenly, I have a heart, no longer coffered-
That longs for the love, you long ago offered.
Suddenly, I have a soul that needs for its mate,
Which embraces the exaltation she does create.
Suddenly, my mind is unafeared, and in accord;
Any further resisitance is something I cannot afford;
Suddenly, mere sight of your visage takes my breath away-
Thought of a life lived with your grace keeps death away!
Suddenly, I am a humble appreciant, and in awe
Of the love I feel in my heart, which has not, a flaw!
-Maurice Harris,15 August 2011
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The Enemy Within
The enemy within is to blame for your pain-
To be sure, you must keep it at bay always and again!
Patience keeps you free, yet even mine has limits,
Be ever vigilant shall I- as love is within!
Think now as a rational trier of facts, outwardly-
Not must you hide behind your fear so cowardly!
With great power comes great responsibility-
To strengthen the human heart- fraught with fragility!
Why would you allow your own self-destruction
When diametrically opposed was such to our love's construction?
Only ever if you allow your mind to falter
Would you remove we two from our love's altar! ?
Think now of the decision you must make,
As it is this that decides the road you must take!
Maurice Harris,23 June 2008
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