Frankie on New American Dream, - Poems "Woven Blanket", "Regret", "The Void" 05/29/2025 скачать в хорошем качестве

Frankie on New American Dream, - Poems "Woven Blanket", "Regret", "The Void" 05/29/2025

"Woven Blanket" Warm sunny rays fall on the woven blanket, The one that covered me last night from cold, They wake me up, but I do not want to take it, What if last night was just a dream, untold? I turn around, your face is resting on the pillow, My gentle fingers long to trace familiar lines. In golden slumbers your sleep is deep and mellow. And I hold on, nowhere to rush, no need to rise. To spend the night together isn't like the day, I want to wake up in the morning, when you are near, To feel your warmth and tenderness in many ways, And gaze into green eyes without grief and fear. When I am with you, I’m your adopted pet, My heart is open, undressed, so true, Astray in crimeless kisses, with no regret, Security and empathy I never felt I knew. So soft yet firm, your hands caressed my soul. You touched me like noone ever did, You made me feel so perfect, as if I'm whole, In sensitive embrace your kiss was all I needed. My sinful prayer is to greet the sun with you And see reflection of the lake in caring eyes, We both are vulnerable, I know you feel it too, Protected in each other's arms, beneath the skies. In my sweet dream, I’ll always be your girl, My bitter insecurity dissolves with simple grace, Like dance of butterfly in wind's fast swirl, It strips the armour off the souls in mystic places. 04/04/2025 Regret My sweetest angel, why you bleed? Is it their cruelty or foolish disbelief? I want to take your burning pain away, Give me your hand and let me show the way. Stop crying with those big green eyes, I want to comfort you with an advice. I have not met the one like you, And you should love yourself the way I do. Let go of shame, self-loathing, and guilt, Until the strength is newly rebuilt. You are as innocent as little dove You are so pure, clear, you are my love. Oh please stop torturing yourself, You have not done the bad to feel regret, You were a child, then were so young, They all abused you while you were strung. So easy to take advantage of the meek, Of those who cannot stand up to speak. So now you're used to keep your mouth shut, And noone knows how deeply you were cut. You told me everything and shared pain, I wish it happened earlier so I would jump into the plane, I'd break that heavy door and run inside, I'd pull you out from sad, alluring dark. And now I am the one who feels regret, Stuck in the suffering and lament, I wish I heard you screaming "Hark'", But I was deaf to change that vicious night in Hotel Park 01/31/2023 The Void The void so strong, it pulls at me, The deepest abyss, a vast dark sea. No heart to hold, no breath to speak, Since you are gone, I feel so weak. The lights went out, the fireplace is cold, In silence, the good old memories unfold. And yet, the darkness stayed the same, Unchanged, unmoved—no one to blame. Never told me "no," never turned away, In everything I did, you’d always stay. I tried to find regrets, old wounds to mend, But none were left, my closest friend. In all I did, you gave me strength, Support and love, at any length. Now, I’m lost without bright torch, Alone, I yearn, I'm missing you so much. My eyes went blind, they searched in vain, For your silhouette, for your sweet name. In darkest hour I stumbled in icy space, Like blind soul that tries to trace your face. I thought this was a dream, a fleeting night, But found the reality, no end in sight. I scanned this house, that once was home, But now I wander in the rooms alone. No one is to replace the love you gave, Did I appreciate it? And was I even great? And cherished every moment, every grace? Or took for granted your warm embrace? The days go by, I am still in pain, I faced the truth, I can’t refrain. Grief is not just emptiness, a hollow word, It’s like an injured bird with scream unheard. Nightmare lingers, it won’t let go, But in its wake, I've come to know— That love, though lost, will always stay, It's guiding me and lights my way. 04/04/2025 #frankiesstories #podcast #revolutionradio