The Nightingale’s Song by Jonas Hyde Hark, oh hear, this tale I need to share, for perhaps its moral can save your soul, as she saved mine. For on that night, now so long ago, her Nightingale’s Song was first whispered to me. I remember it clearly, as if its the only memory left...
Familiar Stranger by Jonas Hyde In this moment, my heart is weak, why is it hard to say, what we both want to speak, an ocean of fear, a breath and a tear, a beautiful thing, life could be, if I would ever know, the familiar stranger, so far away…
The Tale of You by Jonas Hyde Late last eve, my daughter came to me, for the first time in ever it seems, asking for a tale, woven with the fabric of her youth. It had been since those nights, so many years ago in fact, when I was last asked, to complete such...
Fires of our Freedom – The Ballad of Old Glory by Jonas Hyde Keep in thought this moment of breath, And remember this eve, Countrymen, my brothers I implore, For morrow’s dawn shall offer freedom or death, As on this eve’s twilight, all shall hear Glory’s roar. Together we stand from shore to shore,...
Eternal Sleep by Jonas Hyde Eternal sleep, release me from my mortal coil, close my eyes, and let fore’er wash me away. I am so tired, of all my suffering, I want to shed out all vestige of my humanity, I need to make it through this day. Tho’ I know I wont, for...
Sleeping Soul by Jonas Hyde Sleeping soul, I cry this solemn night, hoping for you to someday soon wake. Hand in hand, I sit silently by, as deep within I feel this heart ache. Here I cry, as there you gently lay, all because of my wicked mistake. Forgive me, I beg this of...
Holiday Tears by Jonas Hyde Eyes open, as if a rising sun, over a horizon of anguish, of sorrow. “Daughter do not frown, for on this day the family is as one,” he whispers softly. “But father I weep, I cry, not for the moment I have, but for the time when it will...
I Do by Jonas Hyde ‘I do’ was the lie you promised me, our garden poisoned by your nefarious deeds the flowers of our passion, wilted by the suffocating weeds of your sin. The long walk to freedom, starts with but a moment, a decision, a realization of truth. I exit the prison you...
London Rain by Jonas Hyde Twilight’s tears pelt against the panes of my eyes. For you I weep on this eve my love, listening to the sound of London rain. The pouring, streaming sleet outside, dances in concert with my own rivers of sorrow. It was said when somebody knows you, there is no...
Sleep Watcher by Jonas Hyde Darkened room you lie, through the veil I watch you. Breathing soft and harmonious, I count each swing of your pendulum. Warmth radiates from your soul, blanketing my own cold body. Scent and hair lay soft ‘pon thy pillow, entrap my heart this eve. You sleep whilst I weep,...
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