Praise Today

All this pain you hold, scream my friend do not fake rid yourself of fear,
Never to be with me this journey I watched you praise today now.
Freedom on roads of the night special moments alone we are.

Gathering Celts across becomes of like these mountains, yes.
I lose you to life as I fall of the death of completion now.
Gathering tall ships for our love this day keep safe on this dream.

Globalisation keys to the death on this journey we warn now,
In chains system of the insecure can we not run from ourselves.
We conclude we conclude the ark is flooded our Hearts.

Can we see to believe do not deny your part we are paid no more,
We are at the round house the fire burns bright casting away demons.
Point to the end of man we have seen the forgotten blank stare now.

Do not beg forgiveness there is none I pray for you these lost days,
Do not talk in the language of God lost apparent witness of the days.
Politics of puppets there is no belief tears of self-loathing.

We walk these towns obeisance’s for these of truth can we ask.
The mind wonders I do not follow you we are of soil.
Reaction this night skies can you be complete.

 

© Nicholas Leslie MMXIX Progressive Poetry, Fragmented

Broken

Our father has a plan for you do not worry children,
We are at heaven needs correction for you this time.
Can we escape shadows of broken men.

We can bring forth the flowering sunrise open the petals,
Humanity they take for currency no more our time is now.
I see you in the comfort of you fortress that is not.

Dancing rings of fire we loved this love just emptiness,
Can we fold into our dreams we turn inside out that way.
Falling through time I kissed you stranger open your heart.

The dust in our eyes we for longed this planet we are of earth,
We are still strangers do not let the fear guide you tonight.
The heart fails nevermore we are instruments of the lord.

No black star misguided to a fault we are innocence across this light.,
Forgive yourself can we move to peace on this sunset for the last time.
I write for you my love we are at the eclipse of moonlight high.

We fall from the sky to give to ourselves again and again we are,
There is nothing but love ask of us we are all different in our way.
There is no fact but spirit we are at the horizon of blue.

No to disillusion lets walk these pathways together as one,
Come with me to the beautiful night skies and dream we are there.
I have loved beyond comparison of any man to speak of the truth.

 

© Nicholas Leslie MMXIX Progressive Poetry, Fragmented

Scars

Together open your mind only with love this light,
Remembrance hail all souls for our universes gather.
At one with nature this blood will end to soil and air.

Are we gentle emotions gather in fear be one with,
Through these open pathways of dense forests freedom calls you.
This day comes to pass there is no war there is no hate.

Injustice gathered this sleep tired to the floor grow from me,
Can we say forgiveness my angels tonight in consciousness.
You cannot name me as the ghost casting away memories.

Giving thankfulness do not run in shadows worthy of more,
Till dust you escape across these deserts on old stones.
I can hold you in my arms the universe through these hands of a man.

Beat the drums to welcome home the great spirits of care,
The pain cast away dance children for are we the last generation.
Do not give your faith away Gods infinity confirms you now.

Naked my soul running in consequence death will follow,
This form looking to the shore of fair lands we were there.
Are you appearing do not scar desperation passes now soon.

No conclusion in the language of mankind these words bleeding,
Never change be who you are so say nature now we are.
Oxygen give Earth these years of the keys as we subside.

Image of the last this moonlight landscapes in darkness,
Skies will fall to angels gathering of wings mighty wings.
Be ready my people as we gather to the mountains.
Give me the strength of the eagles with the eyes to see,
Rest the bones we live on false promise’s cast away darkness.
Bring forth the order of the round house sit with fire.

Can you hear the morning rise the sunlight gathering the day,
This is your day of freedom wishing on you light and love.
There will be no more pain escape this dark matter.

The women will sing the Gods back home for you tonight,
Casting away scars of emotional life confusion we are.
The clans unite grandfathers we will be our forgiveness.

Our consequence lost in confusion fragmented words,
Can you see this idea to unite souls for freedom can we guess not.
These six months she will rise again to give life to the barren.

 

© Nicholas Leslie MMXIX Progressive Poetry, Fragmented. Never forgotten….

I Cannot Hear You

Travelling minds are closed no instance there are no words,
These atoms combine to decay waking fields of bluebells,
Nature has the soul images of you cut fast we are at bloods end.

Expectations shredded I want no more time to feel angel, save me,
I gave all trust only yourself in these days grasp the truth.
Ghost I have their forgiveness this cannot be changed.

So here are once more I cannot hear you far skies closed tonight,
Only but I myself we are hurting each and every one that is truth.
Graves of the ancestors defiled there is no rest on Earth.

Hold me in your arms pray for me this is all I can see these days,
Living dead taking power no remorse they will have their way.
No forgiveness nature turns to fall to the end of days we see.

Forgotten our worlds conquered time repeats infinite now,
Upon a million years there will be no sound to be heard.
You can cry for lost souls are you one.

Take the questions I have told the answers there cannot be more,
This red sky this night passes to memory never recalled.
Escape the darkness I repeat just ask for help etched in the mind.

Captured me running straight for hell as there is none truth,
Calling, calling for my soul come back to me I want to be free.
No justice operant belief endless sacrilege we are nothing.

Believe trust yourself you have a consequence to God always,
The embers settle on the impaired this altered state distorted,
We are heaven woven in dreams that touch the heart.

© Nicholas Leslie MMXIX Progressive Poetry, Fragmented

Hold

To hold this healing touch do not discriminate we are human,

Can we say this with love calmness of your words open to reach.

I conquer the daylight of the memory’s hold dear with me.

 

Our polluted minds seeking answers for your future I pass away,

You will be free one day I controlled to the death of no oxygen.

Words fall short of any meaning as you agree without reading.

 

Do not waste your love on this prism no answers tonight,

Walking streets these streets with no name upon till family.

Passed this twilight my honour I lived clear times my farther.

 

I have lived there is less time to explain this day of angels,

In a flash of sunlight less this moment I remember your love.

Hardship we have suffered no consequence a deterioration of words.

 

Your closed doors are burnt highways to this love cannot you see,

Do deserve more I see you sleeping this day as they command.

Insecurities fall short of this reality as you awake today.

 

I love you these are chosen words for you I see you,

Heal with me across highways of sound this electricity.

Do not fall you are of whole magical miracle as you are.

 

Can I hold you in my mind for a short while can you feel it,

You are not alone this suffering climb these mountains.

The foothills are endless recognise the rain fresh life again.

 

Achieve awake so no to despair follow the light in your eyes,

This age take hope I see you suffering I call your name now,

We are but children of God this is freedom leave the shadows now.

 

Create this world around you in consequence of age this will not be long,

The first love to change the world this endless do you care can we.

The saddest words are endless this is not me impossible to find.

 

Clear the mind do we have answers what is the question tonight,

Following endless names there is no answers calm yourself.

This loss is no more grasping words from heaven we can fly.

 

Take the hand of love we do not need companions in this fight,

We can love as yourself recognise you are with love say no to loneliness.

Place the words these are freedom you know your own love.

 

On the crests of Eagles rise this new morning to these lost words,

Pain is real these days in austerity do not put down these people.

We are one believe just throwing solar again understand.

 

© Nicholas Leslie MMXIX Progressive Poetry, Fragmented

 

Meadowlands

These open wounds of the mind storms across these oceans,

Can I tell you of times women change cycles of delusion to change.

Open hearts travelling mountains across my way to meadowland.

 

Wave goodbye months rolling forwards boundless rivers to oceans,

But today can we say I forgive you once more needing change now.

Lost to these nights forever in the blood no remorse I forgive you.

 

That whole conclusion bequests flowers on graves who are not there,

We change at great cost to the soul casting shadows in moonlight.

Can we be clearer you are my loss once more in dark nights.

 

This room without windows clears the mind at the edge insanity,

Reaching for love this last time I will be alone with this sickness.

Mothers become the fallen open hearts to spring time.

 

Lost hearts gather in crowds of emptiness this is the same,

I watched you in loneliness of my presence I will never be there.

There is no justice across these lands’ inconstant fragile bodies.

 

I beg my leave this infinite memory with regrets throw away,

What is left but lost images nothing lasts for ever can you see.

Repent flowing embers of fire conclusion in no crystals falling.

 

Gave me music of the tree’s charms of reality communication now,

I walk these shadows can we be together can we walk together.

Tired sleeping dreams of fear no innocence we are lost to devils.

 

I die today there is no loss I am free to my God of nature who is,

Can we not see stop give thought make that difference there is no end,

Can we communicate other than war there is no end have compassion.

In walls of power there is no answers any more this is a new beginning.

 

Can we bring back our steel nerves riding highways to freedom,

Was this lost to you answer your calling climb away fears.

Into thee county’s say yes to freedom forget your broken bones.

 

Open your mind this is not for gratitude I wish to help always between,

I lose myself nightly in this pain and discomfort I age as many.

Last chance can you hear me this love this is pain tonight again.

 

I wish You Peace….

 

© Nicholas Leslie MMXVIII

Endless Nights

Expressed from heaven call this love healing now,

Confusion cast to the winds we can have the light.

The answer is why before any question can we make heaven.

 

I followed you down through the fire we meet tonight,

Holding fast to life death is not the option who I am.

Our souls cry endlessly this passes through endless nights.

 

Severn years who we are cycle in forms of flesh again,

Still infinity calls held together by the promise of time.

You are worth more than this suffering calm the mind.

 

Gaze upon the skies of freedom developed thoughts,

Can we sooth with just language as you read you beautiful one.

There is always away back from these peaks of devastation.

 

Follow your own time, grasp your own power of life heal now,

Finding you in endless green forests at camp-fires of peace.

There is no power but yourself gather this community now.

 

Bring the music of peace to our nightmares casting away now,

Hold fast the dreams of unity, apocalypse on mankind.

We survive endless nights.

 

© Nicholas Leslie MMXIX Progressive Poetry, Fragmented

Protect

Falling light across this generation lost to live is not living,

Wondering the minds can we truly awake to the answers.

Deliverance from darkness looking back in this loneliness.

 

Suddenly you care what was expected wilderness for many years,

I cannot live I cannot die as summer flowers start to bloom.

I miss you in my tomb of this mind I take the rope from myself.

 

Thinking possibilities, no more promises lost in time tonight,

I sleep these days no answers to obtain hold my heart.

Underestimated lost souls our people transverse no wisdom.

 

Can we sleep this night across this fear embedded from childhood,

Escape to my protection gather the skies we fly this dawn.

Liberation condemning thousands to fall to God.

 

They starve and perish upon your existence never forgiving machine,

Atomic clouds our future slaughtered futures let us protect not awe.

At this loss of love never untouched soul’s forgiveness seeking our time,

 

Fifty-one orbits who could have imagined our message to the world,

Take hope you are chosen as your read this is of love take heart.

Can we see your light banish the demons fight for your mind.

 

Can we protect your mountains of women climb birth giving now,

Escaped from reality may years a life time harsh consequence.

These words break as waves on your shores of comprehension.

 

To your sorrow I burn candles of galaxies for truth in this time,

Writers tears falling never more explain your time.

Always lost never found surgical inception the voice proclaims.

 

© Nicholas Leslie MMXVIII Explain counteractions…

How Many Times

Casting shadows burnt o the ground you walk on,

The horns of the elk bringer of peace are we at voice.

Bleeding to grounds of the believer’s the drums sound.

 

I this our soul grasping darkness never more we see our hearts,

Come with me to the endless forest of love forgiveness.

Can we be wrong pollution the thoughts of insecurities.

 

Our ancestors call for our freedom this fractions of dancing light,

Can we remember these days of freedom ask yourself now.

Captured from images taken back to straw the mind eye.

 

Where are the words of wisdom asking for our existence,

Come together the slaves this society spoke freely,

As the new dawn casting shadows of doubt feelings.

 

Keeping fear to the populace fly free dreams peaceful worlds,

God is there and it will be justice we die this day how many more times.

Brining questions is this obscure can you read wondering star light.

 

Holding you in my arms freedom this day do now bow in sight,

Escape now the greatness of this universe I found you at the glimpse,

Time is late my friends the virus concludes these changes.

 

Daisies upon fields of pollution falling diseases grasps us all,

End times with this sickness take the road less travelled.

I wish you peace as we take the fallen to saints this is forgiveness.

 

© Nicholas Leslie MMXIX Progressive Poetry, Fragmented

Empty

This was your day for the world could you care less,

Empty forgotten I was the problem no surprise.

You will never have sympathy fly your flag sent promises.

 

I gave my love the consequence of empty hearts tonight,

These lost words I came from history contaminated minds.

This measure of my death slowly loosing the mind of you.

 

I wish to die and live at this moment what is there but you,

This false moonlight no romance no history forgetfulness.

All to becoming angels there were never more passing.

 

I have loved I can say but today is to late for this forgiveness,

Tears of me cried to empty eyes there is no more to this.

Emptiness surrounds asking for a forgiving rope this minute.

 

The canary falls to the floor sand covered many times this change,

My beautiful soul contaminated from your hate we have to see.

Calling the wonderers what has changed I knew you the fresh silence.

 

I cannot change feeling history repeats I do not have a choice,

Broken to the core no daylight in these forsaken days.

I seek to help can we share our thoughts past these doors.

 

Awaken you heart come from the darkness we never danced,

Holding you in belief of change how can you see this river.

Giving word to heal we are lost far from romance of sight.

 

Do not hate this pollutes the soul open your mind be free,

Death is calling me I can hear recycled life what more.

Knowledge is power I give you this now in my time of life.

 

© Nicholas Leslie MMXIX Progressive Poetry, Fragmented