Acerbus Amor

It is a taste so sweet, with every kind person I meet
In a world so full of hate, death and sorrow our fate
Sometimes I ask why, or when is it my day to die
How does our fate choose, who is to win and who is to lose
What power is there to claim, the water of life, an eternal flame
Life is so challenging yet the rewards are so grand
To be a kind and honest person, to be that helping hand
But life doesn’t waver or slow down its pace
The effects of years passed show upon your face
So if ever that chance, to you, has been given
Be kind to your neighbor, let all be forgiven
For a bad day for each is certain to come round
All lives connected, on this earth we are bound

- Acerbus Amor

(Source: dreamerloverwarrior.blogspot.com)

The world we live in can be such a cruel and wonderful place
From the beauty of stars in the sky, to the blood and tears on your face
From the beauty in the colors and shapes found in the grains of rock
To the suffering of your neighbors spouse with a broken jaw from which to talk
They amazement of the 7 wonders and now they speak of eight
To the dismay of running as fast as you can and help a moment too late
From the glossy look in her eyes when she’s as happy as she can be
To the day she tells you it’s over and she is packed and ready to leave
From the glorious creatures of the oceans, so majestic and so grand
To the fall from a three story roof, passing out before you land
From the beauty of traveling the world to see the wonders of global farms
To a serial killer stalking the streets with blood on his hands and arms
What makes this life so interesting is the prospect of the here beyond
For all the dreams of a man in hell, shall never break his bonds.

- Acerbus Amor
- James R Best

(Source: dreamerloverwarrior.blogspot.com)

This is dedicated to SkinOfTheUniverse.
I read your title and had to offer you an answer :-) Thank you for the kind words and allowing me to post this with the rest of my work!

(in response to your title phrase) - I had all of time and space; everywhere and anywhere; every star that ever was - and I got lost. Help me rediscover my way back?

To be lost in the universe what tragic thoughts
what story in your life, what experience, what plots?
Follow me for I know not the way back
onward we go to forge our own track. 
leave behind you the stars in the sky
in fair good time you shall see why
Thank you for getting lost, and landing so near
together we shall travel without fear. 
Skin of the Universe so graceful and grand
ask and I shall extend you a helping hand

- Acerbus Amor

(Source: dreamerloverwarrior.blogspot.com)

Forget it, this is about to get real
There’s is no way in hell you know what I feel
The pain never stops, it is never gone
This hell I call life just goes on and on
Some say I write very dark things
But life for me is not love, life or rings
When the soul reaches out to seek love in kind
The lack of response has an effect on the mind
When you’re health goes south and love has been lost
Life becomes bitter as a cold mornings frost
try as you wish to be happy and free
The love in your heart is like a wide open sea
It traps you, surrounds you and holds you so tight
While thoughts of you race through my mind every night
I am so happy to have held your heart
But the time has come for our lives to part
It is so hard to feel, my mind has gone cold
Am I mean, evil or just growing old?
For now I wait, soon we all shall go home
To pick up the pieces, broken…alone

- Acerbus Amor

(Source: Dreamerloverwarrior.blogspot.com)

Anonymous asked: what do you prefer to think first .. title or content of your poem?

For me, it varies depending on the situation. Sometimes, if I am responding to someone else’s question, then the answer becomes the focus of my writing. If I just sit to write, I normally just write what ever comes and the Title will come somewhere durring the writing process. There are a few Poems where I wrote the title, stared at it for a few and then wrote the poem, but that would be a rare exception.

Anonymous asked: Are you female or male?

I am a man ” male sounds like an appropriation of sex amongst animals ” :-)

Rose: “Since it’s coming up. Can you write about Valentines day? Or something to that occasion?”

Response:

Valentines day, so what is it? For real?
Do we even know how it makes us feel?
Do you follow suite just as they say?
Or beat your own drum, your own way?
To me, nothing is worse than what is expected.
To bow to what others have erected.
Valentines day should be about Love
It’s a feeling of lightness; to fly like a dove
To forgive those around you who cause you pain
Not to search for Love in vain
Love is tricky and difficult to gage
It’s hard to understand at any age
So broad in nature yet sharp as a blade
It’s the stuff from which legends are made
To look into your eyes and see
A glimpse of the soul, happy and free
It is a rare thing it’s true
For love is not found, it finds you
It defines you, refines you until you grow old
It is the core of our being, the essence of our soul
Whether we like or love it is always same
The passions that drive us can never be tamed
If Love finds you may it never leave
For the rest of your life shall you grieve
And for now I leave you in time
For you to find your true love….your Valentine

- Acerbus Amor

Acerbus: “Ask me anything at all, I will write and respond on the fly.”

Rose: “For example? :)”

Response:

Don’t worry I do not wear a mask
I’m simple and honest and truly enjoy
Writing things for people, not to annoy
Ask me your name and how it sounds too
Or the impact you have on those around you
I write from the heart and things just flow
Some don’t understand and just go
But you my dear Rose I fear shall stay
You are intrigued and wish me to say
Prey tell, from where do you abide
I shall wait eagerly and listen in stride
Ask me a question and I shall make offers
In poetic response from my lengthy coffers.
I hope you enjoy and do not take heed
For it is through my writing I am freed

- Acerbus Amor

High above the mountains where the air grows cold and Thin
A majestic beast afloat with his rider gaunt and slim
Eyes like molten embers and the rider’s smokey grey
Ragged robes and leather wings, hunting for their prey
Gliding through the sky with a skilled and artful grace
Striking fear in the hearts of men across the human race.
Some may see these creatures in folklore books or song
But confusing these with a dragons is ever so… so wrong
Dragons may be fierce-some creatures and the story’s say it’s true
But dragon riders, warriors all, were human just as you.
The beast known as Kragnokai, the largest of them all
with his mated rider, Morthok a warrior of Hades halls.
Although they are not evil, they are dangerous ever still
Being most formidable and posses an unwavering will
They hunt to end of time to catch the prey seek
Swooping down upon them with a deafening hollow shriek
Teeth and claws and a glowing sword, gliding through the sky
Fear the hunters, hunter for these foes shall never die

- Acerbus Amor