The pain,
Oh the pain of death,
Which trickles into souls~
Where dusty worlds
lie yet undiscovered,
Where man and boy
rock in each other's arms,
becoming one in grief~
Where life and death
Become blatent reality
And all else fades
in worth and value~
Where the observer looks on
in confusion
and in disillusionment
searching to uncover the same
vision of reality,
but refusing to visit
those same dusty worlds
of unwanted pain
which unlock the eyes
and reveal reality
as it truly is.
~Joie Versaer Dantia (February 2010)
writings and poems of Joie Versaer Dantia
Hello, Dear Readers. If you happen upon my blog with the hopes of finding an earth-shattering poet or writer, you have come to the wrong place. I am none such person. However, I will attempt to give you a snap shot of my heart and soul, as it occasionally pours out with inkblots and scribbles. I wish to remain anonymous, as hearts and souls tend to be much more appealing without a name attached. However, if you must needs have a pen name, you may attribute these thoughts and poems to the name Joie Versaer Dantia which means "the abundant overflowing of joy and fresh air." And although, my heart (and therefore my writings) does not always reflect an abundance of joy; my soul, on the other hand, does, and will always remind my heart to breathe in as much joy and fresh air as is humanly possible.
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