Nekatu Poetry

Age proves not maturity,  nor faith prove innocence,  skin is nought but what we see,  true love gives all a chance.

To tell the world your secrets, to keep nothing inside, to give up all your regrets, to let your heart decide.

No matter what the distance, through all the pain we see, we fight on with persistence, to be all we can be.

If absence makes the heart grow fonder, the love I feel can be no wonder, for no matter where life takes my heart,…

I look towards the future with a growing sense of fear, a deep concern for what I know is ever drawing near, yet…

She sees the clouds of sorrow that are drifting through his mind, the secrets of a past that she was never meant to…

His eyes contain a world of hope, his words console her broken heart, his touch is all she needs to cope, his love…

Her love is in recession, her life all but complete, her soul beyond confession, her heart naught but deceit.

Sometimes we push the hand of fate, to force a change before it’s date, the end result may be the same, though different…

Explore the caverns of my heart, patrol the dungeons of my soul, locate the secrets of my art, reveal the demons I console.