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The Voice In The Darkness
Once I heard ancient echoes
ringing so clear through the air,
Heaven and earth trembled,
I saw though the darkness there.
Pairs of eyes glowed, twinkled
piercing my heart, earthly soul;
a voice came deep, lowly,
spoke only once, then no more.
In that time I heard it,
understood all it could tell,
knew then, will forever,
from the voice where darkness dwells.
Ode To Her
Lost in the fire
of her deep hazel eyes,
fountains of her heart,
pools of her affection.
To swim in depths of her,
dreams without end,
lost in her tender scent
and to kiss her very soul.
In peace and silence,
always intertwined,
never shall separate,
but to dwell with her in forever.
"Writing is my passion and I enjoy trying my hand at its varying forms. Aside from poetry, my work includes fiction and journalistic articles. My work has been published before many times, most notably in the Budapest Sun newspaper. I am a University of London graduate and work as a market risk professional in the banking industry but also on the management-team of internet-based writing communities, where I am also an active contributor."
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