Rain Drops of Your Tears

The kingdom falls to injustice there are no freedoms today,

We had hope the voices never heard hold your heart.

Upon the death the mankind walls broken a new war.

 

Seconds to midnight never to be grasped late this day,

No truth, sharing the wavelengths that bring peace.

Crawling on the floor to find strength to stand to inhumanity.

 

Lost but for the angel’s guidance that is faithful to our minds,

What is your name that is spoken to nothingness this oblivion.

Comprehension gathers the rain drops of your tears.

 

Through the daze you held my hand drowning again I am not the one,

Death passed by that day who I know too well my friends.

At my side a caring soul growing wings for peace for man.

 

Climb away from desolation nature claims everyone we all,

organic symphonies drifting time we lost to misunderstanding.

Time upon time to ask forgiveness we are not the generation.

 

Find your mind hold fast your inspiration be kindness to yourself,

We are movable motions in time and space give permission.

We all can be peace we all can be closer to our dreams.

 

 

© Nicolás Leas-Celyn MMXIX Progressive Poetry, Fragmented

Worlds End

This soft voice calling from my heart I know you where are you,

Lost in vivid daydreams of unreality can I hold you for a moment.

Lost sounds creeping through feelings I am with you now.

 

Sharpness we forget these passing though light grounded,

Wish to dance be with the freedom of innocence we lost,

Do not succumb to darkness objections in surreal worlds.

 

Seeing you on clear lake flying your outer never this mind,

We could have conquered hearts for revelations lost.

I call to you for love the mind escapes with you now.

 

Is this called love I do not know you being sacrificed tonight,

Universe heal you hold fast the lost days in sleep different worlds.

History fails to give lessons we are human at this worlds end.

 

Planet destroyers each and every one choked on self-indulgence,

This story will pass on no paper as it burns the mind of the forgotten.

Fractures of the heart we do not cry for our children you have sold.

 

We never know I know edge of death more than once I give forgiveness,

Can we find meadowlands of freedom these gardens will grow light.

Eternity purifies on horizons this event, passing our way on moonlight.

 

Calling on the masters no elite no chasing fantasy fallen oak leaves,

A bed of dreams on that you do not sleep God calls you now,

We are special of the clans pay no mind to expedience of time.

 

We cannot stop the motion this time is to see the philosophy,

We can shed tears of ourselves where are you stop the self-destruction.

Motions of nations synchronisation will never hold brave people.

We have no rights to rise this our time to recognise our love.

 

Wishing on stars for reasons of mankind everything suddenly insecure,

You are my people we wish to wake but then again you are,

Words spoken unravel to butterfly wings actions now are we together.

 

© Nicolás Leas-Celyn MMXIX Progressive Poetry, Fragmented

Rain Gives Life

On-Wings-Of-Angels

Futility crossed the pathways of man do not despair now,

Empires built will be forgotten to the lost souls.

A lie we are knowledge forth to new worlds.

 

Never to be mistaken these words ravel begging you to see,

Let’s walk this moonlight once more we are the truth no more.

We are love contaminated in our hearts I feel you.

 

There is always hope this new day be grateful we are alive,

Stop cast away fear angels are here for you this rain gives life.

Life comes to you your spirit is free witness yourself of love.

 

Cast away doubt sparing light this summer mornings life,

Troubles testing times we die every nightfall with peace.

Summer flowers we are, and we are here today.

 

Planets arise in your name pathways inconsequence,

The greater escape we are no more than dust in the wind.

You will never be lost again hold your hands to the skies.

 

Many millennia we come together this time is not lost,

Fields folding raise your crops across these meadows.

Celyn of truth victorious people we can say.

 

Missing fractions of humanity we die a little from this time,

Healing wounds you are beautiful we are existence.

Heal they self, passing by to say welcome to the new world.

On Wings of Angels 

© Nicolás Leas-Celyn MMXIX Progressive Poetry, Fragmented

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

Turmoil Inner Chaos

Passing of the honour my respect to you my good people,
Calling from the welsh hills angels of forgiveness as the water flows.
Drink for the memory of the fallen as we depart separation of worlds.

Let us pass our forgiveness with peace be with you in gratitude,
I need you to share your love this day we can achieve greatness.
Forgive the unexplained come close to God now we are nature with.

No more tears to cry I wish for you we conquer our own hearts believe,
We turn endless glory in your eyes of the spacial universe open the belief.
As we repeat the words of the few in comprehension we are not fools.

Can we today we are comprehensible I live because of you today,
It rains across these lands to give life this is unison between us.
Falling stars light the way to true wishes not to be worshipped.

Ancestors we are family can you not see the falling skies,
We gather a new day from oblivion as we are broken every day.
We awake to see sunlight this event is ours to praise.

Love is no word to describe healing powers you are,
Chasing dreams like we are children as we are the revolution.
Severn year passed us by we are a new fifty-one orbits now.

Grasping our elegance to forward peace can we achieve praise,
Severed encased this problematic journey to the soul you are.
As always ask for help it is given through channels of light.

 

© Nicholas Leslie MMXIX Progressive Poetry, Fragmented

Stolen

Calling this day never ending nightmares comprehend nothing,

Slowly moving towards desperation is this art can we love.

Never be alone you are never alone cutting this flesh.

 

There is no conclusion we become the light in the night sky,

Humanity is soulless can we achieve light before death.

Echoes in the dark become with wings this freedom now.

 

Movements toward knowledge I have been stolen my mind as yours,

Where are we on roads in steel carriages to the unknown,

Open your mind to the landscape before mankind feel free.

 

We live in beauty the stars in your eyes tonight we are tomorrow,

On the edge of insanity everything is clear never forget your lesson.

Life changes in moments of tragedy we are disaster open now.

 

Living with our loss fractions of memory’s upon angels’ wings,

God is our nature do not forget the future for offspring.

To many times compulsion never to be free can we see.

 

Touch my love for you I hold you dear can we fly these hemispheres,

Lost you to time we live history cast away your demons hold fast.

Take my hand again under summer sun we complete this orbit.

 

Is this the final time around the sun can we still be in desire now,

Understand the end of life is the beginning take solace now.

Our life is now, and beauty surrounds us we can be free.

 

© Nicholas Leslie MMXVIII Open…

Untold Questions

You in this time under this night protection folded,
Losing the fear that is cast from the lost in the shadows.
Why do we die taken from this wounded body and mind.

Conquest falling to the shores of hope neither none today,
Moments infinity calls cleansing Earth that is Firestone.
The beginning was mentioned lighting the skies.

Cast away your demons’ children live and love,
Every nightfall is the last awake praise the new day.
Walk this new land beckon the summer days.

End this unkindness from different worlds gather clans,
Still today bringers of war have the influence of man,
Strike down evil does this not bring evil untold questions.

Where do we go the end of mankind is near of events,
No quick death bleeding out the saints do we love.
Extinction is our fact do you not know we are this.

Folding light into darkness are you there tell me,
You are the light you are my light we are light,
Stop the suffering open the hearts of peace.

Walked many paths to endless nowhere this life,
Heralds come forth forgiveness we seek this passing.
As we run with the wolfs our dreams are reality.

 

 

© Nicholas Leslie MMXIX Progressive Poetry, Fragmented,

Dedicated to Keith Flint

Forgiveness

I do not know you any more this life is passing by us all this day,

Twisted fates there is no reason as you lie darkness befalls you.

Hallucinations’ these dreams that capture unity never more.

 

The heart you gave broken away from these confusions tonight,

I alone hold this light taken nevermore from the souls.

Heaven upon this cross this lesson given I bleed words.

 

I hear the gentle soft breeze of summer through windows of sleep,

Counting the birds that fly by the window in the skies of closed rooms.

Protection has lost control broken wings again this plain sweetness.

 

I die the pain in slow death to God I will ask for forgiveness that day,

Wishing great fortunes on the awakening to evade the confusion,

Can you equate fallen ones following blue light microwaves.

 

Compassion never fought numbers in the lines of the dead now,

Where is the conclusion to the words unjustifiably avoided.

Back to this spring day this joy to see nature of what we are.

 

We cross dimensions in sleep cast away your fears on this plain,

The hawk gathers the skies the owl gatherers the younglings.

Open to language these days gather the Celts of truth.

 

We are seers of fortunes that are gathering in this death we are hopeful,

Self-destruction this path screaming out for the lost who never hear.

The Sun will shine to other hemispheres time mortals can you read.

 

Farther than beyond infinity the dark energy grows can you accept this,

We do not see the darkness of night times will pass to this,

Communication in waves they are calling this is history.

We can see for now but for a glimpse of completion.

 

Spare this moment for lives lost for causes forgotten wars,

This is conflict of the mind we are lost can I help.

This comes back to the soul of love.

 

© Nicholas Leslie MMXIX Progressive Poetry, Fragmented

Cailleach-oidhche cailleach mhór

Under this moon light seeking freedom be good to yourself,

Can we capture this moment for peace end the sorrow.

Answers falling from mountains of fire take this chance.

 

Tailspins of the Owls that cry for your souls in destruction,

Is this life talk tomorrow this is no light of a dream tonight.

Cried out evaporated to the stars in the sky.

 

This is spinning infinity we have no end there is no cycle of time,

Deputation this mission to set you pain free this is love.

Do not lie to me any-more fractions in this truth of feelings.

 

Steady the apocalyptic horses come ride this destiny cometh,

Nations fall stand from century’s demons cast them to the ground.

This is the time cailleach-oidhche cailleach mhór.

 

We hear the sound ripple silently through nations of the lost,

This new breed casting shadows on history come to the cross.

We are light in the blackness no vision no truth I see you.

 

We fall decayed loveless hearts that rip your mind open,

Come heal with me softly through summer rivers to the sea.

I will not survive this body the fear of the dark void is real.

 

Can we help these lost souls to peace where are the answers,

Reality there are no moments that are lost oceans calling.

Tame thoughts no harm to you lets find happiness you are the one.

I soon will be ashes.

 

© Nicholas Leslie MMXIX Progressive Poetry, Fragmented