Love: Pursue It


The best things are often times the simplest things. Love can often be a simple thing but is often complicated by human perceptions. A semantical argument about the essence of love could take an eternity but what comes immediately to the holder of love is the heavenly peace & higher feeling that is unique unto love. Love is a thing that is so easy to reach out for  & sometimes obtain but also very difficult to keep. So where does all of this leave us ? I’m not certain. However the journey toward love, the very pursuit of it I believe makes a person better in many ways. Thank you for reading my words. I humbly wish the best for you all.


Copyright Dec 2015
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Ocean Avalon

I splash in an ocean of thought
drowning in waves of consciousness
struggling for the raft of love
but it is thin & breaking away.

By Mikial Kenneth Millard
Copyright June 2015
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Brilliant red of a softness so true
Delicate delight of unbound clouds of heaven
Soothing sounds of angelic beings with not a care
Seeing beyond the veil into a face called love.

By Mikial Kenneth Millard
Copyright Feb 2015
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Magical Dream (Blank Verse)

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Glitter of a fairy eye
Twinkle like a brilliant wonder
Brilliance of a moment passed
Inner light received & humble

Riding on a lonely star
exploring all the worlds I pass
colors of the shooting stars
Racing where I reach to grab

Rising castle with princess bound
awaiting a kiss of brilliance laid
upon the lips of fate is sealed
a happy ending that we crave

The town and people celebrate
they dance & twirl & eat the cake
The music plays our favorite songs
As colorful fireworks burst and spray.

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By Mikial Kenneth Millard
Copyright 2015
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FINALITY (Free Verse) Poem 3 of 3

Black drops of rain during a fiery sunset
Blazing heat scorching the drenched earth
A final tango at the extinguishing of the Sun
Eternal darkness to come between our bodies

We embrace with tears in our eyes, fire in our hearts
Let us shout together like the wolves of the night to show the universe we exist
An end of all, the death of our world, untimely but self fulfilling
and yet we together attempt to live forever in the heat of sensuality

Hold me tight as we watch the moon shatter crashing into a land beyond the horizon
Let us squeeze tighter as we watch Mercury caress Venus in chaotic love
Forgetting where living ends and death begins lost in bliss of oneness
Ending with living

Together we will conceive a child of consciousness,
Giving birth to a mind beyond life
Soul beyond light, body beyond the physical
The light of Passion living in the darkness of materials ending.

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**The last of the 3 poem series for October. Poem 1.Bury me 2.Fabric of the void 3.Finality I hope you enjoyed this series. A new series will be released in the next few weeks. Thank you to you all, you have my greatest respect and gratitude. -Mikial Kenneth Millard

By Mikial Kenneth Millard
Copyright Oct 2014
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Fingers moving apart into frigid nothingness
Stars crashing together but their explosions do not warm us
Liquid arms embracing fiery hearts
Lips of fuel burning into oblivions darkness

Sweet death to bitter lips
A finality in volcanic touch
Almost remembering living

**The second of a three poem series.
By Mikial Kenneth Millard
Copyright October 2014
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Bury Me (Quatrain)

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Poisoned lips of fury
Attack my nature with raging winds of sensuality
Deep within burning flesh of dark bliss we are buried
Enclosed by landslides of colliding flesh & finality

**This is the first of a three part series of poems & pictures.
By Mikial Kenneth Millard
Copyright Oct 2014
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Swishing build up of cold pressure
Against the splintering wood of our weak hearts
Fragility informal avoidance of issues yet uncovered
When like a secret bubble our hearts burst releasing waves of liquid hurt

The fire extinguished by our cold fluid
We touch briefly, trying to believe the fire would reignite
We knew each other as one in bliss but drowned in the deep waters of pain
Together we danced but our tears were hidden by the rain of a heavenly river

Emptiness was our home as we splashed into the blue abyss
Words of fire left our lips scorching the Earth on which we once stood
Nothing was left in the wake of our devastation, your quivering lips
Upon which I once would plant a kiss are now filling my lungs to burst

Slowly I float down into the trench
The deepest depth of obscurity
Tears cannot be seen under the ocean
An ocean where names do not exist

We will not survive the bursting of this reservoir.

Mikial Kenneth Millard
Copyright AUG 2014
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Liquid fingertips pouring from her icy arms
Burning cold touch reaching to keep us from harm
Snowy waves of hair sparkling in the frigid star light
The coldest embrace of a hypothermic heart shaped charm
Pieces of her floating avalanche around me swarm

Slowly I give in to her icy will to protect
Death creeps into my veins as an icy neglect
Here love and death are one
I am one step toward her love but numbed by the icy steps
Frozen before I reach her locked away like a trinket within an Icy chest

This continent of ice
Begins to shatter into tears
One for our lost love and many for our fears
These hearts of Ice

Let warmth not come between us
If you are ice then I shall be as well
With you I must stay even in a blizzard like hell
I would sacrifice warmth for ice even if love is frozen within us.

By Mikial Kenneth Millard
Copyright July 2014
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Angel On The Beach Acrylic Print By Mikial Millard

It is not that true love conquers all mountains, the reality is that when a true love is present no mountain exists. – Mikial Kenneth Millard

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