all complaints listened to
yet I am happy
a mournful smile
every laugh out ways the sorrow
I regret nothing in our past
even the anger
for it let us grow
form the weed in a sidewalk crack
to a garden blooming with life
a love without bounds of preconceptions
a segment of my soul incarnate
A Poet Never Sleeps
One day you will be faced with the impossible. When you become afraid, become inspired.
30 April 2013
To My Ramblings
thousands read my words
my heart revealed
terrifying
but I take a comfort in it
nothing is hidden
completely honest with myself
if only the ones written about
knew this exsisted
what would be different
a lot I hope
new respects and emotions
a different esteem
my heart grows weak
thank you for listening
my heart revealed
terrifying
but I take a comfort in it
nothing is hidden
completely honest with myself
if only the ones written about
knew this exsisted
what would be different
a lot I hope
new respects and emotions
a different esteem
my heart grows weak
thank you for listening
I Will For Now
perhaps the picture has been filled
for now anger bubbles up
on and off this school year
yes many things have changed
since that first day of science
but maybe not for the best
a bitter confrontation is not on my to do
is it necessary?
perhaps it is because I think of it
I don't want to lose you
but this hurts
I want to hide it
for now anger bubbles up
on and off this school year
yes many things have changed
since that first day of science
but maybe not for the best
a bitter confrontation is not on my to do
is it necessary?
perhaps it is because I think of it
I don't want to lose you
but this hurts
I want to hide it
Goodbye
a fortnight comes to close
on our imperfect masterpiece
no surprise or regrets in its embrace
a dance, a movie and a drink
all that stands to tell
of the few moments spent
to close and fast to last
this is the reason you gave
justified in its reason
a dull sort of loss
edging away at my emotions
friendly conversation and advice, a lie
a future I can not see
how am I to plan?
I miss it all
on our imperfect masterpiece
no surprise or regrets in its embrace
a dance, a movie and a drink
all that stands to tell
of the few moments spent
to close and fast to last
this is the reason you gave
justified in its reason
a dull sort of loss
edging away at my emotions
friendly conversation and advice, a lie
a future I can not see
how am I to plan?
I miss it all
17 April 2013
But I Do Not
they say music reveals the soul
eyes a window inwards
can you carry the weight of the past
that you didn't know existed
I've pulled my self down
trying to stay strong
which battles am I going to fight
who can be the victor
what faith do I rest upon
with all these questions: facts
my actions dictated by morals
that grew from nowhere
my father is my light
a model to live by
presented by him
maybe he had a god
eyes a window inwards
can you carry the weight of the past
that you didn't know existed
I've pulled my self down
trying to stay strong
which battles am I going to fight
who can be the victor
what faith do I rest upon
with all these questions: facts
my actions dictated by morals
that grew from nowhere
my father is my light
a model to live by
presented by him
maybe he had a god
But Who Has the Box
an uneven division of labor
unfair to us all
to carry on in this fashion
calm waves kiss the beach
candle light softens the darkness
a piano hums in the background
let us spark, rekindle anew
standing in our words
silence foams within
in feelings, thoughts and moments
few interactions come to be
but the state stands strong
every thought and action inclines towards you
a match struck and off we go
evaporating this misty uncertainty
unfair to us all
to carry on in this fashion
calm waves kiss the beach
candle light softens the darkness
a piano hums in the background
let us spark, rekindle anew
standing in our words
silence foams within
in feelings, thoughts and moments
few interactions come to be
but the state stands strong
every thought and action inclines towards you
a match struck and off we go
evaporating this misty uncertainty
My Life Gone Ferrel
at the age of two I was tied to a pole
given food and left
waiting for them to return
countless horrors presented
no truth in sight
who was my family
now grown and broken
my baby girl tried to kill herself
disowned for the one I loved
hidden from daylight
limited by the moon
where is my peace
decades have pasted since then
others merely days
given food and left
waiting for them to return
countless horrors presented
no truth in sight
who was my family
now grown and broken
my baby girl tried to kill herself
disowned for the one I loved
hidden from daylight
limited by the moon
where is my peace
decades have pasted since then
others merely days
A Lover's Passion
it might not be a masterpiece
yet proudly I display
although rough around the edges
beauty in it I find
not written in stone
nor signed on certificate
a few curls along the paper's edge
is all there is to cherish
a great hall may not buzz
but under the breath mumbled
not an elaborate waltz
but a simple swing
a collar of grandeur, no
a simple glimmering drop
with joy I wear
yet proudly I display
although rough around the edges
beauty in it I find
not written in stone
nor signed on certificate
a few curls along the paper's edge
is all there is to cherish
a great hall may not buzz
but under the breath mumbled
not an elaborate waltz
but a simple swing
a collar of grandeur, no
a simple glimmering drop
with joy I wear
An Angel's Smile
A bitter cold sweeps in
Filling the valley with damp
clouds
Ice clings to every surface
A slippery gloss clouded by snow
A ray of sun peeks down
Not incredibly strong or bright
But when opportunity strikes
It graces my brow
Although its’ light is few and
far between
It is I it chooses to shine upon
I welcome its embraces
During the chances I am given
Sitting here in the cool darkness
Its’ memory warms me
As the Good One ( The One That Got Away)
An argument sprung between us
Yet no pain do I feel
Am I secure
Or simply don’t care
No pressure of expectations
A casual romance
Blossoming carelessly
Yet with great beauty
I accept your many flaws
And you the same for me
No excuses made
But understanding from within
Although I am the one to fit the
pattern
I hope to leave a mark
A true gem among the ashes
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