Somehow this time of the end
of this year that has passed
brings a lovely glory
to the hurdles soared
Cold temperatures and warm hugs
happy faces and welcoming arms
lights dancing at night
renewing future set sights
Remembering what is forgot
and holding people near
closer to your hearts
recovering lost starts
Taking in a deep sigh
Closing both divine eyes
and leaping into the newness
of the new year not in jest
Putting into words those favorable and sometimes unfathomable feelings...
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Warm Dream
So not difficult to imagine
The death of me slowly
Of yours truly
In the quiet dark and coldness
But the dreams they differ
In eccentric atrocities
Vivid with warm red
By what hand it bled
To wonder how close
The dream world it mimics
Us in our lives together
Mashed, torn tethers
Frayed at the edges
Of insides of my mind
Of heart strings held binding
With comfort attending
The death of me slowly
Of yours truly
In the quiet dark and coldness
But the dreams they differ
In eccentric atrocities
Vivid with warm red
By what hand it bled
To wonder how close
The dream world it mimics
Us in our lives together
Mashed, torn tethers
Frayed at the edges
Of insides of my mind
Of heart strings held binding
With comfort attending
Friday, December 4, 2009
Stoplight
It's just the way
it tears
me apart
the way you just
break my heart
It's no matter
what words can say
what actions are
out to play
Imagining futures
ecstatic possible
scenarios
toughen me
heart pieces
hoping
echoing the
words spell out
for me to soak in
except my armor
didn't save me
but kept me numb
Grew a second
skin
resentments win
possibly
complicated files
insides count
stock in soul-feeding
improving
not hindering
positivity in the
word of being
lovingly
it tears
me apart
the way you just
break my heart
It's no matter
what words can say
what actions are
out to play
Imagining futures
ecstatic possible
scenarios
toughen me
heart pieces
hoping
echoing the
words spell out
for me to soak in
except my armor
didn't save me
but kept me numb
Grew a second
skin
resentments win
possibly
complicated files
insides count
stock in soul-feeding
improving
not hindering
positivity in the
word of being
lovingly
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