Friday, January 11, 2008

Sugar In The Sea


And they too were lifted up
As the promise always said

And the labels that belonged

Are laid to rest and gone
And what happened in the glistening

Was the gentle sweet relief

Now brilliant tiny stars

On the gentle midnight reef

And thoughts and remembrances

Like fire all a glow

Now imprints for our hearts to hold

Of them that had to go

No solitude or singleness

No searching for the calm
No tears and labors emptiness

No hatred to disarm

Desire and all restlessness

Now sugar in the sea

And so, my friend, we wait behind

Till we can be so free

Life's Little Moments


The tiny grip of an infant's hand,

The smile on their face the first time they stand.

The joy on your face for the first laugh they make,

The pride you feel for the wobbly steps they take.

The first tear they shed over a skinned-up knee,

For all the things your there to see.

The happiness a smile can bring,

When a bedtime story is a necessary thing.

And when their teens and yell at anything you do,

Your grateful for the occasional I love you.

The joyful day she walks down the isle,

And all you can do is stand there and smile.

Now your little girl is a mother too,

And finally understands what you went through.

The cycle continues, never ending,

And you played your part with love and understanding.

Living yestersdays past


Look at how the years go by so fast.
Time sneaks by wearing youth’s mask.
Seems like just yesterday I was a boy,
with dreams and schemes I knew would last.
Funny how dreams fade,
when into life’s sea they are cast,
and a boy with golden tomorrows
is soon a man living yesterdays past.


So many faces in and out of my life.
How quickly they come and they go.
Someone who once so close to me,
is now a stranger I don't even know.
An endless sea of faces, of lover, friend and foe.
Who upon you leave scars and traces
in ways only you can know.


So my life carries on.
The plot grows weary, the play much too long.
Tasting the tears of wasted years a life gone wrong.
Living in a world of concrete and steel,
people devoid of emotion who can no longer feel.
Life carries on, even after the dream has gone.
Until the soul meets the vision
of the dreams gone so wrong.

Thursday, January 10, 2008

If I cried a tear



If I cried a tear from my broken heart,
a lonely tear for a world fallen apart.

Would you ease my pain and my misery,
would you care and comfort me ?

If I cried atear of painful sorrow, If
I lost all hope for a new tomorrow.
Would
you dry my tear's and ease my pain,
Would you make me smile once again ?


If I cried a tear from within my soul,
The flame turned dark and icy cold.
Would you relight the embers deep inside,
would you dry the tear I have cried ?

If I cried a tear full of pain & misery,
A
tear so dark like the flame inside of me.
would you chase away the gray clouds & the rain,
would you bring back my beautiful rainbows again?


If I cried a tear of nothing...
it just ran down my face.

A tear longing for a warm, gentle embrace.
would you be there in my time of need,would you...
I beg?
I plead?

Journey of Addiction


The hours pass quickly until days turn into months and months become years,
Until there is too much wasted time and too many things that haven't been said.
The silence speaks volumes
As memories flicker ever so briefly-
slowly fading into a past that I can hardly remember.
Pictures become ancient-
from a time that no longer exists and perhaps never did.
Stories sound fictitious-
as if from a childhood someone else experienced.
The truth shouts bitterly in the back of my head-
as venom rolls heartily in the pit of my stomach.
The past is no more-
joy will not travel from that path again.
The divergent road has rounded the bend
far from sight-
to a dark destination.
I fear your journey has taken you deeper into the wooded trail-
beyond the chance of a safe return.
I call out to you-
but the noise is so loud that you can not hear-
the crowd so thick you do not care.
My time is done-
I must move on alone
Leaving you to thrive on empty promises and smoke screened dreams.
Your present and future are becoming your past-
I long for you to find your way home
Where you are honored, protected and loved as you once have been before.
Safe, unharmed and unafraid of your fate.
The seconds pass slowly
until minutes turn into hours
and hours become your lifetime.
Until there is no more
and it is too late to recover that which has been lost.
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