

Goodbye Forever AgainGoodbye Forever AgainGoodbye Forever Again
What A funny thing time is, my love. I think its past me by. Where did you go? And what did you become? So much else than the one I knew.
I don't see you any more, You are nowhere to be found. How can I be where you say? In front of my eyes, you are? My senses dimmed - my memory sheared.
Reason is the grail for which I search, Inside I look - but still there is nothing. A soul you say? That's not my goal... That's another now , remember? Gambled away with frivolity - so much now I lost.
Imagine wha


Find A WayFind A WayFind A Way
If we awoke tomorrow and had no words left in the world, I'd find a way to say: "I Love You". If morning came and had no sun in the sky, I'd find a way to see the light in those eyes. If there wasn't a song, I'd still sing it. If there wasn't a fight, I'd still win it. For you, never doubt, I'd find a way.


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I've given myself a second chance -
Although they are but few. But that matters not much at all, The question is: "Will you?"


Five MinutesFive MinutesFive Minutes
Turn the clock back, just five minutes -
To that moment when our eyes met. Sat across the table - drinks in hand. Conversation had silenced - transcended speech.
In that pause, that recess of time and space, I should have said: "I Love You. You mean more to me than life itself -
A rare thing, you are, that makes me smile."
What next? No idea - I don't make plans -
You'd laugh; or smile; say something sweet. With that, the power to shape my being -
I see that path roll out before me.
Time would pass - you'd show me the wor


Hate me for loving youI'm sorry I fell in love with you For causing pain is the best thing I do I should have left when love came around But I found it's rarity too profoundHate me for loving you
I thought I could love and leave things be But I can't so here's my plea I'm sorry I let some feelings get in the way But I fell in love so what else can I say
I wish I could turn back the hands of time So I could stop this ongoing crime Now I'm left wishing for a fresh start Because it hurts to have a broken heart
Love screws up how and what you think And causes mood swings as often as you blink


Scared and in loveThere she is Oh my Can I handle it?Scared and in love
I don't know Maybe Not yet
I want to touch her, see her, feel her But I don't do it
Why? I'm scared And that's the end of all


YouMy dear now I know pain For sorrow is all I gain My love is strong My heart is weak Happiness and comfort are all I seekYou
You can give me that you know I know by the care and trust you show But please remember I trust you too All I want is this that you do
Everyday my mind wanders And ends up thinking of you I think I'm in love I may be in love I know I'm in love with you
Please don't be afraid Or avoid my gaze For I don't want to see you sad I'll help you along Just please stay strong And remember it's n


No.His eyes search mine for the hurt he knows is lurking behind them. But my soul is burning bright behind them, shielding my emotions. He follows me out into the rain as I spin my umbrella up and around. The rain giving away a lot more about me, than my dry eyes do. He reassures me with a warm gaze that goes deeper than anyone’s has before. My frozen heart warms up around the edges as he makes a promise. A promise that he may never, be able to keep. I offer my hand to him, to show him that everything was ok. His hand was warm, rough and enclosing, my hand tingles from the contact. With one lNo.
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The most beautiful thing we can experience is the mysterious.
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The most beautiful thing we can experience is the mysterious.
In terms of specifics I'm not too sure really. I have ideas and try to put them into words, and rely a great deal on metaphor - but neither of these factors really ensure something is, at its heart, ' poetic '. I suppose I am interested in whether the ideas I am penning come across effectively in the form I have chosen. I have been told before by some that some of what I write would be better presented in a prose or essay format, but I'm eager for other people's opinions.
Many Thanks!!
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"I thoroughly disapprove of duels. If a man should challenge me, I would take him kindly and forgivingly by the hand and lead him to a quiet place and kill him."
Mark Twain
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