Darker/Lighter Side of love
Why
Why, why, why it's always why.
Can't something just be; just leave
it alone should replace why.
Enjoy it while you can. Never think
past square one. The futures what brings
things to it's bitter end.
They say
They say I seem distant: I am, I live
in the clouds, because the world offers
only the worse.
And it's because of you!
Judge mend
My judge mend has become clouded
and my days weary, since the day you
lied to me
My life eyes dull, my conversations silent
and my love lost.
My writing depressed: I once asked why
God always gives us what we need most.
Now I ask no more.
I just lie and say ”everything is as it should be”
but it's not. It's lost!
Dreams
A dream is everlasting:
for it shows us what we want.
Nightmares are everlasting:
for it shows us the worse .
But I dream a mixture,
everyday:
for I dream of you.
Your what I want
and yet there's no hope
when I think of
you.
Animal Rights
Why we wake is,
why we sleep.
Why we care is,
why we don't.
We don't care,
we wake,
we sleep.
These are the animal
rights. But where not:
animals don't love.
This is what makes us
human.
This is what we life for everyday:
to love and be
loved.
Seasons (Original)
Seasons come and go,
your tastes chance,
your life chances.
But I'm everlasting,
I never come and go,
my likes and dislikes
are as they are, and
my life never chances.
Yet still you abuse. My faint hart,
My faint Hart can't stand this anymore.
Yet I stay,
devoted to you,
I wake and fall asleep
thinking of you.
But still your love stays unfair.
I held her
I held her till she slept,
I held her while she slept,
I love her more than a mother
can love her own child.
She slept in my arms,
till my phone rang,
she woke lost in the land,
of dreams.
She slipped back to her position,
gave her a little kiss,
lay-ed there watching,
the movie.
I left late,
but I wish I never did
I wish I could stay,
I felt so very much loved.
The touch
The touch of her skin,
as soft as a snow flake.
Holding her,
running my fingers,
all over her back,
enjoying every moment,
tougher as long as time
would let.
Writing
I write about you in the form,
of poems. Yes I know
it's nothing like,
the greats
But still I write,
to tell you what you mean,
how much I love and care for you,
and how leaving you everyday hurts more
than physical pain;
more than you would know,
but tomorrow I shall see you again.
And my life will have,
the form of a love poem.
Seasons
Seasons come and go,
your tastes chance,
your life chances.
But I'm everlasting,
I never come and go,
my likes and dislikes
are as they are, and
my life never chances.
So this I promise:
I'll always be there,
I'll always care,
and forever I shall
love you.
Mind
Why is it,
that you can't,
move on to higher,
ground.
Why are we here,
and not there.
Why is point b,
so far away.
Friends,
but something more,
a couple,
but something less.
Awake,
but asleep.
Asleep,
but awake.
Dreaming of more,
and no more than that.