this is a collection of my poems that i've decided to put together as a story.Most are reposts that i've made so ohh well story of life the story of my life born out of death blessed by god rejected as an equal heard without knowledge lost in heart ache found by aquintences remembered out of guilt left alone ... forgotten we'll see sitting there but nowhere in sight invisible to the world around we'll see, we'll see he says coming and going within a blink assuring his sons he'll be back we'll see, we'll see he says I ponder what might be hoping in anticipation by the door we'll see, we'll see he says grown out into the world he asks if I'm to busy we'll see, we'll see just missed it so close yet so far always one step back trailing behind to cover the rear i'm out of range now far enough to know what lies ahead can't fix the past the future unknown Alone, being pulled along by the current of life with no help to catch up out of reach by my finger tips I just missed it Night Souls Here we are again drenched by the rain drenched in each other Our souls bound to each other by the moonlight's vast radiance we dance like wild naked children only living for one not there own as dawn breaks so does the lasting of there existence until the next lunar presents it's self over the hill and with it comes the hope of a new night that will last forever Dream of Death Riding in a car talking to a friend the road ahead has a bend in it that leads to nowhere I stop for some gas when I comeback I backup not able to stop alas falling off a cliff I turn to her and laugh I say I love you She loves me looking back toward my dying there lies two gravestones each with death standing by I close my eyes and awake a new lifting up the cliff I see a river in the distance giving me hope for a few turning my head forward almost into the light seeing her losing sight I wake up. Nothing Dark void filling with pain over the brain, weeping down my face sliding it off onto my battered ego hurting with every touch every sense it seems to much to bare witness against myself Lying on the floor stunned in shock as my mind wanders feelings not numb beyond repair, wallowing in despair nothing left in me I let go to the world unknown. the path As I awake from my slumber looking around to center myself. Opening my door to breath the morning air. Strolling down the road out of town a sign to the left saying "the path to light." How could I resist such a obscure quote? Widening my eyes seeing nothing ahead. A breeze of mist fills the air that settles on the path telling me to carry on with the great journey. Decisions, Decisions People moving on, i'm left behind. Wondering should I go or stay. Should I be scared or should I be brave? in a world it seems to pick sides, all I want to do is just get high. whats wrong with me or is it the world? hard to know what to do, perception is truth or is it a lie? being lost is one of the worst feelings, until you die. The great Journey The great journey lies ahead farther than anyone could grasp Beyond Time, Beyond space Beyond, love, Beyond disgrace Where does it end When does it end why does it end Who ends it What is the end will it come as a friend or foe is it going to be High or low so many questions to be thought and each one has it own tree of light moving through this path of smoke over the mounds of fungi around the heiron valley south of the caicon Mountains just shy of Lake ShomaDa lies a plain of green luscious fields of gold and purple with a crisp aroma coming from the center there lies a tree, the greatest tree of all the tree of light as high as the stars an inscription sits at the base saying welcome my children, enter without care and you shall know the greatest feeling one can bare. Coming home And she saids "Look to the west. Your home." As I turn a flash of light bends around a boulder piercing my eyes, blinding me, passing over me. Her arms draped around me in a loving embrace. In the distance, smoke flows down the path this plain of green, gold and purple fills my eyes. Kneeling down looking at a small growing plant I say to her "I am home."
We'll see Reminds me of the song "Cats in the cradle" Dream Of Death is powerful, different and insightful. The Path I like these the best out of this colection.
we'll see actually made me a little sad. It reminded me of the times I said "we'll see" to my son. I hate that society has us so friggen busy that we hardly have time for our families sometimes. In fact he asked if we could go out for ice-cream yeasteday, and I said "we'll see". But the bright side is, we did go out for ice-cream last night. So at least sometimes it doesn't automatically mean "NO".
It did with my dad. good guy but sometimes a bit absent minded. you'd be surprised at how 2 little words can mean so much. sometimes it's better to just say yes or no.
