Lost Innocence

Not one can tell us how it all starts, leaving us feeling like we have been torn apart, it gives us hope that there is a chance, then we forget the steps to life's great dance. Hoping to see our own way through to the one door that makes it all true. No rhyme or reason nor right or wrong, hearing echoes in our hearts for way too long. Yet it never fades even after it is gone, the passionate memories it leaves, lingers on. Losing the innocence of thinking everything is good, making others see just what they should. Finding more to others than we would ever believe, watching the tales, and lies that they weave........

Falling Shadows

Slowly, drops the ball, as the shadows continue to fall. A stark and solemn lonely cry, two hearts that are about to die. Of the lives once again lost, such an unimaginable cost. Souls left unraisable, because of eyes that were glazed. Their last chance is fleeting, as the reaper is retreating. The memories fading fast, all fallen from the past. Deep into the dark of night, never to see the light.......

Forever Lost

Two little girls, that walked away, never to come back from that fateful day. Their precious lives were taken, a bond forever lost, in the breaking. Frame by broken frame, it seemed such an endless shame. Days that continue to fly, is it a truth or just another lie? Weeks turned into months, still no one joins the hunt. Years have already gone by, still we want to know why.......

A Rose In Chains

Two lives have begun at hello with a rose at their hearts that they were so unwilling to ever let it part, yet at hello they have given their rose that they cherished for so long and now bear a rose that will never perish, for as long as they hold it close to their heart that is whole, their love's rose will glow brighter and so will their very soul......

Healing Heart

We all hope for a way to make all the pieces of a shattered life fit together. In the end, they never seem to fit the same or seem to fit at all. Still we try to clean up the mess that always gets left behind, and when we hit that wall, we find a way around it. We hide the pain, and hope that no one sees. The scars are always there to remind us of that moment when our lives changed, and we somehow became part of those pieces that never fit together quite the same. But deep down inside, we are who we are, and we find the strength within ourselves, and learn that the heart is a lot harder to heal than it seems.....

Hidden In The Darkness

The darkness seems to hide so much, we can never escape, that fatal touch. Losing our way while trailing the crowd, missing our exit as we kept our heads bowed. Fighting so hard to reach the end of the line, yet missing totally, the meaning of the crime. Trying to master, what it is they are thinking, stealing our thoughts without even blinking. Shaking others by what it is they do, breaking away is done by so few. Shadows that start to consume them, shoving them further out on a limb, pushing the envelope as far as it will go, wondering how it got quite this low. A void so deep, it can never be filled, walking away so it becomes sealed......

Chained Soul

After a while you learn the subtle difference between holding a hand and chaining a soul, you learn that love doesn't mean security, you begin to learn that kisses aren't contracts, and presents aren't promises, and you learn to accept defeat with your head up and your eyes open, with the grace of a woman, not the grief of a child, and you learn to build all your roads on today because tomorrow's ground is too uncertain and futures have a way of falling down in mid flight, after a while you learn that even sunshine burns if you get too much......

Free Moon

Have you ever stared at the sky during the day or night, wondering which has more meaning, which is the best for sight. The beginning of the day is beautiful at the dawn, but is hard on the eyes at noon, looks the same when it's gone as it did during the beginning, now the moon is up above
free from the sun's blinding light, free for sight to now love......

A Special Place

Open eyes, can tell so much more, Learning what, we have yet in store, A place where you are challenged to think, Before you even, have time to blink. All those thoughts inside your mind, Floating around, to show you the sign. An open mind, is all you will need, There you can plant, the knowledge seed. Our minds can take us, anywhere we want to go, Teach us anything we might want to know, As we walk the halls of our imagination, Never knowing, our final destination. Painting images as we go along, Making our minds forever strong. Pouring our hearts into what we create, Molding it together, into something great , Showing others what they must see, Reminding them, of what they are meant to be. A mind that is free, just floating in space, Taking us to, that one special place.............

Anchor

Anchoring ourselves to the places we go, Wondering if it is the end of the show. The words of hope were never spoken, To heal the battered, and the broken. In the absence of a dominant heart, No one seems, to know where to start. So I have a question, and I really need to know, Is this the world we live in, or just the place we go?.........

A Dream

Memories flash before you, like you're walking through a dream, Roads you have taken become an endless stream, Wounds that float around you, as if to say, We are here, and will always stay. Like those who have lifeless eyes, No matter how much they seem to try. Moments in time, we say we'll always cherish, Yet we look back, and they seem to perish........

A Moment

The clouds parted,and you saw the sun, but did you really miss all the fun, it took a moment before you realized that all your dream have materialized, yet what did they become, but an end to all your tears, words spoken can follow you through the years becoming the demons that we fight. We can never seem to get it quite right, we hold our heads high and wave goodbye, never learning the reason(s) for all the lies, we open our eyes and it was all gone it never really seemed to take that long. Did we let it pass or did it just let us go? Only in our hearts will we truly know........

Cherished Star

The bright star in the bluest sky
shows us warmth and our joy
deprived of such a sight. We instead
cherish its glory within the days
as the star sets unseen
by our eyes in the bluest sky
with the grass that is green
cherish the comfort of the star
for it brings us our light,
our season days
and brings our summer night...

Fire Tamer

Understanding that a flame does not care who you are, Or who it might have been that got left with a scar, Keeping their senses tuned to every alert, Finding all the ones that had got hurt. Knowing all the things that they must know, They cannot ever afford to go very slow. Holding their head up as they fight the flames, Grateful for the moment that it tames, Fighting once again a fire they never started, Sirens were wailing as the crowds slowly parted, Moving all their gear and putting it in place, To beat the fire, you must win the race. Hoping tomorrow that no one will call, Yet if they do, they intend to give their all.........

The Blink Of An Eye

Some vanished before the light did
then more of us would die.
How could we, civilians, have known
In the blink of an eye
A single weapon could kill us
And continue to kill
Anything on our graveyard
That civilians now fill.
Now other civilians will know
Of how we died that day
And will fear that kind of weapon
Unless destroyed someway.......

Reasons Unknown

We have died for reasons unknown
We thought the day okay
The atmosphere made it seem true
The one we saw every day
Yet there was this small plane overhead
And it dropped our tombstone
Too small it seemed to be for us
And for us to of known
When it hit our very world’s ground
Was when it glowed for us
And turned our world into a grave
And left it a dying mess..........

Darkness In The Light

Thousands becoming what they cannot stand, Just another voice lost throughout the land, Avoiding evil does not mean that it will avoid you, Opening your eyes to it all, can prove it to be true. Time always seems to make us a different person, Only to see the changes just seem to worsen, Inside the darkness a little light goes a long way, Hearing nothing above what they have to say. Looking for things that are sometimes easily seen, Vowing that tomorrow, they will come clean. Always turning any and everything around, Until it becomes what they want to be found........

A Story Unfolds

You must stand up to ever be heard, Yet everyone sits and never says a word. Maybe they had the best of intentions, Knowing what matters is what they don't mention. Hiding behind a story never told, Only because that is the power they hold. Waiting for others to start the ball rolling, Sometimes they help to keep it going. Not wanting to be angry anymore, Letting the words fall straight to the floor. No matter if they think that it may be right, They never want to help or join the fight. Usually there is one that becomes the voice, Sadly, it is never by their own choice. The first to bring it voice, is the one to pay the price, While everyone else makes no sacrifice.......

Serenade's Summer

Time passes and time goes onward, hard effort we cherish as time creates a serenade with sound never perish. Let us waltz onward through the time through the hardships it may bring as time plays it's serenade, and thus we dance and sing to the times we experience pausing at music's rest to cherish a time forgotten then music shows its ever best as past worries are forgotten, and times is much faster, and music's rest are nevermore during serenade's summer.......

A Song

Here they come walking to make another mess, Just where it will lead, is anyone's guess, One morning they find themselves wide-awake, Right in the middle of mistakes everyone makes, Every day the web gets more mangled, As all your friends lives become further tangled, It no longer matters who is right or wrong, We just want an end to this sad song.......

Falling

Everyone jokes and says that they don't care, Yet chances are they've already been there, Life is a journey for which there's an end, Where it takes us is to the place we begin, Pushing so hard to not see the fall, Stumbling around until we find that wall, So close to the edge we can feel the wind, Starting to think, Falling wouldn't be such a bad thing in the end, Searching so hard for an answer not there, Although finding it would not change our share......

All In the Die

Searching for that one solemn place, They never seem to be able to face, Believing tomorrow can be no worse, Yet once again they seem to be cursed. Word for word has made them see, They are just a shell of who they used to be, Fighting their way back from the dead, Hoping they remember what was said. Now they have to pay the price, For one bad roll, of the dice........

One Door Closes....Another Opens

The softest socks across my floor, the one i want to see when i know no more, the reason i breathe and who this is for, you are all of this and so much more, have i said too much? should i run for the shore? you make me better than what i was before........ That is what i wanted to say, yet i could think of so much more , but maybe i will save that just in case you walk out the door........

A Simple Rose

I held on to a rose throughout
my life. in search of you
I wrote some things in my pencil
erased parchment. no clue
as to what a poet should write.
do i make my words shine?
should i make it long or simple?
how to make it divine?
As I thought what to write one day
there you were with a rose.
and the thought was so simple that
i began to compose
On my parchment i wrote for you
the world has a lot of
words and phrases for you and me
and yet i chose this one word "love" Simple, perfect and divine it will always be......

A Heroes Oath

Owing nothing to the deeds they've done, Battles lost, count more than the ones they won,
Keeping their mouths shut and opening their eyes, That is how they became so very wise.
They always have the heart to know how to give, Do they have the wisdom, to know how to live?

Blind Rising

As the storm picks up speed, it feeds off the endless greed. The scream of thousands in my mind, clouding my judgment , leaving me blind. Finally put down my pencil, and i start to rise, screaming words now fading, the storm slowly dies......

A Plea

Following your own lead is only a gift, through the rubble of life, you must constantly sift. A whisper of calm amidst a stormy sea, echoes of meaning inside a single plea........

Forever Linked

They who have loved together have been drawn close. They who have struggled together are forever linked. But they who have suffered together have known the most sacred bond of all........

My Melody

The sweetest song that is in my head, the very best part of me that i want everyone to see, the goose down comforter that is on my bed, but we will not tell anyone what i just said........