Brilliant colors wash over the sky
The wonder of it all brings out a sigh
Clouds bathed in the rich tones at dusk
Give way to a crimson, for some it's a must
The elegance of the sun sinking into the sea
Did God make all this especially for me?
The stars emerge through the deepened sky
And one by one they brighten ones eye
Moonbeams dance; sparkling upon the waves
This awesome sight, always brings out the raves
There is a joy in viewing this scene
To clarify the memory of what life means
As steady as the breeze that blows from the sea
I'll always cherish sunsets made special for me
As constant as the pounding of the surf
As sure as the green grass weaves on the turf
With the certainty that the sun will rise
Love will go on if seen with these eye
We build these walls for our protection
Then stack them high in all directions
So ridged do we make these stacks
To save our heart when love attacks
And when we slip and go stray
A twinkling eye takes bricks away
At first her softness and her smile
Break down your defenses for a while
Then comes a date, a good night kiss
A thousand bricks you'll never miss
Her soul gets in, she steals your heart
She then eats away at her favorite part
Your life will change, she's in now
You could live without her, but then how
Now there is no strategic plan
You just dream of holding her hand
The new program has just begun
Lucky you, you've found the one
Walls come down with no regret
She is your love, there is no threat
And just when things were going good
She says things aren't as they should
A soul is hurt, harsh words are spoke
You feel that love was just a joke
She's left you now there is no doubt
You should have kept the walls - don't pout
The walls are up and now your fine
Love's too hard to keep in mind
So stay behind your sturdy wall
Now no one can blame you if you fall
There comes a day when all a person can do is cry
Times when our world seems to be falling apart,
Breaking at all the seams, ending without reason...
Sometimes we've even prayed to die.
Times when we know there'll be no tomorrow...
Yet there it is just like planned... a tomorrow,
Then another and another... and still we live.
Through the deepest, blackest sorrow
We could never have imagined til now.
We grieve (as may be) for what was lost
Within the innocence and sense of wonder
The hope, we knew seems lost somehow
Our self worth, pride, smiles, vanity
For what was lost outside
The very sunlight turned cold and dark -
We found the reality of true sanity
Life is not fair, living hurts so wonderfully
Continually in the most unforseeable ways.
Tears will fall and hearts will break
For reasons that touch us exclusively
We survive, when we do, as we do, by
Becoming aware of ourselves and others
By giving what we can, as only we can,
Reaching past our own little world then cry
Through intolerable pain and impenetrable ilk
We find healing with the forgetfulness of time.
We learn to somehow dream again
Releasing anger, frustration, fears, and bilk
We find trust, faith, and trustability
Come to realize that we aren't alone afterall
We are only ourselves, each unique and individual
We're all special in ways and realize we are worthy
We are human with frailties tall
Born through pain by acts of love
Then continue dying from birth
Sharing our lives dreamers one and all.
Have you ever lived my life?
Spent one minute in my shoes?
Please just tell me....
Why do you judge me as you do?
Have you ever had your friend die?
Because of his favorite hobby?
Watched in silence another friend die,
From cancer, and never smoked a day?
Have you ever thought,
That life would be better if you were gone?
But tried to live it all the same,
As if nothing, nothing was wrong?
Have you ever seen someone die,
From being shot in a place far away
Ever had to treat young men
Forcing you to choose who lives that day?
Have you ever looked up at the stars,
Praying god will hear?
Please don't send us anymore
We are battle weary here
Ever tried to cut,
Any anguish that you had today?
The red blood stains,
Will never take any of the pain away
Have you ever gone hungry,
Knowing that nobody really cared?
And wishing you had the courage
To end it all right there?
So, do you think you've lived my life?
Spent one minute in my shoes?
If not, then maybe you should think.
Why you treat others as you do.
The treasure is love,
More precious than gold
This is a true love story,
More beautiful than anyone has ever told
Love is that sweet smile,
Gentle words of tenderness
It chases away all fears,
And heals your terrible loneliness
Two hearts that beat as one,
Repairing what past loves have left
All the doubts we felt inside,
Disappear with a lovers breath
Don't give your heart too freely,
Wait and see what is there
For true love will always be with you
If they really, really care
The gift of love, you give
Is the most cherished kind
Choose very carefully to whom you give it
Lost love is forever, and forever is a very long time.
A deserted roadway lined, with rocks and painful thorns
I ponder as I walk, along this lonely path
The others, so carefree and light, went on without me
Their road is smooth, and held no aftermath
They speak of times of pleasure, on their perfect blissful trail
Their path is straight, and holds no twists or turns
And me, I faced the many dangers, of the wilderness
Yet on this road, mistakes are how I learned
With all the minutes that go by, my world is born anew
Every day, the dawn, awakens the sun, to the dreary sky
And it's light, from above, will always shine through
I walk the path, chosen for me, I have no need to cry
But Id never live my life like those, whose path was dull
Like the arrow, theirs was straight and just points one way
On their road, they see ahead, what the future brings
And now, I could care less, what they have to say
For as they trod on the ground, I’m soaring on a wind
I let it take me, where it wants to go
Not held in those chains, a freedom flows within my veins
The life ahead of me, the life, I could not know
And if I chose to know, A different path is where I’d go
If the future’s what I want, A new road is where I’d jaunt
If I had not been strong, Would I have known where I belong?
Certainly not, for you see, this road belongs to me
I can’t believe, that when the day is done
You would let me walk into the sun
And away from you, until the end of time.
Forever and ever, never to be mine
Just a catch in the throat, a tear in the eye
Broken, hatched, and waving goodbye
Voices may struggle for the proper verse
Hoping for the best, expecting the worst.
But my soul speaks no language of man
I don’t think my heart even really can
Flying on the wings of a million birds.
In the end, it’s just the same old words
No one’s worth the tears you cry
And the one that is won’t even try
To hurt you, like you’ve been hurt before
Like me, walking through your door
I look in the mirror here's what I see
Me crying over my years stolen from me
I see eyes that are dark and filled with pain,
Confusion, loneliness, never to be loved again
I see a lost scared youth, having to grow up too fast
Eyes full of fear, disdain to all who were part of the past
I see a face that shows fear, eyes older than their time
Fear of failing, rejection, alone and far from the vine
A youth that wants love, someone to make it alright
Not alone in his thoughts throughout the dark night
I see a young fellow, with fears of rejection
A boy that opens his heart, just for affection
I look in the mirror to eyes full of regret
Tears show the sadness, pain and loneliness yet
These eyes belonged to me but now I see another face
One of courage and understanding taking over that space
A face full of kindness, sweetness, and love
A face of a friend, a confidant, but not from above
This face is inside me, known only to me
A face with no rejection, just a love given free
Thought miles divide us, and keep us apart
You'll always be in the mirror and deep in my heart
Giving me the strength needed to get thru the day
Always near, never never very far away
The face in the mirror I most times do see
The face in the mirror I know is just me
All have searched for the meaning of life
I believe the answer is inside us all
It is the things that pass by us everyday
Things we overlook in our rush to go our way.
It's the smile on someone's face
Slowing down to a better pace
The lullaby when we drifted off to sleep
The sunrise of a new day that can make me weep
The look of love in a person's eyes.
A look that always is such a surprise
The smell of a flower opening with dew
The touch from someone special, laughter from a child
The tears of someone in pain,
The sound of a hounds soulful howl
The meaning of life is what we make it
It will lead us where we take it
The effort we exert to make someone's day
Will help us more than they can repay
Only fools flaunt and braggadocio boast
It's best we show love when others need it most.
Make the most of each new day, and smile at the rising sun
Let all know how much you care, in meaning of life, you've won
Each day we cross
the bridges of uncertainty
never knowing what
we might meet when we get there,
but we cross them just the same
as life must go on.
The bridges of uncertainty
lie everywhere in our path
from our first steps in the morning
to our last steps at night.
We walk our lonely miles
never knowing what we might find
or what our life will bring.
Sometimes we find love and happiness,
sometimes its tragedy and misery
that befall us there.
Sometimes it is sunshine in the rain;
they are all there in life’s elusive game
on the other side of the bridges of uncertainty.
Across a scarlet sky there wings a butterfly,
he passes over a million heads,
a thousand lives fruitlessly lead.
Such a sight my eyes behold,
with no motive I am told.
Waters deep from rippling streams
glazed of gold by sunbeams.
What is such a seeming less trek,
the phantoms of the mind conjures,
are the images we see, ourselves,
or are we just microscopic cells.
Flowers on a thorny bush,
with beauty such as they inspire,
petals bright of scarlet flames,
bathed in the sun’s warm desire.
Here we stand some minute speck
near the greater door.
Something more than our mind can behold.
Our future somewhere inside is stored.
Where we go, and what we do,
are we mere puppets on a string,
under someone’s control.
White tipped mountain range,
peaks touch the sky,
there wings again the butterfly.
Does he hold the future,
is that why he crumbles to our touch?
Butterfly pray tell me,
the message that you hold,
where is my future sold.
Do wishes come true?
Do they transpire,
if so where can they be found?
You sit alone in your room;
your mind wanders
to the sound of a tune.
A tune that was a hit
so long ago when you were young.
You remember the first time you heard it,
and where you were at the time.
Suddenly a memory springs
from the back of your mind.
Coloured lights and dancing feet
move across your mind.
Your wish now is
bring back the time.
Bring back the days
you remember so well.
Days when there was
a new dance craze every week,
when groups played instruments
before the synthesiser was born,
when songs had lyrics
that everyone could sing
and a tune everyone could hum.
Bring back the teenage time
before the years flew away.
Now in reality I sit and smile,
wishfully thinking I could
bring back the time.
The sun is shining for me,
beyond the distant hills.
Where my love is waiting,
for my return.
The water is sweet to drink,
beyond the distant hills,
where a warm fire is waiting,
for my return.
The grass bends in the breeze,
beyond the distant hills.
Where my love’s heart yearns
for my return.
A candle lights a window,
beyond the distant hills.
Where someone keeps a watchful eye,
for my return.
Beyond the distant hills,
where no clouds gather,
and no storms darken the sky.
Beyond the distant hills,
bright eyes wait for my return.
Beyond the distant hills,
my dreams will come true,
and I promised myself one day I will get there.
Beyond the daylight reaches,
near the back roads of the mind.
Love lies waiting there
for some lucky person,
to pluck it from the air.
Memories of old loves
linger somewhere back there,
waiting to be rekindled,
like a dying candle flame.
Beyond the daylight reaches,
near the back roads of the mind.
The world’s great treasure
waits for someone to find.
The treasure of love,
one that will last forever.
The dream without ending,
all seek, but very few
ever get there to find.
A few will take the trouble,
and keep the desire warm
at the upper most of the mind.
Travelling down this dangerous road
that stretched out beyond the daylight reaches,
near the backs roads of the mind.
Seeking the ultimate prize,
they could ever hope to find.
Sometimes friends think
they’ve dragged you down,
when it isn’t that way at all.
As you talk to them on lonely nights,
they light a candle in your heart to show you the way.
That isn’t dragging you down,
but picking you up from the place to which you fell.
These friends mean so much to you
that you miss them when they are not there.
Their bond of friendship
is like the bond of marriage
that ties one another together
through thick and thin.
You feel sad when they think they’ve hurt you.
So, I’m telling you my friends
and the entire world to see.
There is nothing you can do
to ever hurt me the way you think you do.
There is only one way
you could ever hurt me
and that is saying a few simple words
like you don’t want to be
my friend anymore.
Have you ever felt the betrayal
from a string of broken promises?
You may not say anything,
but distrust breeds within
at any promise others make.
You become always wary
saying to yourself silently
it will never happen again.
It makes you lose trust
in all those around you,
colleagues at work
and even some close friends.
Sadly it is a fact of life,
something we all too often
take as common place,
but it is not
and only a few should be
tarred with that brush.
Standing on the beach at sunset
As the sun begins to disappear
Setting the horizon a fiery glow
We hold each others hand
Feel the salty freshness from the sea
Wafted over us by a cool evening breeze
Slowly we walk along the sands
Leaving the old world behind
Just you and me
Keeping an eye open
For any treasures
We might stumble across and find
The stillness of the twilight
As the sun sets in the west
The hiss of the gentle breaking waters
Arms around shoulders now
Getting closer to whisper in your ear
Because our beginning starts here
You said goodbye,
said that we would not see
each other again.
You said that love had departed,
a long, long time ago,
and now our world, was nothing but make-believe.
A routine fantasy,
for others to believe,
that we were happy.
So before the roses bloom again,
we are saying our goodbyes,
and discarding our fakes disguises,
we have worn so long.
If we move away,
no one will ever know
we are both starting over,
in worlds far apart.
So before the roses bloom again,
we will have found new love to start again.
There are times when life is hard.
There are times when life is easy.
There are even times when life is perfect,
but that only lasts a short time.
So long as there is life,
we should take the good with the bad
and enjoy every minute
that is given to us.
Life is too short,
a countable time in years.
Best we make the most of it,
before it goes away.
Trapped in a lonely forbidden world
Can someone just hold me, and tell me it’s going to be okay
That things will eventually work out
But things never do
Not for this all forlorn man
Everyday he play this happy role
Smile, laugh and be joyous
But no one knows that he is broken inside
He has all these walls around him
To protect him from
Pain?
Loneliness?
He is afraid
Afraid to break these walls down
Cause you might see
Him heart...Agonized
He is defeated by this world
Defeated by everything good supposedly out there
I am amazed at him strength every day
He has become so numb, to even feel or know anything
Other than hurt
Is it selfish of him to want to leave
Leave this world and maybe just maybe find a better place
A much better place than this trapped world
A world where he will belong
Can this be the death of all hopes for him
What happened to me
Trapped in a lonely forbidden world
We always have something
to be grateful for,
our family and friends
whom enrich our lives
with their words of kindness
and their deeds of unconditional love.
We may at times be low in spirit,
feel we cannot carry on,
but we are grateful for the person
who will put sunshine in our lives.
Raise our sprits with their words
and plant a smile on our face.
Being grateful comes with no obligations
except to treat another
in a similar way.
Give them a lift in their lives,
plant a smile on their face,
then we will be grateful for
the good that we can do.
We should never turn away
that little cry for help,
but be grateful that they came to us
to help them through their crisis.
Hoping one day,
they might do the same for us.
In silence, you can hear
the scratching of a pen across paper.
In silence, you can hear
the rhythmic sound
of your heart beating
telling you you are alive.
In silence, you can hear
the screech of a demon call.
In silence, you can hear
the murmur of a baby
just moments before
they begin to awake.
In silence, you can hear
your memories calling.
In silence, you are transported
back in your life
into days long gone by
under sun-drenched skies.
In silence, you can hear
your voice of loneliness.
In silence, you are there
within the confines
of your inner self
and forever alone in silence.
