CurveBall:

The water beating a repetition,
Pounding away on the Earth,
A peach lit up the night sky,
And a gigantic beauty was given birth,

The canyon playing protector,
The river following it's torn road,
A path was laid before my eyes,
One that'd lead to my abode,

My torturous walk great,
A never ending battle,
The evil rounding us all up,
Treating us like common cattle,

In my torturous path,
I found my solace atop a hill,
Staring across this majestic view,
And not moping alongside a window sill,

I took the breeze in,
My breath calming nerves,
I would walk my life tall,
No matter how it would curve.

The Answer:

The black leaves escaping,

The night swallowing the pearly stars,

The snow covering the meadow,

Bringing grief to the powerful czars,

As the night swallowed the lighted cars,

Pushing you unto the freezing horrid of a night,

The wind biting onto your thin pale skin,

Undoing your will of a great fight,

As you took in the cold beautiful sight,

You fought for a life undone,

One that could undo your pesky mistakes,

One that you thought you had won,

As your strength grew over a ton,

Your mind erased all that was chosen,

You fought that evil of a night,

You pushed the lion into it’s own den,

As the night became a nested hen,

You wondered how you’d be able to fly,

How you could bring upon the peace again,

When all you needed to do was try.

Just Beachy:

A faint sadness,

Sinks into your mind,

Terries and froes,

Awaking many of their kind,

A palm tree in the distance,

It calls forth it’s dominion,

The branches parting ways,

Appealing their own opinion,

The World crumbles at your feet,

Begging for a leader to come forth,

A weak mind came from the South,

Unknowingly beating the stronger North,

As I held the World in my hand,

South took the backseat,

Never once stepping out of line,

But quietly listening to it’s lovely beat.

Angel's Cathedral:

A scary bright lineup,
The best from one to nine,
All couldn't be condemned,
Yet none of them were mine,

The light beating the darkness,
The darkness into it's hallowy grave,
Yet it faltered mightily,
When it was me to save,

The truth on the scale,
The weight overpowering my soul,
Tearing my heart to pieces,
Ripping until it couldn't again be whole,

As the blood ran rapid across the floor,
My light was flickering nearby,
The darkness took me into it's shelter,
And making me wish that I'd die,

The light barely visible now,
My eyes deserting me one last time,
Yet I dare not give up,
Or ever end this fluid rhyme,

As the light faded,
Al decent things must come to an end,
But I never put forth,
And for that it didn't bend.

Melting Flame:

A white rain clouding the sight,
The knees shivering with delight,
As the toes played see-saw,
The slippery road greets the runner's paw,

The never ending rain tore into view,
It's lone mission a fatal mistake,
As it's time was definitely due,
And people begun to find their winter's rake,

As the knee's time came near,
It looked over towards it's peer,
Yet it never found it's comfort,
Although it had a last resort,

As the knee buckled under,
The toes froze for a thousand years,
But the basking sun was near,
And it rippled with quite a thunder,

The white rain subsided,
The sun still hiding from the cold,
You picked my weak knees up,
Although I had begun to fold,

The weary day drug me to the grave,
Yet never could throw me in,
Your empowering kindness lasting,
And burned me tirelessly within.

Measuring A Soul:

Inch by inch,
I begin to see her face,
That mysterious woman,
Who was alive in my dreaming base,

I felt my heart bend,
But never did break,
It turned into a muscly smile,
Which evil couldn't shake,

As I felt her straight brown hair,
Her eyes becoming to form,
Her face glowing with glee,
And in the cold my heart was warm,

As her skin was far away,
Her smile did not fade,
For our lives had finally began,
And which our happiness was made.

Midnight Dream:

As the calm dark night began,
It was perfection with you by my side,
We walked many miles in each other's soul,
Walked through many walls without a collide,

Our hearts as one,
Even when we had saw evil lurking,
It planned it's great conquer,
But we kept whistling while we were working,

As that evil caught up with us,
My love and I into mortal danger,
Evil poison was thrown into the deep dark sky,
But I never let one even touch her,

It bounced off my case,
It had missed many times,
Even my body was a great protective shield,
And even then he could not commit his crimes,

As he walked away displeased,
We walked away unscathed,
Our love still as one,
And of the evil we were bathed.

Warm Abode:

A world being torn down,
The sun burning the dried up grass,
The clouds unseen by the naked eye,
Destruction was it's only task,

The stars unlit in the night sky,
The moon unbearably grey,
The understood couldn't answer why,
Which left us all to wonder what to say,

Yet out of the rubble,
The torn beaten hint of a soul,
A life was saved for a purpose,
Someone for the meek to hold,

The light beaten down,
Yet still lighting the fairly lit room,
Holding up its only hope,
Bringing life to the lonely moon,

Day and night was gone,
But brought back anew from it's mess,
With your unwavering smile,
The faintest light wasn't vanquished by the deepest darkness.

Childish Heart:

A calm still heart,
Innocent as a newborn,
His eyes dancing through the sky,
The beauty overwhelming his tiny horn,

He saw what was invisible,
Unaware of the evil lurking by,
Taking each day as his last,
Gathering his wings to fly,

His love pure,
Unbroken by a sinner's heart,
His mind intact,
The evil failing to tear him apart,

As he walked the lonely streets,
With a smile plastered while eating his cotton candy,
We all had failed to see something,
That this world is full of beauty.

Final Say:

Your face elegant as the sunset sky,

Your voice alike those Spring birds,

Your smile uplifting for my lonely heart,

But I don’t get to heard too many words,

My body overpowered by your beauty,

My eyes dancing in the chilly air,

My smile spread across my face,

You’re beyond anyone I could compare,

A short while ago,

I was holding onto a faint hope,

Drifting from world to world,

Barely holding onto a dream I could cope,

But now I’ve seen the light,

That a beauty could formally exist,

I’ve longed for such a sight,

But now you’ll always be missed,

A day of charades shall occur,

Where life becomes it’s final goodbye,

But you’d know that you were loved,

That you needn’t to be shy,

My heart gives off a slow short beat,

On that awakes me of my sleep,

The Sheppard holds my hand,

Tending to His lonely sheep,

He sees my soul,

And gives me what I had needed,

That I’d receive a beautiful love,

That the evil could finally be defeated.

The Tidal Choice:

A tall lean man stood by the ocean,
Staring off into the deep blue sea,
In breaking His worried gaze,
Aware that it'd next be me,

The waves gained speed,
Faster and tougher as the seconds ticked by,
Aware of His hero's fate,
That soon He'd be consumed and die,

A tidal wave was approaching,
Gaining speed and height,
Taller and stronger than a sky scraper,
Was a fearfully majestic sight,

As He took the plunge,
The wave crashing against Him all day,
He took the only rough pounding,
Only to watch His saved son run away.

Yellow Barricade:

The tempest flames flare,
Scorching the day sky,
It's blue brother content,
Becoming it's only ally,

The jolly tan giants perched along side,
Guarding over it's fallen brothers,
Pleading for a renewing revival,
But could not get to the others,

The barricade stretched from an ear to the next,
Silent in it's own debate,
The armies climbing the sides,
Hiding inside those enormous crates,

The fence was finally torn,
Brought down with a wrath,
It was the ending of an era,
And it didn't disappoint with it's crash.

The White Sheep:

The grazing darkened sheep,
Laid calmly in the pasture,
Feeding on the dewy grass,
Walking over any other culture,

The white sheep was alone,
Different from the rest,
It wouldn't be the worst,
Yet far from the very best,

It'd walk aimlessly throughout the meadow,
Following the others as they go,
It's life torrid as can be,
But it wouldn't let the others know,

It veered off one day,
Finding it's life to be full of bliss,
So it thought tough and hard,
What could be more simpler than this?

Taming The Wild:

A lonely martyr,
Complete at his job,
Was aware of a damsel,
Which was alone with a mighty sob,

She tore down walls,
Bringer of a horrid screech,
She disabled all the castle's men,
And was an enemy against what we would preach,

She came unto her own,
Basking in his overwhelming greatness,
He fought mightily for her heart,
Even though she was with a heavy lateness,

His fight was not in vain,
Nor was her purge of terrors,
Her dreams were melodious,
He then disappeared all of her horrors.

Monetary Expense:

The dim reflection of the day,
Bares her faint still smile,
Holding my calming gaze,
But only for a little while,

Her tan smooth cheeks,
Blossomed throughout the evening,
Her voice alike the Spring birds,
Which was then letting us hear them sing,

Her organs complex,
Unlike a field of gray,
I beckoned to speak,
Yet I had nothing to say,

As the day wore on,
I figured all was lost,
Yet I knew I'd hear her voice,
Which would top it all off with frost.

Pinky Promise:

My stomach began to ache,
Trembling with delight,
It turned then I heard it spoke,
It could see that beautiful sight,

My goose bumps multiplying,
Covering every inch of my skin,
Finding a sweet new home,
Burying itself within,

My body became a ghost,
I fell to my knees,
I couldn’t dare look away,
My eyes fixed beyond the trees,

As I stared into the pink horizon,
My true love came into view,
I told myself I’d be the one,
To be the best for you.

Seeking Angelical Thoughts:

The vague morning dark,
Barely upending the light,
Dimming to a dull roar,
Quite, yet seemingly bright,

The day will wage on,
Fighting 'til it's might is lost,
Barriers flee from it's rage,
But it's friends are it's only cost,

The solitude of many men,
Barricades it's lonely marsh,
It's own isolation bleak,
The pain is quiet harsh,

The timid months asleep,
Awaiting their wake from this slumber,
Yet it forgot it's dream,
But it would soon remember.

Sheet Of Regulars:

A gentle hand,
Protector of the weak,
Strength as an oxen,
Never too low to be bleak,

A purring companion,
Fuzzy and warm,
Warming of a thousand bees,
Too many from this gentle swarm,

The loving touch,
The eventful memories,
The splendid long nights,
And the similar enemies,

The end comes like this,
The warmth had never left,
The hand and it's friend,
Had become a beautiful cleft.

Calm, My Little Ones:

A calmness in the air,
Freezing the lake of time,
The day seemed dull,
The light became a constant crime,

One by one they took in,
Five became a family,
A short time to decide their fate,
All coming from the great blue sea,

The short lived alphabet,
Became many seventy-eights,
All holding firm together,
Bodies being piled onto freights,

The slow yet steady movement,
Seen throughout the sea,
Slowing until the end,
Then the waves let it be.

Hubby Ho:

There were many suns shining bright,
A whisper heard here and there,
Pair of computers side by side,
Taking and passing without a care,

Acting as a talkative morgue,
Sweeping on as the day went along,
Noting each solitude of bodies,
And put together a lovely song,

Their caskets greened with vibrancy,
The warmth unable to be found,
The top teeth gnawing away,
Crunching viciously on the ground,

The prisoners lawfully working,
Lining up for their imaginable pay,
While the suns beat on their skin,
The chilly air had much to say,

The day drug on,
Falling with each passing second,
But one by one,
They finally did beckon.

Taunting Rubble:

I'm on a quiet street,
A lonely road,
Everyone living in the sewers,
Down in their abode.

I walk the streets,
Not a whisper could be heard,
Even the raindrops hold their splatter,
If they made a peep it'd be absurd,

They crawled up and down,
That dirty pesky sewer,
Barely finding their food,
Scraping most that they could skewer,

No one to be seen by the naked eye,
Yet I knew I'm not alone,
I await the news of hope,
And wait for it to be shown.

Warrior's Demand:

A faint cry was heard within the wind,
A lonely branch singing into the wild,
Holding onto it's last resorts,
All of his burdens had been pilled,

Watching his world tailspin,
Twirling out of control,
His likeliness to recover slim,
Or said so by his latest poll,

He watched his friends dance in the air,
Happily tussling in the windy blue sky,
They never saw his falling tears,
Or had ever asked why,

Yet they made him smile with glee,
For he may not have been joyful,
But they danced happily without a shutter,
So his sadness had become null.

Having Indecisive Spears:

You make my lips dance,
You make my mouth sing,
You make my heart pound,
You are my everything,

You make the birds chirp,
You make the fish swim in the sea,
You make the trees grow inch by inch,
But you are not the one for me,

You are the sun in the sky,
The stars that light up the night,
You are the rain for the green,
Beautiful as a rainbow, in sight,

You light the room like a bulb,
Enchanting everyone of your beauty,
Truthful in your love as a dog,
Yet, you are not the one for me,

Your eyes filled with dark blue,
Alike the sea swallowing a rocking boat,
Bringer of great humility,
Covering me with your comforting coat,

You swam to save my sinking self,
Against the waging wars of the sea,
Fearless of death, staring into your eyes,
Yet, you are not the one for me,

You found me trudging downwards into a spiral,
Falling into the deep dark night,
Holding me close, comforting me,
Making everything be alright,

You calmed the seven seas,
Bring nothing but bliss,
But you are not the one for me,
You aren't, but you are His.

Rocking Away:

The white covered hills,
Trees hiding at the base,
The sky cleared for a day,
The rock becoming a varied face,

The snow running downhill,
Away from the monstrous rocks,
Their hard fought war,
The trees closing their locks,

The snow trapped beyond compare,
Their lives solely in the hand of trees,
Hiding at the bottom with evergreen,
Never shedding their leaves,

The trade demands deep,
Yet encouraging for the fearful snow,
The snow joining the tempting tree's fight,
Even with it's paceless flow,

As the rock's war became two-sided,
The snow and trees marched their armies,
Fighting until their last breath,
Even when backed up against the seven seas.

Hanging Drapes:

My heart buzzed like a bee,

Hummed like a hummingbird,

Caught into your glowing eyes,

Hung onto every word,

The moon bursting off of your skin,

Firecrackers showing off during the night,

The colors exploding through the rest,

The left being overwhelmed by the right,

The sun came within sight,

Radiating your skin so soft,

Warming the day sky,

Hiding it away in your loft,

The sun came to an end,

And it parted way to the light,

Disappearing without a whimper,

Never giving such a fight,

The moon calmly takes over,

Beautifying the night sky,

The sun dead and gone,

And we never knew why.

Hallowed Grave:

The clouds bursting in the air,
The sun destroying at will,
But you sit back calmly,
While gnawing on your pill,

Your fall could be tragic,
The bottom for all to see,
The day elegantly peaceful,
And quiet as a sarcastic bee.

I stare out at your blank calm face,
And pondered about your mind,
Your thoughts might've been pure or evil,
Definitely one of a kind,

Your mind cloudy,
Unlike the well lit sky,
Like the moon hiding behind the well timed globe,
While the sun isn't as shy,

Your dreams vivid in my eyes,
I try to pull you in,
But I slipped and tumbled as I fell,
And the bombs began bursting within.

Running Ambition:

Why do I feel this pain,
Why do these fall so smooth,
Why does my skies rain so,
Can you tell me why you cannot soothe?

My nose becoming a construction site,
The tears strolling down the pavement,
The skies cloudy and gloomy,
Workers rocking back and forth as they went,

They took a short breather,
Taking in the cool fall air,
The twigs breaking beneath them,
Not even one could to dare,

Why do I feel this pain,
Why does my tears not bring me joy,
Why does suffering better me,
Am I just another play toy?

I sat on a tree stump,
Pondering in the chilly breeze,
My heart cold with ice,
I lay there, in a deep freeze,

I held out my hand,
Yet you've thrown it away,
I never saw my love complete,
All I saw was a runaway.

Long Search:

Living within the thin air,
The clouds vague to it's senses,
Breaking through tough barriers,
Crushing all of their defenses,

The crisp white coat covers the lonely trees,
Blanketing their very souls,
So they may live again,
Escaping all of those holes,

Your eyes glued onto the clear pond,
Jumping from inch to inch,
Not wavering until you've seen your love,
Not a moved muscle, not even a flinch,

The cool air covers your naked skin,
Your mind entrapped in ice,
Your heart quivering and wondering,
Will I ever find my paradise?

Alone In Space:

The drifting space,
Floating debris breaking way,
No need for up and down,
No need for night and day,

The one true star shines,
Brighter alongside the sun,
The others chiming in to help,
Big and little to what we have won,

What is our purpose,
What is the point of life,
How can we live with questions,
More deceiving than a selfless wife?

The stars stay strongly lit,
Awaiting their Master's command,
The purple and blue dances away,
While we float hand in hand.

Sunny Compromise:

The waves crashing violently,
Washing upon the still solid beach,
The sun burning in the distance,
Way too far out of reach,

The sky bleeding fiery orange;
The day full of grey,
Unlike a parakeet,
You have nothing to say,

The foam dripping out of the sea's untamed mouth,
Washing to the warm sandy shore,
The sea blanketed with warmth,
Which the sun had shaken to the core,

As you gaze off into the sunset,
It burns through your seeking heart,
It takes you hand and teaches humility,
But beware, it will tear you apart.

Autumn's Revenge:

The Autumn leaves bleed red,
Showing their only true color,
Their bodies tumble into a pile,
The Grave Master makes his culler,

An upward path lingering,
A thin line committing a theft,
The white flag yet to be seen,
A defeat is all that is left,

The ground shaking with excitement,
Awaiting for it's long distant company,
It's brothers and sisters grew mightily,
Yet they would always have plenty,

It's end growing near,
The light growing dim,
The Darkness creeping in,
Remembering the old battle hymn.

At All Cost:

A winding meadow,
A serpent valley,
Frosted mountain tops,
Picturing the last finale,

The surrounded pond.
Reflecting on it's lone past,
Counting it's own members,
Suffering with the small cast,

The trees finding it's peak,
Yet not finding it's best,
Struggling near the top,
Too much of a test,

The day will end,
And all my be lost,
But to no avail we must go,
Go on, at all cost.

Pillared Surrender:

The timid focus shinning,
Trees standing guard,
Protecting that fragile mind,
One beaten and scarred,

Drifting off into a melodious current,
Swaying back and forth,
Left and correct,
The path heading North,

Banging off the shore,
Fighting against the current,
Bracing the past,
Future preparing the missile's torrent,

Laying frozen with fear,
Piled on twigs bunched,
A bear's free food,
An amazingly wonderful lunch,

Flopping in the fearful daylight,
Attempting it's failed escape,
Memorized it's final lasting seconds,
Admiring the beautiful landscape.

Swinging Through The Flowers:

As the mist crept in,
A bare tree stood in the center,
The American flag bled with the ground,
Awaiting the sun to enter,

The cool air brushing over,
The petals fighting the urge,
My fingers gliding over the tops,
Holding it's longing purge,

The barren tree holding true,
Protecting against the weighted others,
Shield and sword strong,
Defeating it's own kind brothers,

As I flopped onto the ground.
The flowers brushing over my face,
The mist cooling my skin,
And their love I could taste,

Holding onto the thoughts,
Swinging to the magic colors,
I held true my own,
For I had found my lover.

Beating Halls:

The red to the left,
The blue to the right,
A path to light out way,
Our goal sitting in our sights,

The path was narrow,
We took onto the blue,
The red drumming our names,
But I never once strayed from you,

You fell into the rising white,
Dragging you deeper within,
I reached to become your savior,
I just knew we could win,

Your were my other,
Beating my very best,
Your rose to our drum,
And we gave Champions a test.

Queen Of The Stars:

The crisp white snow,
Painted along the very ground,
The wind still as can be,
Dare not to ever make a sound,

You say at your porch,
Queen of your very throne,
Ruler of the still calm pond,
The best that has ever been known,

The roads glistening with glaze,
Shinning through your face,
Reading your very thoughts,
Alike those on a bookcase,

As I walked through the chill air,
I never ceased, and you thought "why?",
Not once did I think of your future,
As the stars had pass us by.

Windy Turmoil:

The wind sweeping the trees,
The sky bright as the day,
Cool as a Fall's warmth,
Yet my clouds were very grey,

I held my breath,
Wanting to use my lungs,
Again they had shut down,
Listening to those many tongues,

All I ever had wanted,
Was to be able to breathe,
But I couldn't hold onto,
My insides began to seethe,

I held your heart,
Yet you've never returned,
I was there from the beginning,
But your bridge has been burned,

My life was yours,
Now flowing with the free wind,
Alone with the tussling leaves,
Yet I opened and grinned,

I've never needed you,
The air I have is fine,
It's been with me longer,
And has seen my life shine.

The Blues:

The bright lights,
Blazing the open sky,
The air running wild,
The people never stopped to ask why,

The keys in my hands,
As I drifted into the river,
I held your enchanting hand,
All I felt was a shiver,

Our protection sinking deeper,
The sky becoming faint,
The colors were so magnificent,
All throw on like paint,

As we splashed our fortunes,
And set off for eternity,
We gazed off together,
Off into the bright blue sea.

Sea Of Dreams:

Waves gliding over the surface,
The obnoxious trees finding a stance,
The sun floating in the sky,
While the sea does a little dance,

My dream on the tip top,
Being moved left and right,
Loving it's every moment,
And it's gloriously beautiful sight,

As the sky's greed for the sun left,
I held it in my palm,
Unaware how to make it fly above,
The waters slowing to a calm,

I held it near,
Telling it my deepest dream,
Giving it my only light,
Hoping it'd grow that shining sunbeam,

As it fainted to a low glimmer,
I told it how it should be,
"You belong with me,
Not swallowed in the sea".

The Echo:

The Echo:

The wind blows by my ear,
Battered and beaten,
Frantic to find an answer,
But not knowing exactly when,

The blinding sun guiding my path,
Showing what could not be seen,
Giving my strength, everlasting power,
Faithful, kindle, keen,

The mist slowing my progress,
Binding my only way,
Fighting through the cloud of smoke,
Breaking through the never ending grey,

I falter to the ground,
Unable to pick up what was lost,
Finding, looking for strength,
But my life was the only cost,

My eyes flickering,
The echo rising to my chest,
But I could not accept,
Accept that eternal rest.

Rumbling Tumble:

As the tumbling hills rang in the distance,
Our gaze falling downhill into the land,
The leaves carrying us downwards,
As the mighty sky fell into the palm of your hand,

The clouds swallowed us gladly,
As the river had done the same,
The rainbow tree glistened during the day,
As the sun was glad we had came,

We had finally reached the bottom,
The pit not far as we had thought,
Nor did it hurt as bad,
The leaves catching our cheesy plot,

As you gave me the sky from your palm,
I gave you the beam filled sun,
Your world brightly glimmering orange,
As I saw what we had won,

We started our walk back to the top,
The hill fighting us on every step,
Taunting our every move,
Begging for a misstep,

As we took each inch one by one,
Keeping our hand on hand,
We finally reached that torrid last step,
And then we could finally stand.

Beating Table:

As the man saw his life,
It flashing before his eyes,
Remembering the beginning,
And all of those daunting cries,

His past following his footsteps,
Beating on the ground behind him,
He called for silence and a dream,
Then he turned the lights to dim,

Hiding in his shell of a body,
Afraid of what he might become,
Knowing full aware of his limits,
His height and where he's from,

He stared long and hard,
Fighting those terrible pesky fears,
Awaiting the glorious finish line,
His long last love, and plenty of cheers.

December's Reign:

Do you remember,
When the blank whiteness glowed with glee,
Do you remember,
When the sheet of ice broke your fall for me?

Do you know the time,
When the ice chilled air burrowed into your skin,
Do you know the time,
When you held me close within?

Do you remember,
When our love was an island,
Unbreakable, beyond anyone’s touch,
And unwavering, our love so grand,

Do you remember,
That one December so cold,
You buried yourself in my arms,
And your barriers began to fold?

As the winter night raged on,
And my thoughts turn unto the warring trees,
Love that was once lost,
Is a love anew beyond the deep freeze,

My love will come,
Unwavering, and just,
There’s not much more they can be,
But free of death is a must.

Buried In Red:

The blood stained sky,
Growing with each passing moment,
I lay there, watching the gore,
The decay making their dents,

A lifeless sky urning for more,
As I lay still, motionless,
Unable to move past the red,
My eyes carrying me to my rest,

As the trees came alive,
Their bodies shadowed by the red,
I find my breath still among the living,
And my fears finally had shed,

I pick up my once dead body,
Trench through the deep dark red sea,
Waging on, fighting the crashing waves,
But at last, you're standing next to me.

Silent Bomb:

As the silence of the lambs,
Fears the morning so bright,
The begging domain hinders the bar,
Hold us still beyond our might,

The time whispers by noisily,
An uproar to white plastered walls,
The table vibrating beyond belief,
Registering many unforeseen calls,

An animal of the wild lurks close by,
Awaiting it's prey to awaken to a melody,
Perched upon it's chair above the land,
Watching all that it could see,

As the morning drifts off,
The day rolling to it's fateful beginning,
The moans unpleasing to the ear,
I dare say, we are not winning,

The day dragging us to be moved,
For our lives come down to pleasing,
But we dare not move,
For it is devouringly freezing.

Leaving Behind:

As the fall breeze passed me by,

I fell to the ground in exhaustion,

Beaten by the heated sun,

But I dare not let it win.

My loss came at great expense,

And I couldn’t quite keep up,

I fell below harder than ever,

But their volcano wouldn’t erupt.

My sorrow was devoured,

Eating by the leave’s shake,

Taking my pain away slowly,

Taking my troubling heartache.

The fall came closer to me,

Begging to take the lulling pain,

But I told him no, I dare not,

And that’s when it began to rain.

My Asylum:

As I felt the cold wet asylum,

I beckoned to feel it's wrath,

But as you can clearly see, 

All I got was a hearty laugh.

The laugh echoed into the night,

Wavering above my clueless mind,

Haunting my days left and right,

Keeping my future forwarded and signed.

The sign was bright orange,

Also with neon lights,

It came unto be my life,

A man without his mending rights.

As I stared and realized,

Up past the bleeding sky,

I was alive and fully well,

While most just wither and die.

As my life forwarded on,

On past my contempt and glee,

I looked back and waited for my present,

But my future is all I can hope it to be.

Nigh's Release:

The sweet soft voice,

The ever changing nigh,

The beautiful sun glowing,

Blistering away up in the sky.

The whisper being carried away,

My ears begging on what to say,

My thoughts belonging to the day,

And awaiting your loving way.

As the night briskly came by,

Telling me it’s lone lasting story,

I held it’s hand with compassion,

And it left the rest up to me.

As I fought off the night,

And held up it’s flickering light,

I stayed by while polite,

And told it to bring me sight,

Longing with delight,

It brought me it without a fight,

While restraining with all it’s might,

Telling it’s fateful story right,

I finally knew everything was alright.

Southern Delight:

The still young night,
Hung by my fainted window,
Barely burdened by the darkness,
Etching away at my frozen toe.

The leaves, a mime in the wind,
Playing it's own game of freeze tag.
Awaiting the sun to rise up from it's long sleep,
To take tricks from my own bag.

My back screaming for relief,
A song silencing it's demise,
It quieted into a hush,
Knowing it was all around spies.

My fingers quickly pointed out a lonely leaf,
Plastering itself onto the window sill,
Stuck to it like gorilla glue,
Not yet getting it's fill.

As I laid here pondering,
The fact that you belong with me,
That perfection awaiting us both,
Not wanting you to be swallowed by the sea.

The hungry sharks snaring,
Chomping at your ankles,
Barring your life incomplete,
Being their own rankles.

My life almost done,
The near bittersweet in my mouth,
I see your lone beautiful face,
And begin my fall down south.

Barren Waste:

As the page whistled in the wind,

I heard a fearful faint cry,

One that burned into my skin,

My skin covered in red dye.

I heard yawning words,

Barely a voice put to the leaves,

A word taken from the wind,

The wind that rolled up my sleeves.

It fared well into the sky,

Invisible to the naked eye,

Sneaking past the clouded guard,

The clouded guard wondering why.

The word inched by,

Slowly taking the world by storm,

It never saw it coming,

It coming from the Major’s forum.

It was beaten against the walls,

Torn against it’s will,

But it never strayed from it’s heart,

It’s heart that held your elegant quill.

Writing it’s fears on a page,

Then a series of faithful lies,

But by the end of the day,

The day was filled with ravishing goodbyes.

Sunny Utopia:

My hand panes to the side,

Brushing her hair backwards.

Our eyes meet like the sun,

Like the sun speaking words.

Her tears sparkling,

Dropping onto the dewy ground.

I brushed them off her cheek,

Her cheek with a whisking sound.

I brought her close,

Held her in my arms.

And reassured that it’d be okay,

Be okay from the harm.

Her stormy eyes,

Told me the truth of ages.

That I’d no longer see those pearls,

Those pearls locked in cages.

I sought redemption,

But received nothing to gain.

But I saw the seething sky,

The seething sky’s lonely remain.

For to see the high,

You must feel the low.

I hope it's as far down,

Far down as I go.

Ending Of A Life:

As the tree was brought up,
In the existence of the days,
It yearned for a greater fruit,
One that could win many plays,

Wavering in the dear wind,
Blossoming into a fearful bud,
Becoming more and more,
Like the grass and it's lonesome dud.

As the wind saw it's majestic foe,
Glistening in the moonlight,
It held out it's warming hands,
Becoming the only destroyer's polite,

The tree accepted it's fate,
Awakening to a chiming bell,
How it yearned for such noise,
That all could tell.

They all did tell,
Of it's fateful demise,
It's final goodbye's,
And it's well timed rise,

As it glistened in the morning sun,
It saw a new beginning,
With it's newly acquainted friend,
And a break from that relentless inning.