Transitory Stay

How I would love to gather my thoughts

But they’re leaves in the blowing wind

Around and around they go

Until the wind dies down

On the ground they stay

As they decay

One by one

They die

Peace

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Recollections of Regret

The stained whispers left me empty;

your words never fulfilled.

Like dusty memories on the floor;

each one swept out with time

but unfortunately, never forgotten.

If moments could always be chromatic,

but only rainbows readily comply;

if life were of such embellishments

then disappointments would be figments

but regrettably, they are all too real.

Life like time must march on

though the moments never fade;

lying in our pillowed subconscious

in futile attempts we try to forget;

forever etched in recollections of regret.

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Bleak

My vision isn’t what it seems

I try to focus but it’s a fight;

the light in my eyes have grown dim

now everything for me is a strain,

what I was sure of now no longer remains.

I don’t see it getting better

no matter what I try to do;

these problems won’t go away

since my world is blurry everyday

and these specs I wear are just for show.

I wish for how things used to be;

when my vision was clear and bright.

Things weren’t as bad back then;

wrong was wrong and right was right

and we knew exactly what to expect.

Soon everything will become dark

I know my future isn’t very bright;

what I see in my mind’s eye won’t matter

though I know this darkness isn’t forever;

it has to get worse before it gets better.

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Eh

My cup of life
is filled with bitterness;
but I spit it out,
so I digress...

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My Torment

full metal jacket

nineteen and far from home

napalm, Agent Orange

LSD and always stoned

it never leaves me alone

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Fractured

alone with my rose

pedal by pedal she falls

her heart turned to stone

our love has turned into thorns

and bitter hostilities

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Heartland

Fields of grain blanket the countryside

unabashed as they dance to the breeze;

catching the attention of everyone’s eye

reveling in the merriment they bring.

White tuffs that float away in the breeze

across the fields of a lazy summer’s day;

dreams and wishes stem from tiny hands

into the heavens they eagerly bequeath.

The benevolent sun gracefully acquiesced

we thankfully reply with strong backs

as we bow low cultivating with great pains

praying that the land will kindly repay.

As velvet colored skies pierce the horizon

a distant cry beckons them to the back door

they know exactly what mother’s calling for

little feet kick up dust, eager to comply.

The vestiges of the day no longer remain

as the sun closes her eyes and goes to sleep

the night lights of heaven brightly flicker;

only here in the heartland is where they reside.

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