The Forgotten Prayer
May 2, 2014 § 4 Comments
simple words
enchantments
of thought
& meaning
shared in a past life
thoughts that once spun
now only living on tinted paper
could they change
everything
if a poet brought the world to its knees
with splashes of ink in lovely lines
tears across a blank canvas
would we be free from chains of hate
and kiss liberty
without concern
if we heard those words
would we be unafraid
and let our feet stray from the ground
float away to a nameless paradise
and find within a prayer
something to believe in
would the world let love be
if we listened to the words
splattered on paper
from the minds
of forgotten souls
would we stray from our own phantoms
fear less
live more
for each other
could words change everything
if we only listened.
Sun
May 1, 2014 § Leave a comment
the way life shines
is in the simplicity
of the sun’s daily rising
Hearts
April 30, 2014 § Leave a comment
Your soft heartbeat heard
through your skin, my ear rested
against you, I’m with you
Lemon Tree
April 29, 2014 § 1 Comment
A lemon from above
Came falling from the sky
A perfect yellow orb
Promptly hit me in the eye
I was gazing overhead
Making friends with clouds
When my peaceful state was ended
With a jolt of something sour
I thought about the odds
Of such a strange occurrence
All the eyes it could have hit
And it chose mine to cause disturbance
But I guess it’s all perspective
It’s not really all about me
For when life throws you lemons
At least it’s not you falling from the tree
Forever
April 25, 2014 § 2 Comments
If forever could fit
in the palm of my hand,
then I’d take your hand
in mine.
Because I’d never want forever
to be without you,
it’d be an enormous waste
of time.
Morning Perks
April 24, 2014 § Leave a comment
For those who bask bitterness
like java in a steamer,
I hope you’ll someday realize
the world reacts to your demeanor.
If you always take your coffee black
and refuse to add the creamer,
then the acidity of your daily dose,
could make your brightness meager.
So consider your morning outlook
and propel your inner dreamer,
please add some sugar to your cup,
it’ll make your day a whole lot sweeter.
How
April 24, 2014 § Leave a comment
How do you break one moment into a million pieces,
disturb the unremitting trail of a speeding train,
and knock it forcefully from its track?
How do you break the monotony
that is daybreak and sunset
and cereal for breakfast, a sandwich for lunch?
How can one dive into a deep pool of passion
while sitting at a desk, gazing into the unforgiving eternity
that is an excel spreadsheet?
How do we become a version of ourselves,
the version that plagues us
quite literally yelling out inside our heads
that we must do more?
Perhaps, the answer is simplistic.
An understatement of grand proportions.
Or innocence? Naivety? Litotes?
Or perhaps it is the only answer that exists,
and we simply have yet to uncover
its true depth.
For the answer is to write a poem.
A Coexistence
April 23, 2014 § Leave a comment
Does it ever strike you
as a sort of strange
and wonderful miracle,
that the number of hours
our world falls to darkness
only lit by distant rocks,
and the number of hours
our bodies fall into slumber
only stirred by dawn’s first light,
are the same? As if the world
and we, are purposefully in sync
with one another,
as if the sun’s light propels
our beating hearts,
while the moon’s glow guides
our most profound dreams.
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