I loved you
when I loved you,
but now that time is past.
make no mistake,
you made yourself perfectly clear
in your silence
and somehow I moved on
without a second thought
you weren't the one:
a lie I had bought
and now I'm strong,
but still I am weak
I don't know how but you brought out the best in me
that time is over now
you made that perfectly clear
in your silence
I loved you
when I loved you
but now that time is gone
don't cry for me
cause i won't shed a tear for you
in your silence
I loved you
when I loved you
but now those memories are bittersweet
when I was young and I was foolish
running around on much smaller feet.
Feb 7, 2019
Feb 7, 2019 at 6:34 PM UTC
It is strange,
That I glimpsed you once from afar
In passing
And I saw you
Abandoned. In disrepair and I thought you were
Beautifully tragic.
You were alone and I did nothing
I did nothing
I did nothing but watch you crumble
I saw you again today
Again in passing
And I found that you had been
Saved. Someone had picked you up
And gathered your pieces
They built you back up and I did nothing
I did nothing
I did nothing but watch you stand.
May 20, 2018
May 20, 2018 at 8:13 PM UTC
my procrastination
it's a funny thing
only applying to the things i love
when they are forced upon me
give me a packet of mathematics
burden me with backbreaking tasks
hand me a bowl of poison
and i will gladly get it over with--if only to cease its hold over me
yet compel me to read
oblige me to complete my part in a choir
and i will fight
languidly stubborn until i am forced into compliance
to do what i should love
but hate
simply because it is forced on me
i will fight it off
it's my own funny little brand of sloth
Aug 27, 2017
Aug 27, 2017 at 10:24 PM UTC
Then all at once
The heavens became empty
And as dark as the void
From which God created them
And I knew in my soul
The era of mankind had ended
Yet the faithful remained
To watch the nothingness unfold
And the stars die out
From the eternity spoke a truth
As unseen hands shaped a world
That was always meant to be
"Let there be light."
Apr 5, 2017
Apr 5, 2017 at 12:22 AM UTC
I lay with my sister who sleeps carefree
Under the boughs of our mother's tree
I look upon her beauty with jealous gaze
Our love for each other an arduous maze
She calls, "Little sister come play with me,"
We jump and we run and we splash in the sea
I cling to her side as the waters rise
Finding her company strong and wise
For my sister I would do most anything
Around my heart she has tied her string
Everyday she paints a picture of perfection
I can only hope that I am a just reflection
Following her footsteps in all that she does
Such is my fate, and always was
I do not mind it, for I love my sister so
Her kindness and beauty like the pure mountain snow
Mar 10, 2017
Mar 10, 2017 at 4:34 PM UTC
My lonely worship
A beautiful new dawn
Freed from pretty lies
Protection divine
His kiss laid upon my brow
A sanctuary
The song from above
This poor pilgrim's heart is light
Submerged in the spirit
Fortified in you
The sons and the daughters rest
Singing out your name
Jan 28, 2017
Jan 28, 2017 at 8:08 PM UTC
I am weary but I cannot cease my toil
I have wasted enough time on frivolous pursuits
Yet they are my only respite from the world placed upon my shoulders
The dark softness of the night sky beckons me away from my work and wakefulness
But I cannot cease!
I cannot rest, no matter the personal cost! For the consequence of my failing shall be a much higher toll!
My future in turmoil
My family flummoxed
The joy of my life leeched away by ghoulish specters I cannot fight off, only bow before
And I want it all to end--yet I wish to live my dreams and fulfill my hopes!
Woe be to the laborer who serves the demands of those they love!
No rest seems unselfish, no indulgence is guiltless, the self is stripped away to become a slave of the labors of love!
O sleepless rest! O restless sleep!
How I long for the simpler days of childhood!
How I long for the sweet sleep of the innocent, to which I can never return!
Woe be to the weary soul!
Nov 11, 2016
Nov 11, 2016 at 1:49 PM UTC
When God created the world
He was so kind to give us eyes
So we could see the wonder
And beauty he placed around us
So we could admire the vast ocean
And the painted sunset sky
And the wildflowers that bloom
Alongside the highway
When God created the world
He was so kind to give us ears
So we could hear the songs
And the rhythm of the earth
So we could listen to the birdsong
And the rustle of the wind
And the cadence of the raindrops
Falling on the rooftops
When God created the world
He was so kind to give us voices
So we could laugh together
And cry on each other's shoulders
So we could share advice
And tell one another stories
And whisper secrets
In the dead of the night
Nov 11, 2016
Nov 11, 2016 at 1:44 PM UTC
Thy heart is big
Lend me your hand
Because I love you, I shall let you know
That our faults lie not in our stars
But that we are mere mortals
Your once commended beauty--
Still Lingers
All my vows of love--
Still Strong
You are as dear to me
As the life blood in my veins
Kneel not, gentle Portia
I love you well
Not without cause
Let me, upon my knee, prevail in this
Apr 27, 2016
Apr 27, 2016 at 9:22 AM UTC
Let there be music to fill my ears
with the voices & melodies I cannot make
Let there be music to fill my soul
with the crescendos & chords I cannot replicate
Let there be stars to fill my eyes
with the wonder & beauty I cannot be
Let there be stars to fill the night
with the majesty & radiance from which I cannot flee
Let there be music to fill my ears
Let there be stars to fill my eyes
So I may be understood as I shed tears
So I am not alone when I cry
Mar 3, 2016
Mar 3, 2016 at 9:19 AM UTC