A Dead Heart is a
Simple Thing
Give it a little
Hope
And it will want
to Live Again
Feb 28
Feb 28, 2026 at 6:37 AM UTC
Living without Love
Is an Endeavor to Exist
Chasing the Moments of Forgetting
Feb 28
Feb 28, 2026 at 6:26 AM UTC
I wasn't supposed
to Survive
They had wives,
Children,
Mothers.
I had nothing,
No one.
I wasn't supposed
to Survive
But the Truth is
THEY knew what I did not
THEY knew my mother's tears
THEY knew my wife's mourning dress
THEY knew my children's cries
Just as I would sacrifice myself
THEY would sacrifice
Themselves
For me
So that I could see my wife
My kids
My mother
They are why I am here
They are why I go on
They are why I am
a Survivor
May 10, 2020
May 10, 2020 at 1:15 AM UTC
It likes the quiet
Those silent moments of
Reflection
And then, as your mind stills
And idle, your hands become
It pounces!
It thrusts its icy fingers through my back
And tightens its grip around my heart
Then yanks backward
And down, down I fall
Into unending blackness
Bleakness
Lonliness
It likes the quiet
Jan 5, 2019
Jan 5, 2019 at 10:05 PM UTC
As the day grows long
And lonely
I dream of Love
I dream of a Perfect Kiss
And Delightful Dates
Leading to Wedding Bliss
Oh how I wait
How I wait
For my missing half
One to share
Life's sorrow and laughs
But while I wait for love
Love meant to be
I can't but think
Is she waiting for me?
Mar 24, 2018
Mar 24, 2018 at 1:46 AM UTC
They sneak and creep
And ambush me
In the dead of night
During day's bright light
Within a whisper
Of silent screams
Subtle sister
Of midnight dreams
Bringer of tears
Smiles and fears
A lifetimes worth
Of sorrow and mirth
They are mine
They belong to me
My bittersweet
Memories
Feb 10, 2018
Feb 10, 2018 at 10:54 PM UTC
I am a time traveler
Not really, but I might as well be
You see, my heart lives in the past
No more than a few decades ago
Yet it might as well be centuries
We have changed that much
Where today, can you find a woman
And a man
Who court each other?
Who spend time getting to know each other
Before making love?
When I say time I am talking months
Not weeks
Or days
Or even hours
Months where two strangers talk
Go on adventures
Watch movies, sports, and even theater
Until they are no longer strangers
Until they know each other
Until they love each other
And only then
Do they express that love
This is the time in which my heart lives
And I do not see it today
So how can I help but say
I am a time traveler
Nov 29, 2017
Nov 29, 2017 at 12:19 AM UTC
I heard a story
Some time ago
Of an Elephant
Powerful and Wise
And a String
Thin as a hair
But the Elephant
Was not always Powerful
Nor Wise
And the String had begun
As an Iron Chain
From birth the Elephant
Strained and struggled
Against the Iron Chain
But always failed
To be free of it
Then came the day
The Elephant gave up
And tried no more
Not long after
The Iron Chain
Shriveled into String
And til this day
That Elephant
Who grew to be Powerful
And Wise
Is held back
By a frail and weak
Piece of String
Nov 14, 2017
Nov 14, 2017 at 3:20 PM UTC
I told her I loved her
And her silence
Spoke louder than words
Nov 14, 2017
Nov 14, 2017 at 3:00 PM UTC
Problems
I know them well
But not well enough
To know their answers
Oct 11, 2017
Oct 11, 2017 at 12:56 AM UTC