The future is filled
with endless fire,
fueled by the greed
of people's desire.
How soon will it come?
Nobody knows.
As clowns lead the way,
fools join in rushing to pay.
The future they paint
is filled with roses.
As they pluck them out,
right under their noses.
The green will turn yellow,
the blue will turn grey,
And people like me,
have no place to stay.
The grey will turn blue,
the yellow to green,
as greedy clowns be
just a long distant dream.
May 30, 2018
May 30, 2018 at 5:47 AM UTC
Maybe I am looking for you,
maybe you are looking for me,
until we meet,
destiny is impossible to see,
do we stay as lovers,
part as friends
or as strangers let it be.
May 7, 2018
May 7, 2018 at 8:59 AM UTC
Some people pass you by like a breeze,
Some stick in your mind with greatest of ease.
Some think they are witty,
Some don’t even need to try.
Some want to stay,
Some just say goodbye.
May 7, 2018
May 7, 2018 at 4:47 AM UTC
The strongest sword cuts your heart
as illusions fade and split apart.
Without even touching your skin
you feel it cutting deep within.
It exists for a moment barely a spark
and it makes the light of hope go dark.
It lays it bare for you to see,
that your love‘s not meant to be.
The word is no.
May 7, 2018
May 7, 2018 at 4:45 AM UTC
From the present the future
seems like infinite choices.
Take me, take me,
they offer their voices.
The past is echoes
of choices not taken,
the screams of choices,
you have forsaken.
Your choices before,
might have been wrong,
ignoring the echoes
is what makes you strong.
Ignoring the echoes,
the strong rush ahead,
never stopping
until they are …
May 7, 2018
May 7, 2018 at 4:41 AM UTC
Time flows in one direction
my memories a fake projection
of things that were
and are no more.
Of plans I make
only time will tell
if they are doomed
to end in hell.
Now is here and
Now is gone,
with the speed of light,
time flows,
not just for me alone.
May 7, 2018
May 7, 2018 at 4:13 AM UTC