Night-time is when you sleep,
but I lay here counting sheep.

I'll admit that I'm a night owl.
Listening to the breeze's howl.

Night-time is an enchanting time,
my thoughts and ideas keep me up.

To reject stargazing is a crime.
You'll  see why if you just stay up.

Open your eyes, think of the future.
Until the sun comes up.

Close your eyes, go on an adventure.
Until the moon comes up.

Your parted lips whispered, "Hello".
Our first day, do you remember?

Years and years, long ago.
Years and years, we're still together.

Pinky promise me, you'll never forget,
how I try my best to fight your monsters.

Pinky promise me, you'll never be upset.
Show the others that you are stronger.

One day, years and years later.
Do you recall?

I was a failure,
and I let you fall.

Pinky promise me, you'll forgive me.
This monster was too strong for me.

As your golden locks turned gray.
Today, here you lay.

As you took your last sigh.
Your parted lips whispered, "Goodbye."

My toothache reminds
me of heartbreak.

The sweetness
that brought it.

As real as a headache.
An abstract thought.

Barbed wire through
a work glove. Old love letter cuts.

Kind of like love, yeah
kinda like love.

There maybe many ways
to express feelings
but the only way I know
is through the words
that I compose
pen, on paper
a heart is content
with poetry

opposite side

i see the bright side before me
but i cant see the dark one which is behind me
i see many faces smiling before me
but i cant see the faces crying or laughing behind me
i could see the stones and dust before me on my path
but i cant see the storm which is coming with a rapid speed from behind
i could see and understand the presence of present
and the hold the memories of my past
but i can not see the future
for every thing there is an unsaid truth
as we cannot see the opposite side of us
like a mirror behind a mirror...