Wind kissed souls,
at midnight.

World move below,
from top it glow.

Stars cover the sky,
so high,
the scene made,
my heart so shy.

If I could reply,
without the pain.

If I were bold,
to break these chains.

It would be as,
If I could fly,
in heaven sky,
to stop time’s sigh.

Is it an enemy
or friend--time?

But I care not either
only I alone can determine
my desired outcome!

I'll not allow it
to interfere or intrude
my path I chart
my field I farm

time doesn't exist
if to it  attention I don't pay:
my future I shape
it stays away and is dumb

To some
  the past only whispers
  to others, it wildly roars-
  it can't be stopped
  sometimes it soothes
  at other times
  it has to be borne
  as a heavy cross

how does this affect
your life?  Do you accept
or fight back in recall?
This is a conundrum
and angst to most

When things
are taken
for granted
nothing
moves forward-
apathy
and indifference
take hold
of the person's life
he exists
in the wasteland
he has created

gratitude deserves
the greatest respect-
it's a mark
of true humanity
that has to be
always cultivated

In myself
I may take pride
but this I keep inside

life is lived
in the singular
little of the intrinsic
is found in the outside

society is an aggregate
a symbol, amorphous
no direction does it pose-
I alone will be my best guide

The things I do
For your approval
And your excitement
For my accomplishments
Usually aren't healthy
Or good
For me

The things I lose
For your happiness
And your calmness
Usually are the things that make me feel that way

The things I cover up
For your agreement
And support
Usually are the things I care about most

Don't tell me
I'm being disrespectful
When it's simply impossible for you to stay pleased for more than a few moments
I try
And I try
To no avail
I am done trying

I have opinions
Thoughts
Feelings
If you don't like it
Don't see me
That's what I wanted
To begin with