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Stephan May 2016
.

*Even though I do my best,
you are always right here
by my side gently caressing
my thoughts with wonder,
bringing desires to my mind
in poetic whispers cast upon
the continuous ripples rapidly forming
with every breath I take

Mornings still bring the sunrise
in multicolored shades of how I feel,
reaching for that lost love,
silently floating like indigo dreams
just beyond my grasp
I still want, with every ounce,
every movement, every hope

I am still being told
I long for what I can not have,
that elusive bloom at the peak of the arbor,
honeysuckle beauty washing down upon me,
fragrant reminders of a time before
when your petals gathered at my heart
in a bouquet of nectar scented affection

And try as I like it is of no use,
my mind holds you, desperately dreaming
in echoed wishes and twilight longings
which never seem to end, for I know,
as long as there are sunrises,
honeysuckle breezes and poetry -
there will be you
Stephan May 2016
.

I feel like I’m running on ice,
a slippery surface confines me
in frozen dreams facing a desolate future
My legs move constantly, my muscles endlessly,
my thoughts mindlessly and still I get nowhere
I’m stuck right here where you left me
Wearing out fast, holding on to anything
to keep myself upright, to keep from falling,
to keep from crashing through

I’m trying, I swear I’m trying,
I just can’t seem to break it, to break free
I have good moments, a few I’ll admit
but they don’t last long, not long at all
I always slip right back into this place,
this empty, cold, lonely place
that to be honest,
I can’t bear the thought of leaving
because if I leave, I know it will be the end

I don’t want it to end
Stephan May 2016
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*I’m a believer
that time is a healer,
words speak the truth
and the sun always shines

Lost will be found
if the seeker is willing
to hold out his hand
as he follows the signs

Wrong can be right
when it carries affection
though pulling apart
everything you have known

Just like a seed
that is planted in springtime,
a flower will bloom
of the joy you have sown

Oceans are small
with the perfect connection
and distance is short
if the promise is peace

Love is the song
that the world should be singing,
arms open wide
so that hatred might cease

Whatever comes
there is always a reason,
lift up your eyes
and I’m sure you will see

There is no difference
we’re in this together,
love one another
and all will be free
Stephan May 2016
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Do unto others
as you’d have them do
Such an old saying
it’s not something new

Then why do we fight
calling each other names
Pointing our fingers
and casting the blame

Looking for wrong
when there is so much right
Walking in darkness
ignoring the light

Talking behind
somebody else’s back
Laughing at problems
or things that they lack

Making them feel
like they’re nothing at all
Hiding our hands
if they happen to fall

Locking the door
when they’re out in the rain
Wearing a smile
when they’re crying in pain

If we all try
we can turn this around
Open your heart
so the love can be found

It would be easy
you know that it’s true
Do unto others
as you’d have them do
Stephan May 2016
.

Love

Why is it that the faster I run towards it
the further away it seems


Love

Am I destined for shadows,
empty masses of luring movements
hiding behind me,
disappearing each time I turn,
fading on a cloudy day
forever just out of reach

            (Your's is the smile
Love
            that makes my smile smile)

Why is my puzzle always missing
that one perfectly fitting piece
that creates a beautiful picture
of a country landscape, an ocean scene at night,
or a heart that is complete,
leaving a gap in my happiness

            (Why can't you see
Love
            it was always you and me)

The last page of a mystery thriller
torn out by the desire to know,
ripped from its binding,
jagged paper edges seeking
a conclusion that doesn’t come from
reading between the lines

            (Every time I wait
Love
            it always is too late)

I sat in a garden
on a beautiful spring day
pulling petals off of a forget-me-not
just hoping she loves me
I should have known the cycle would end with
“me not”

            (I just want to love you
Love
            to show you that it's true)

Maybe if I write it enough times
Maybe if I were a glazed donut
Maybe if I were a fresh cup of coffee on a Sunday morning
Maybe if I were a cocker spaniel puppy
Maybe if I was a soft comfortable pillow
Maybe if I were a poet

Love

Probably not
Stephan May 2016
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Melting away in the past
What was, what I have lost
Tears form thoughts
Thoughts bring tears
Black and white vintage
No happy endings
What could have been
Your smile etched
Pain driven vacancy
Wondering answers mount
Dancing alone forever
Caught in my own web
Waving goodbye to shadows
The end has come
Blowing kisses on the wind
Finality penned
In soon forgotten ink
Too many sorrys
From these lips
Eternal frowns
Curving end of days
Nothing lasts
Finding one word
Can change everything
As the "and" is now gone
between
You
Me
Stephan May 2016
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*Taking a breath
beneath heaven’s glowing embers
Calling the moon
as it passes through the night
Feeling the breeze
through the branches softly whisper
Dreaming of you
under stardust shimmered light
Kicking a stone
till it tumbles past the forest
Singing a song
to the echoes that I hear
Counting the stars
when I notice one is falling
Walking alone
always wishing you were here
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