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She believes in happy things
Invisible beings with fairy wings
Fluttery butterflies make her dance
An endless game of happenstance
Eyes of wonder, transparent soul
The world is cruel but she doesn't know...

She greets me with smiles from ear to ear
To hold her heart I solemnly swear
Gentle touch soothes the soul
In her presence I turn to gold
She holds my restless heart at bay
As she executes her innocent ways...

Her plans get lost in the making
A pouty face when she's faking
Empty cups of invisible tea
Cartoon bandages when she bleeds
Shelves filled with eyes that stare
She loves her tattered teddy bear...

Crayon drawing of sunny skies
She draws me with big wide eyes
Read me a story, she hands me a book
It's past her bedtime but she gives me that look
I tuck her in and read her asleep
And pray my love she'll always keep...
Traveler Tim Jun 30, 2015
now
when did I stop to do what I want
when did I stop to leave my house
when did I stop to care for my friends
when did I stop livin' my dreams

when did I stop to feel that it hurts
to make you cry and walk out the door
when did I stop dreamin' of you
when did I stop to sleep at night

get down, get down
and follow my lead
take you last chance to remember
and share your secrets before we arrive

there's no better time than the present


when did I stop to turn off my TV
when did I start to believe what they say
when did I stop to say what I mean
when did I lose my self-respect

follow my lead
take your last chance to remember
share your secrets before we arrive


it's gettin' crazy hot in here
strangers and blind passengers
start to cry like little babies
and all their faces melt away

don't know if I ever stopped to love you
it didn't stop to hurt
 Jul 2015 Thinking Out Loud
ryn
Strengthen these arms
for they only exist to hold up the black canopy
that is the night sky

May these legs find purchase
on this expanse of tilth
that has received the boon of yesterday's cry

Feel the cadence of my skipping heart
resulting in the breeze of faltering breaths
lulling you as you lie

Comfort the tremors of these quivering lips
as they whisper forth
promises of mysterious galaxies and
cryptic nebulae

These eyes would cast their gaze;
assuming the role of sentry
guarding from all who would pry

My being... My entirety was put here
so that your bed would remain safe
from future's winds come silent and sly
Always remember
That the books
Who are the most worn
The most torn and ripped
The most broken

Those books are that way
Because everyone loved them
For what was inside
Caution:
contents under
pressure.

I can’t take this anymore.

Do not expose
to extreme
heat.

Please keep away from me.

May cause
temporary
blindness.

Why didn’t I see this coming?
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