Right, alright
Let me sleep, through the night
Clouds, so high
Can they hear, my sigh?

Dream, I might
Of a sound, or sight
But where, do I find
Love, of a kind?

Fairytales, into dreams
Of movie-like, romantic scenes
Soft nothings, whispered
Gazes held, moments treasured.

And then, I may slip
Into the opposite, the flip
Emotions, bridled
Smiles, plastered.

Right, alright
Let me wake, to the light
Hopes, so high
Can they hear, my sigh?

My son, hear my pleas from heaven above me.
My heart is broken that you left at a young age.
May the Lord guiding you in heaven right now.
May he be looking out now for all of those.
That you love with an perfect love my son.
May your wife and children get extra blessings.
May he be protecting them with much tenderness.
May his light always shine on all that he loves.

i was looking for an inspiration
about what to write
searching for a perfect combination
of words all day and night

i was hoping for a revelation
a burst of sunshine and of spring
waiting for a sudden palpitation
to make my heart again sing

and i was almost out of time
when you softly whispered hi
and once more each word and every rhyme
became the stars, the moon and sky

I look up above the trees,
and it might be because I'm high,
but the stars sparkle like a million possibilities,
exploding across the sky.

I’m just sitting here,
Naked in my room

Waiting for the world to end
Maybe sometime this afternoon?

Whether it be 10 am,
Or somewhere closer to noon

There’s no need to panic
There’s still time to change your tune

Time to say farewell to loved ones
Before our impending doom

Watching, as the flowers wilt away
But, at least they got to bloom

Or maybe I’m just crazy
Evidently, a buffoon

I thought I’d grown sick of it all
But as it turns out, I’ve grown immune

I’ve been taking my medication
Fed to with silver spoon

Think I’ll metamorphosis
Right here in my cocoon

Turn into a butterfly
If only for the view

I ponder what the future holds
For I haven’t got a clue

Grey skies are the replacements for
What otherwise were blue

Another day that we grow closer
To popping our balloon

As the Sun sets down in the distant west
To make way for the moon

.

Erik was not a social guy
a quiet life he led
his eyes looked down or at the sky
imaginary friends he had

and to these friends he only talked
having no sisters and no brothers
he had his room securely locked
and never spoke with others

until Deborah moved next door
and turned on her bedroom light
lifting his eyes from the floor
Erik found his star at night

soon they were as tight as glue
a love no one could end
then Erik introduced Deborah to
his each and every friend

To you, the ground beneath my feet
Every step I take,
you support me.

You stand with me,
in my times of trouble

I am warmed by your embrace,
as I become entranced in your outfit of lace.

Nothing could be more finely crafted,
than my connection with you.

The ages may wear on you,
yet you remain the only one
my sole longs for.

For you truly are...
My favorite pair of shoes.