Stuck between war and peace
Can’t win the fight
Won’t bend the knees

Stuck between cradle and grave
Can’t be a prince
Won’t be a knave

Stuck between the earth and sky
Can’t plant some roots
Won’t let it fly

Stuck between night and day
Can’t silence it
Won’t let it say

Stuck between the head and toe
Can’t keep it in
Won’t let it show

Stuck between a truth and lie
Can’t breathe in life
Won’t let it die

Stuck between joy and woe
Can’t burn it down
Won’t let it grow

Stuck between a yes and no
Can’t make it up
Won’t let it go

But then there is the abyss to keep him company
Gnawing at his heart
The demons in his memory
Tearing his mind apart

sigh...

Still his conquest in solitude
His dance in the dark
Inspire a new sunrise
On a world yet unborn

His dream was buried under
So excavating down he went
But 'twas his mind that split asunder
And his solitary heart rent

He was forced to rediscover his way
With no hope left in sight
Past treacherous rocks of obloquy
Back to a place of light

The settling dust reveal in the end
That a laurel wreath or a thorny crown
Is for the one who would dare contend
For the one who would not stay down

I've a cat in my window;
It's the apple of my eyes.
My naughty Mr. Winnow,
Likes to snarl and gnaw at guise.

I've a cat on my head;
It purrs when I face rejection.
My crazy Mr. Instead,
Is always facing another direction.

I've a cat on my breast,
Listening to the beats of my heart.
My wise Mr. Obsessed,
Wakes me up to play my part.

No matter which way the wind will blow
No matter if its strong or if its slow
If the seed of love in the wind you throw
Then the tree of love from that seed will grow

Even if the world gets covered in snow
And there isn't a sign of life to show
The little frost covered bud will still know
When to break through to the world and glow

No matter how much sorrow, pain and woe
Winter in her abandoned heart may bring in tow
The ebb of life in the veins will not cease to flow
And the tree of love will never let her go

Will this flower always doubt this bee
And think it to be the same
As many a small buzzing fool
Who in passing before it came?

Will this ocean always be a loss,
To this hapless seeker for a way,
Alternating doldrums and stirring storms
To keep this shipwrecked one at bay?

Will this moon always draw a veil
When this wolf opens his heart
And call upon an untimely wind
Before this lonesomes' song can start?

Will this beautiful universe always twinkle
Mesmerising in sight, then gone again
But keep this star gazer bound to a hope
Of sparkling clear skies after the rain?

From that moment when she smiled at me, my whole world came apart,
I had finally found my reason, but concomitantly lost my heart.

I realized, I'd have to venture out, to see her face again,
So I could recover my own, and hopefully end this pain.

I marched with poise to her house, but then I never knocked.
Although my arms were open, my joints it seemed were locked.

I had brought her some petals, that the hands of fate has chosen.
Although my heart was melting, my lips, they were frozen.

I wanted to shout out to her, but I failed, even to try.
Although my brow was dripping wet, my throat was totally dry.

I prayed that somehow, she may think to look out and see,
This wretched lost creature waiting under her window is me,

And without a word betwixt us spoken, she'd assuredly know,
That thoughts of her have me enthralled, my greatest joy and woe,

And perchance decide in her dainty mind, to end my misery,
With her smile that could embrace my soul, straight into eternity.