my mind is full of green grass and daisies
a wild garden in the progress of itself
it will happen this coming summer
just there, outside the window
more summers than I can count
my mind is full of green grass and daisies
and spring has yet to be sprung
a wild garden has a home in my mind
just there, planted behind my eyes

wintry sun,
brief,
byplay yard
shadowed in cold

and yet

powdering
golden tones,
drafting
a fire, a mirage.

heyday adjourned.

ethereal hibernaculum
of the light,
tilting floret in
full-blown decay.

white roses
dyed in loss
roses of white
for bygones
thorned white
of the absence
doomed memories
like rose petals

the kids in the graveyard
revisiting the childhood
of their friend
in their attained manhood

one's death is but a narrative in others' life

this?
far too unsuitable to be part of a story
leaching out blind whiteness from all pieces
no more thriving to call upon words

enough.

There once was a garden where everything died
Even the birds had flown off to hide
The mighty oaks had lost all their branches
As for the flowers , long ago had they all of their chances

Even the sky turned black as it flew by
Then all of the clouds had to cry and cry
The floods could not wash away the pain
Those who lived there died or went insane

Laughter had been banned years ago
The crow's kaw kaw , was never a show
The only sound that was to be heard
was the wail of the missing violin's words

Under moonlight , by shadowy night
The strings cried blood and tears for sight
Even the moon overcome lost one dusty tear
to the life missing after all of these years .

One day the cry of the music stopped
The last string had now finally popped
The violin laid down in the ground
and there was never again another sound

And years had now gone on by
No one living then was left alive
There had been a revolt or so
Flowers once again started to grow

Trees sprouted out and began to bud
You could once again feel life's gentle nudge
The grass carpeted the woodland floors
and happiness returned to all once more

Now all had forgotten about the violin
But sometimes if you listen to the midnight's wind
You can hear it while it goes about tuning
for all it's sins had now long been forgiven

Why can't you whisper in my ear
and tell me 3 simple words..
Why can't you just touch me softly
And make me feel your electric touch...
Why cant you hold me under your wings
and let me fly with the wind of love
Why can't you open your eyes
and see the beauty beneath my façade
why cant u smell the scent from my energy
and never let me vaporize
Why cant you simply look into my eyes
And let them sparkle
Why can't it all be a nightmare
And now is the time to wake up
Waking up next to you; my heart racing
I cry and cry, kissing you
Why can't your heart belong to me
And my heart belong to you

I've put my fears to the winds
And I'm never looking back at my sins
I'm moving far away from here
I'm striding toward a future so clear

With the suns' rays kissing my skin like a lullaby
And blue skies no longer passing me by
And even if they hide behind weary clouds
It'll be like when I found you hiding in the crowds

A dandelion amongst a field of roses
Its beauty's hidden under our noses
A sight imagined, but not commonly seen
Until a dandelion's roar was silent and clean

Unheard, mistaken and a tad broken were you
Loud mouthed, understood and glued together I am
I may not understand you all the way through
But give me a lifeline and you'll know for sure who I am

See I chose the dandelion instead of a rose
Because your beauty no longer hides under my nose

- E.A.F

In the ethereal gloaming
Of glowing flowers and dusky haze,
A lone figure was roaming
Under the sweet moon’s pale rays;
A lullaby sang the breeze
With its melody the rustling trees,
That in the night looked not so sere
And without moon’s glow did disappear;
A lost lake lay along the way
Ringed by cedar and willows weeping,
A water-lily cupped a lone moon ray
Ripe for plucking and for drinking;
Stars spangled the infinite sky,
Which is where she flew –
Up and away, further than high.

You are the sky
While I'm of dirt and earth
Sharing the universe in separate realms
Conflicting factions, diverse births

I would forever look up
Rest my gaze on the tide of the air
And dream for our eyes to meet
Temporary eternity that we would share

I've cried many a teardrop
But you can never know
Because to you they never could reach
For into my core they'd only flow

But when you stare down sullenly
Your tears would fall, soaking my plane
I'd drink the drops voraciously
Those gifts of love from heaven's rain

Your tears would nurture the seeds I've planted
They'd take root and flourish in the sun
Resolve in my soil held firmly in place
Thinking our journey forth would've then begun

Roots would give birth to stem
Which in turn, would branch out into leaves
Plantling will eventually grow up high
To give back the love, it constantly receives

Such misfortune little sprout
You can only grow so tall
You can never reach that far
You and I can only kiss the drops that fall

So... My beautiful sky of azure
I am but dust on fate's heavy feet
We can only look to the faraway horizon
Only there could heaven and earth truly meet