In the real world
     I am merely a passerby.
Finding no home to call my own.

I walk the dusty ***** streets
                  So lost and all alone.
Why then should it be this way?
Is this the modern way of life?
   Am I to always suffer loneliness
        A life beset by doubt.

It's funny how just a smile from you can make my day. I hate the effect you have on me. I wonder when did life become so complicated.

Age
discovered
a heavy
door
and gently
pushed
to look
inside
and as
it looked
it pushed
some
more
and I
ran out
of time
to hide

"I shall write a poem today", says my mind
Though I know, ultimately no verse will be designed
And many a day has gone astray
In wait of a single, inspired rhyme.

"I shall write a story today", claims my brain
Even as I watch my thoughts miss their train
And a screen stark white mocks my plight
While the cursor blinks expectantly in vain.

"Maybe I should take a walk", I surmise
And far above me, in the skies
A troubled bird drops a ****
And inspiration splats between my eyes.

She told me that we all came from stardust,
but she remains a heavenly body.
Gravity ***** me into her lovelust,
and all the beauty she embodies.

Her skin radiates like our sun's corona.
Her eyes gleam like the stars in the heavens above.
At heart, I feel like we came from the same nova,
But god wanted us to remain together as one through love.

She guides me safely through even the darkest days,
And as I reach her at last, her embrace warms me.
The galaxies in her eyes leave me in a daze,
Thinking how inside them is where I'd rather be.

My love, together we've traveled the ages and the cosmos,
Let's retire these bodies and explore the heavens as souls.