A dog's life

On the dog the blazing sun pours
but closed are all the doors

hungry and thirsty and mad in heat
the asphalt burns his feet

Isn't there a kind heart
to see and feel his pain

to play God's part
as His will ordained?

Life without a roof

His bed is the pavement
roof the firmament

famished and sick
his pillow is a brick

people pass without a stare
if you're fine all else is fair

their sight is a shame
disreputes the city's fame

Where is God?

Full is His misery's cup
all muddled up
He has no clue

why nothing went fine
with his divine design
what to do!

Is all lost?*

Two gifts you still can feel
in your mind live their trace

to use them if you truly will
love and kindness*.

Words are now
as if
I never wrote

gather as an aching
lump in my throat.

They don't seek paper
only a river
to pour and mingle
in refrains of a dumb sadness
flow away
sunburned and tidewashed
to where the river is widest
deepest with sighs
of life not enough
in once only
and when just begun
ending broken on the shore.

You already know im in love with you.
But did you know that loving you, like i do,
has showed me how to love me too?

Why is the moon so far away,
Why is the river so deep,
Why is poetry so deep,
Why is the sky so blue,
Why is my heart racing. . .

I am not gorgeous,
That's too much of a word,
I am not beautiful, that's word is not strong enough for me,
A lot of people from my past called me ugly,
They told me because I will never be loved by a guy,
Because I look and sound like a guy,
None of the good words are for me, many say and I just believe them, but none of the good words describe me, only the mean and cruel ones, every who despise me says,
I feel the way they make me feel,
They call me all the mean words in the world and make me feel that way,
Never had I felt cherished and loved because I'm not loved. .