When I stare off into the horizon,
and my mind wanders to and fro,
I begin to wonder.
Why is it that people dream?
Is there a reason for winter?
Why must things die?
What happens to you when
you pass on? Do you dissapear,
Or does your mind float into the sky,
Watching as other lives unfold below?
Why don't trees grow sideways?
Why are humans flightless?
Is there such things as dragons?
Do I have a twin, seprated at birth?
Why do I sneeze so oddly?
Does everyone think so deeply?
Am I alone in my wondering?
If people heard my thoughts...
Would they wonder about me?

Nothing brings more joy to me,
Than dark skies and thunder claps,
Heaven's sprinklers dousing the land,
Pounding on roof tops, surging down drains.
The dark skies casting down life's very sustanance,
Bring on the floods of torrential rains,
I'm dying to dance in the streets,
And feel the water soak into my clothes,
Drenching me to the very core of my being,
Because I just can't get enough of dark skies.

I saw a girl walk in the door,
Up the isle, and to the counter.
She ordered food and smiled,
Then sat down with her father.
I brought them their rice and chicken,
Politely saying rehearsed lines,
But all I could think was-
God, she looks like Carrie would now...

Stairs
Are
No
Big
Deal
...
Until
You
Break
Your
Foot

Isn't it amazing how easily we can lose ourselves?
Transported into books, stranded in the woods,
Staring blankly as our minds drift away from us...
Honestly, it's so very easy to get lost now days.
With ideas and gadgets and so much knowledge,
One could even become lost in themself!
Yet here we are, reading poems, trying so hard
To lose ourselves in words. To be free of society,
For however briefly. So I emplore you all,
Stop stressing, relax, and lose yourself in
The beautiful art of Poetry.

I'm so bored I could pass for a 2x4

That moment when you look at the sky,
Embracing the warmth of the humidity
Just before the storm breaks,
Breathing in the smell of rain,
Feeling the closeness of the thunder,
Seeing the flashes light up the clouds,
Smiling to yourself-
Dancing in the rain.

I never realise how good a song really is
Until I listen to it at night, all alone,
In the dark... and it makes me want to cry.
There's nothing like a chilling lullaby
Or a broken hearted reminisent love song
To bring forth the tears held back for days,
Just waiting for a moment like this to be
Drained away.

I really should sleep more...