Nickolas Lawson

Nickolas Lawson May 2010

Passing moments between unmet strangers are like shadows in the dark. One cannot see them but they are still there. A knowing glance passed between them is all that is shared,
but the cobblestones glean more.

Nickolas Lawson May 2010

Tangible

Something to hold and feel, something real. Something for my soul. Everything that’s tangible, eventually goes. Untried, untested, mishaps are my fears. A waking soul, is it here?

Nickolas Lawson May 2010

Simple Pleasures

How sweet it is
To taste the air
Of a summer breeze.
Fragrant, Crisp, Alive.
How cool it is
To feel the shadow
Of a sweltering heat.
Simple pleasures easily obtained
That are simply unnoticed
By the hurried eye.

One of the first ones I ever wrote

Nickolas Lawson May 2010

Not yet

Upon a sea of
Longing and loneliness,
I spied a vessel
Traveling East.
I hailed to the captain
To take me aboard
And carry me towards
The light.
He stopped
And dropped anchor
But as I tried to board,
He stopped me short
And stated – Now
Isn’t the time.

Nickolas Lawson May 2010

Mom

Caring, Loving, Understanding
Needing something, very demanding
Just to be loved in return
Is all that you are asking

Persistent, Constant, Unrelenting
Contentions, yours are never bending
Maybe life is still unfolding
Maybe strife is in the molding
Of your life and in mine

I have your traits
Good and bad
I have your tastes
Including dads
Wanting, Craving, Longing
Desire
Addictive needs
That never tire
Simple luxuries
We both require
Sometimes just a
Camp side fire

I have your charm
I have your passion
I have your love
I have your fashion
In all my life
There was compassion
From you
My mom
My one satisfaction

Nickolas Lawson May 2010

Different Outlook

In the aftermath of
A spring rain
The world seems so
Dreary. But if you listen closely
You can hear the sounds
Of an awakening life.
Yes the ground is wet
And the clouds are still gray
Nevertheless, the grass I bet
Smells better than
The previous day.
The birds slowly
Start singing, the earth’s heart
Slowly starts beating,
And with it comes the
Promise of another
Perfect day.

Nickolas Lawson May 2010

Blood hate

This is me you little *******
Think I am not your enemy
But I breathe hate and destroy
Fate- like you really even give a ****
*******, die, slip and cut your life on mine
Try and see that I hate you and want you
To find a new way to end