It is morning time
The air feels crisp
Time to tidy up
There's so much to do
The baby squalls,
Alerted of the noise of the vacuum cleaner,
He needs some attention
At last,
Things can wait
These are the glory days
as they say
"Babies don't keep"
and children don't stay little for long

I cried today,
at work,
in the bathroom,
alone.

I left early.
The thoughts,
the sorrow,
the pain.

I bawled in my car
silently,
as soon as I shut
the door.

The engine kicks,
and you
move
on.

chlorine is toxic
hindsight is 20/20,
but i never should have kissed you

Perhaps you introduced me to your mind.
Perhaps you came into my life,
perhaps we became friends
and I loved it.
          
perhaps you listened.
perhaps I still see your smile.
perhaps I dreamt about you
and it was awesome.

perhaps we touched
and your touch left me some happiness.
perhaps we hugged
and your hug made me relieve.
                          
perhaps you sung for me
in your cheesy voice.
perhaps you made my nights and days
and It felt great.

perhaps I learnt when to say sorry
perhaps you are still beautiful
perhaps we can talk.
                                  
Perhaps you made me love again.
perhaps you are happy.
and perhaps,
I am
alive.

-tompoet

I let the wind sweep my unspoken words away

I hear the children laugh and play
I can't remember a day I was like them

I let the clouds hang heavy above me
rain somewhere my regrets can't touch me

I kept them close
we fell backwards
the closer I believed
further away we pushed ourselves

I taste the lost sleep on my lips
I carry my youth in a coin bag

the winter hides the pain
we fall with the autumn leaves
let the wind carry my being

Here i am,
sitting on my bed, smiling like a dork.
All because of you. :)

the sea sings its august notes,
curtsies and prances like
a two year old colt,

believes that the wind
forgives its cold voice,
rises and falls –

its icy engines strong warriors
battling beneath the clouds,

its flowing barrels voices
of gossiping steel.