A chocolate drop that hit the spot
a swig of ale to liven those stale
a warm sweater to make things better
but a breathe of love is where lies the rub
be it gloomy and dark without a place to park
cold and wet with a losing bet
lost and broke ready to croak
from end to start, the jewel of life, is a heart

We were given the sun.
but it wasn't to our leisure
so we created light
so we could see easier.
we were born with legs
but not quite fast enough
so made machines
so our lives wouldn't be as tough
we have minds to explore
but thoughts required effort
so we gave in to pleasure
and became sheep to the shepard

Every concept of time rattles my mind
be it arbitrary measurements derived
from mankind
or the string theory of blurred lines
that dissipates into multiple lives
Dilate Ra's eye and force the universe to cry
in order to supply the ripples, waves and tides
that become our guides

Some quiet thoughts
while boredom's fought
since the ticking clock
can't be bought, for naught
is all efforts to swim upstream
or down or in between
we are only carried
and the results may vary
on where we stop so carry the drop
from the streams top
with care.
because life's fair is only fair
when we stop there
and enjoy the now
so many the rhythm of time
forever remind you that every tick
is opportunity missed

In a tranquil land
in a time of calm
where a book is followed
that preaches peace in psalms
where fits the warrior
when Gandhi preaches love
in attempts to abolish evil
and a king of no crown
seeks to make all men equal
where fits the fighter
while every life is precious
and every land sacred
a dying breed of people
are ridiculed and hated
where fits the soldier

My decent to madness
is the candle that burns
and as the wax gives weigh
my sanity begins to yearn
for another sanctuary
to replace my thoughts
before i drift to darkness
and lose sight of plot
as the abyss stares back
I cope with a lost mind
yet I wade through the void
seeking any glimmer or shine
just a spark in the black
to be my new guide
for even the faintest of light
can become your life line

As I am immersed in love's sweet surrender
I embrace that which takes my life
And though my heart is hard and tempered
In this war it has lost the fight

These pools of black draw me deeper
that which has drained my will
a locked soul and its keeper
drowning in their fill

Unable to escape I ponder my fate
A futile effort, devoid of bliss
defeated I recede to a passive state
and accept her cold, eternal, kiss.