The Rock

Even a rock
Can have a dream.
Even a stone
Can want to be
More than it seems.

Show me love,
Let me feel
I implore you.
Screamed a rock one day.

Even the Gods
Conceded in jest
Rock had shown them
An impossibility-
He just wasn’t made that way.

Tenacious by nature
Rock would not give up,
Until,
Wearily the gods relented.

We shall create seas
To beat upon you
Relentlessly.
Until,
You find heart
And you can feel.

Centuries later
With perhaps more to come
Waves smash inexorably
Down upon rock.
Hopeful one day
It will become
What it is not.

Ironically the duration of hope
Until,
The end of time
Means rock is already more
Than a rock.

Rock has dreams
Therefore it is not
Just a rock.

Life turned me into
The rock I was not.
Love turned me into
The human I forgot.

So then it must be true,
If something can be made
It can be unmade
And remade.

The Gods impressed
By rock’s tenacity
Resolved to never give up.
Rock would always be
A sign of hope.

A young boy chances
Upon rock one day,
Picks him up
Drops him.

Inside him
Is a fossil-
Rock became something this day.
(Gerry Aldridge)

The friends I made have slipped and strayed,
   And who's the one that cares?
A trifling lot and best forgot--
   And that's my tale, and theirs.

Then if my friendships break and bend,
   There's little need to cry
The while I know that every foe
   Is faithful till I die.

It was a beautiful old house
Adorned with flowers and the odd flying bee
Leaves fell as I drove up the driveway
It was as picturesque as my eyes could see
Grass rolled down the banks
A gust of wind made the trees sway
The gardener gave me a curious smile
And his teeth showed neglecting decay
If he knew my full occupation
I bet he wouldn't be so polite
As I was a Scotland Yard detective
Investigating a ****** that happened in the night
The lady of the house opened the door
And her look was a sorrowful one
'Would you like some tea?', she asked
But I said just no as I wanted to crack on
I asked a series of questions
Then spoke with all the staff
They were still shocked about the ******
About the deadman found in the bath
After a tense and lengthy investigation
It seemed that it was jealous revenge
The culprit was a young servant
After discovering an affair he had to avenge
I won't forget the manor
And the beautiful falling leaves
Just a pity it wasn't a nice visit
That left misery as a family grieves

The day I met you,
my life changed.
The way you make me feel is hard to explain.
You make me smile in a special kind of way.
You make me fall in love with you more,
every single day.

Cherish all good things, while you can,
Each and every woman, each and every man.
Little do you know, when your life will take a turn,
Everything you had, maybe lost in a short span.
Be free, don't confine your mind and soul,
Remember to be happy, atleast once a day,
All will be, as it should be, it's not under your control,
Try to appreciate yourself and throw your worries away.
E**ndings always hurt, but "make it a good one, eh?"

Haha :p

Regrets, I have so many.

I wish I'd told you how I really felt,
shared the feelings, and how deeply they dwellt.

In my heart, how much it burned,
to look into those eyes, oh how it yearned.

The quick, girlish, laugh, always so quick,
stung by its innocence, to my heart did it stick.

But seemingly now, all those things are gone,
the beautiful moments are all that live on.

I'll never forget Chicago, my dear,
never to find another - my deep, darkest fear.

For everyone, there's another one, it's said,
But the loss of my one - gives me lasting dread.

I must go on alone, without that sweet girl,
leaving everything gray, in such a muted lonely world.

On the shores of Lake Michigan, where you're found now,
Like the waves rolling inward, I'll find a way...Somehow.