you
you told me
you told me I was the
kind of girl people write poems
about but darling, do you know
how many I have written
for people like you
people like you
you

Another sleepless night is over
To her kitchen, she rolled herself
Took her meds from the lower shelf
and smiled
Her family is coming to visit her

She made them a delicious strawberry ****
That her diabetes cannot handle
Loving them strengthens her weak heart
For joy
and for their comfort, she'd gamble

The drawer where she hid for them the candy
is now a box for her meds to lean
She searched her memories for a fun story
Old adventures
to avoid boring them with her present routine

No one can swim against the stream
We're all just victims of time and disease
Golden leaves of autumn as precious as they seem
Fall down
And remind us again of our final release

~Epic Monkey

Nothing is more boring
than the sunset's beauty
abused in every painting
Nothing is more dying
than a river drying
under a sun of spring
Nothing is more deceiving
than a leap over the waterfall
if not on the water you fall
But land on your head instead
or on your *** on dessicated GRASS

Yet ...
You still swoon in the sunset
Float on drying rivers
Blindly trust a waterfall's onset
Addict yourself to HERBS

Then you see the sun at noon
Burning and colorless
Uglier than the moon
Blinding and emotionless
The river, straightforward
Promising and regretless
Washes your anxiety
until you swell with hypocrisy
and deceptive ambitions
You start craving to fly
You start aiming high
Surrender to sense-less decisions
Above bottomless cascades
Until you meet your doom
Far below in the shades
On grass that doesn't bloom

And so you swoon again in the sunset
Re-float on drying rivers
Blindly trust another waterfall's onset
Re-write your fate on dying herbs

You forgot to find bliss!
in warm days and cool waters
in waterfalls' grace and the flowers'
You only aim for more than this
To lift yourself from the abyss
That keeps digging deeper
with every drying river
and herbs that you will again miss

Until your wings can't fly enough
or someone embraces you with love

When angry storm flashes
as heavy rain crashes,
spoiling the peace around me
You pull me back to heaven

When my steps hesitate
as my strength deteriorates
You cast your spell upon me
You pull me back to heaven

When guilty thoughts are many
When I stain our harmony
Your forgiving arms surround me
to pull me back to heaven

Countless hidden holes in the clouds
Aggressive winds, furious sounds
All attempt to exile me
away from my heaven
But your wings are tough
And I'm light enough
For you to carry me
and pull me back to heaven

It's not the nature
nor its ever-flowing energy
that I can't resist
It's not the angels
nor their trumpet melody
that would be missed
It's just you. I just need you.
Around me and beside me
Because in you, lies my heaven
                                                                                          


                                                                                   ~Epic Monkey

•
       you
               secretly
                       wishing, for
                              your writes to be
                                noticed•simple sign
                             that they have not been
                          missed•with every view
                     and every like•your popu-
               larity does spike•somewhat
          places your art on the poetry
      map•between major players,     
  you close the gap•constantly      
checking to see  who's been              
reading•you're always deli-               
ghted to see the 'yellow                      
lightning'•a wish...                            
    for those who                             
     are writ-                    
ing      
•
secretly hope not only for your words to be
reaching far and wide, but also... trending•

That voice
and those arms,
Can soothe
Any bad day.