BPIII

May 2019

Josi

TIME

Smile, when you feel like smiling

Scream, when you feel like screaming

Dance, when you feel like dancing

Cry, when you feel like crying

Ignore, what society says

Time is limited, don't waste it

BPIII May 2019

Thankful

Thankful for the sun that set over me today. As my dreams dance accross the moonlit sky I close my eyes to see beyond the stars. It is here I am most at peace and feel at place.

BPIII May 2019

Like in a Song

Like the sweet melody of a song I can't help but drift away
With so much going wrong, I just knew you couldn't stay
Although I carry on , like the silence in the wind, so much was then is gone,still my heart to you I send
With every beat oh should I cry, I take a seat and dont ask why
Life is cold , the truth is clear
Time has told , and you're not here
I need you close, like in a song
Another dose of things gone wrong.......

© BPIII

Sitting back listening to oldies , reminiscing of love gone by but still remembered.

BPIII May 2019

What

WHAT is up WHEN your down?
WHAT's to blame WHEN you frown?
WHAT is wright WHEN your wrong?
WHAT is life's crazy song?
WHAT is good WHEN it's bad?
WHAT?...are smiles when you're sad?
MAYEBE....
WHAT is WHERE to WHEN like HOW is WHY to SOON has BEEN,
or is it.... WHEN to WHERE is WHAT to HOW like SOON to be is HERE to WHEN is NOW,
either way is WHY to see
all of WHICH is WHAT that wonders me.......

Sometimes I just try and have fun with the first words that come to mind.

BPIII May 2019

Dare

Dare not dare what lay to fate,
Be quite aware to conscious state,
Meant are words, yet feelings show,
Sent to wound, with every blow,
Leave not to fear, an open mind,
The still is near, return to find,
Far within, the journey leads,
Remember when, like planted seeds
Changes come , and habits grow
Strange to some, yet others know.......

BPIII Apr 2019

True Self

So many questions yet I've tired of the search. For what may be answered I might not wish to find. Illness creeps behind me with death patiently waiting at it's side, like wounded pray I begin to fade. Trying vigorously to retrack my steps as to find a shelter I may have once mistaken as refuge , I fall to the realization ,I now am alone. So many smiles and false pretenses of hope do dance through the crowded quarters of my inner being. Standing as reminders of how in strength, ones posture may just as well define true stance in the eyes of those who judge with conviction, yet are, blind to the imprisonment contained within reflection.
Night falls over, and here in darkness I lay to rest. Dreams of memory long since pondered keep replaying as to ad insult to an already overwhelming state of injury. Not even alone can I hide from the inevitable, for In all my steps away from harm, I seem to have dangerously stumbled past my true self .......

© BPIII

BPIII Apr 2019

Friendly Smiles

Another day I'm blessed to see,

In hopes you'll have a smile with me,

For life is short and time will end,

But for now I'm fine my friend,

Just because you say my name,

I write these lines and feel no shame,

I hear your words and hold them true,

Thanks again for being you....

Years apart yet I still remember how she always made me smile, I sometimes wonder if she still smiles back at days long gone yet hardly forgotten.......