Rain drops to the sound of my tears
thoughts storm clouded,
I wish I could turn back the years
Erase every mistake, every irrational fear
Lose myself in hope
Instead of seeing the darkness transparent, so clear
It resonates, tainting my soul daily
It stains everything I hold dear
The grim reaper my shadow,
I indulge him with conversation,
Even if I'm completely lost,
He'll as promised. ..
...... always be near.

I get lost in your smile, a rose among thorns
You've been blossoming for awhile

I get lost in your eyes, windows to one's soul
a kaleidoscope of colors
I'll never make them cry

I get lost when you whisper,
The sweet nothings drips from your lips
Our tongues together quiver

I get lost when we touch
Your skin a silken petal
embraces the senses with lust

i get lost when you speak,
your words leading me on a journey
this path of discovery is so sweet

You get lost within me,
they say love is blind
our love for one another
is clearly.............all we ever see

Early morning icicles hitching a ride on a chilled wind
                                  ....so cold

My thoughts tread-milling to the memory of a  faded history of continued decay and chaos
                                  ......so old

My cards stacked with life's hate, i heard it whisper, it despises me
                                     .....I fold

These words spinning in my head, luminescent colors cloaks the fiber of it's being, unaware of it's true power
                                     ....so bold


As we exchange the words of wisdom with our tongues entwined as one, selling my soul to you willingly
                                 ..........i'm sold

advise of old wisdom, told by the ageing pillars of all our
communities, conveyed the colorful lives lived
                                   .......i'm  told

i scribble and tear these pages, words screaming for me to release them from the cages within my mind, seeping onto these pages,
line by line
                                   ......it unfolds

A river trickles seamlessly in an
              eternal stream
                      It flows

A flower reaches for the light
             life of it's being
                  It grows

The wind chasing the dreams of
            dreamless clouds
               It blows

Your fire flied smile illuminate
              my darkened soul
                 You glow

The past taking a step to the
        future, out of site
              It goes

This is a poem which leaves me with a bewildered understanding
                   It knows

When life throws you lemons
Throw it back with rage,
This is your life
Don't let it invade your stage
You the lead actor, it's your play
You not a passing facade
You the producer,
Your play is evergreen, so it's here to stay
So take the negativity
Give it face
Then smash it
And call out, not today
You are the artist of your film
........never just fade away.

It,s early morning, just before the sun rise,
A crisp wind gently stroked my face,
The morning looks beautiful
Even the night sky.

I must have encountered the whispers of a gorgan in a past life,
my  heart has turned to stone...
Vines entwined with heartbreaks now grows where hope once reside
My shadow, a soul of it's former
Self
A journey of self discovery ended directionless
I'm lost,
healing voices fall on deaf ears, my demons bellowing hatred from it's darkened abyss
my light snuffed out,
My flame extinguished, like a candle in the wind of hopelessness
My mind caged,
Sinister thoughts treadmilling
worth decaying ....
These thoughts endless...