Broken heart
Broken dishes
Queasy stomach
Long held tears
Bed of roses
Hurtful thorns
Your reality
Has become
My reality

Lost my poetry
On written scraps of paper
Blown in the wind

I have lost
All sense
Of time
Caught in a
A web of
Nothingness

What are you
Thinking about
As you aimlessly stir
Your coffee around
It's getting cold
You haven't taken
A sip
Pouring cream
Hoping for a
Reflection of
Your thoughts
After wincing
And a heavy sigh
You add sugar
To sweeten the
Bitterness
Of today

Orange petals in a rainstorm,
Are a lovely sight to see;
When the rain nears the blossoms,
Some of the orange blossoms flee.

Orange petals in a rainstorm,
Lose some of their sweet perfume;
When the rainstorm is over,
The sweet fragrance will resume.

Orane petals in a rainstorm,
When they come down with the rain
Won't be in freezing weather,
And won't stick to window panes.

Orange petals in a rainstorm,
Unlike snowflakes have have one form.

Slowly I rocked
Without making a sound
   . ..Back and Forth
   .............Back and Forth
Thinking of
  ..TODAY
Thinking of
      TOMORROW
The rhythm has
Stopped
So have my
Thoughts