Dance like a bee.
Read in the library.
Drink tea.
Sleep under a tree.
Be a fairy.
Watch the sea.
Marry Mary.
And do whatever makes you merry.

*But please don't tell Cherry.

Darling, thank you.
Your love had made me
                sane.
But please forgive me
for sanity had never been
my
       favorite
                       cup
                               of
                                    tea.

Hope turns to desperation.
    You waste your pennies and wishes
    on a well gone dry.

You loved me when
   I was loved by everyone else

but when I was lonely,

*you only made me lonelier.

For every shade
     of green you see
For every wave
       you catch in the sea

*I hope you remember me.

She is the brightest star
        in the night sky.
But in the morning,
        when the sun comes,
            
              *she is nothing.

The butterflies*
        turned into ravens,
Feasting over
        my ***** feelings.

We are the stars*
       stolen from the sky.
We owe to hide
       but we choose
       to *shine.

A weeping daisy*
     In a field of
     laughing red roses,
     *Alone and surrounded
     By thorns.

Voices in my head,
            wanting to be heard.
            but even in the midst
            of my insanity,
            still,
            *I choose you.

Time forgives and time forgets;
          But between cigarette smokes
          And spilled beers,
          **I remember you.

I speak in rhymes
But my love is divine.
And if you don't mind
Let's go beyond the lines.
Forget about the dimes.
My love will make you shine.

One day, under layers of earth
Where forgotten men sleep
And the rest of history are kept
You'll be worth more than gems and gold
Your memories will make the roses bloom
And grow a field of dancing daffodils
Or be a home to lonely birds
On the warm arms of your sycamore tree

And so if it comes
That time has to deny your breath
Do not be afraid.
Remember my love,
Even if you're six feet under
In all ways and always,
You are significant.

Forgive me.
I left my love
On the balcony
Where I have buried you

**Indecently.

A black bird peaked
On my blue window pane.
Its eyes are ****** red
And wings full of taken dreams.
It flashed a smile,
One that was not warm or bright,
Only dark and haunting.
Dare not to wink nor blink.
For I have seen on its eyes,
A warning told by sight.
It's waiting for me to sleep
Under these old yellow sheets.
And perhaps sing one last lullaby
Before its silver judging claws
Steal my breath.

Smiling, tiny shiny *****
Hanging on a dark, lonely ceiling.
The night dances as the wind sings.
A guest, ancient but unknown
**Has came to steal.

A poem short and straight
A few spaces and phrases
Mistakes, need not be afraid.
I can undone the done.

Ticktock ticktock
Says the lazy clock.
Kring-kring-kring
Hear the morning sing.
Wake up! Wake up!
No more time for dreaming.
Zzz-zzz-zzz
Bees? Snore?
You're still sleeping.
Beep-beep-beep
It's your boss calling.
Bang! Hurry! It's 8 a.m.
And the world keeps spinning.
Ting! You're late.
Prepare for screaming.

Innocent lily on a filthy pond
Young, untouched
Lost in Dark Wonderland
The biscuit, rabbit and drink
All is a trick
Run, take my hand
Let me save you
From the Red Queen's unholy land
The hatter is a beast
Who pays for a kiss
Alice, do not be deceived
It's the devil's hiss.

Lie and die.
Swear and perish.
Truth's not real.

Ask and seek
But answers never known,
Forever unknown.

By night at twelve,
You'll hear the cricket bleat.
Go dance the song of Death.
But remember to count your breath.

Long walks, long talks under the south sky, we knew it was love
December, snowflakes, cold night but you made it warm
White gown, black suits, sweet vows, but that’s not how it ends
Black lies, midnight fights, angry cries, we know it’s not love (not anymore)
  
This is the morning when the French man curses Paris
This is the morning when the sun loses its light
This is the morning when promises become lies
This is the morning when are love kisses the lips of goodbye
  
Chorus:
Because on the eighteenth, summer turns to winter
All that we have withers
Everything warm and bright fades on the arm of September
I can ******* tears, I can feel my fears
You walk away with no words of love to remember
  
Whiskey, dancing under the night sky, I have heard you died
November, tears fall, sorrow cripples like a thief
Ugly box, pale cheeks, another goodbye, I pray to see you breathe
Regrets, lost love, indecent goodbyes, you left me twice
  
This is the morning when the French man turns to dust
This is the morning when he takes his life
This is the morning when memories fake the aches
This is the morning when even fears and tears can’t bring you back
  
Chorus:
Because on the eighteenth, summer turns to winter
All that we have withers
Everything warm and bright fades on the arm of September
I can ******* tears, I can feel my fears
You walk away with no words of love to remember
  
Coda:
Your awkward smile, your deep blue eyes
Old  photos will remind they’re once alive
Your broken dreams with an unfinished song
No more Tuesday nights for you to sing along
  
Because on the eighteenth of September there’s no morning, only mourning