Deep Poetry for Monday, January 31, 2011

Years have passed but I still recall that dreadful summer day, The day you said you were leaving, going your own separate way I came home to find your suitcase placed outside the bedroom door You were sitting in the kitchen, keys in hand, staring at the floor I asked you what was happening, why you packed, and where you had to go You asked me to sit down, said there was something I needed to know You said it was no one’s fault, some things were not meant to be That you tried to make it work,... Sign in to see full entry.

Life is a simple math Matter of simple calculations Life needs a strait path With wisdom not speculations But who is not at least a little bit psychopath? Even God’s life is not so smooth That’s why it seems so difficult So much effort is wasted even by God! Sign in to see full entry.

A heart is much like life strong or weak to survive can be whole or take a blow can be black can be red can be cracked or ripped feeling about dead other than your soul the heart will get you through and go A heart is much like life that is sometimes a drag there will always be a balance of the good and the bad Sign in to see full entry.

Sleep is innocent, sleep has a spell on us, It is wrong to be unconscious for too many hours; The destruction of dreams is inspired by battle, The battle of life has been gained by the unrolled eyes - We have woken up with unspeakable character, A necessary boulder to throw at dreamy lusts. Sleep is a conquest, but it maddens me in the extreme If the customs of the day are inhibited; Understand then the comfort of the cherished hours That the clock ticks from its hands and face. I am dumb if I... Sign in to see full entry.

Your footprints left behind in the sand but just like the memories they get washed away with every wave that crashes upon the shore now there's nothing here anymore that's left for you and me Everything that we use to share it is no longer there there's nothing here left to save so I just let go of your hand and walk the other way trying to forget everything you use to say With every dream that disappear's I wiped away many tear's trying to forget you now all that will remain is a love left in... Sign in to see full entry.