Sunday, April 29, 2012

~ Worthwhile ~

So often Life
Is not filled
With Love and Laughter
As much as
With Loneliness and Disappointment

But there will be enough
Of those beautiful moments
With very special people
To make it all
Seem worthwhile

Saturday, April 28, 2012

~ Something And Someone ~

Something has to give,
Something has to change,

Always, something left to forgive,
Always, something left to rearrange,

Always, something to make us relive,
Always, something making us deranged,

Something is better than nothing,
Someone holds us captive,
Someone becomes estranged,

Always, someone else motive,
Always, someone else shortchange,

Someone is better than no one,
Is something better than nothing?
Is someone better than no one?
Is feeling something, better than nothing?
Is feeling nothing, better than feeling someone?

Monday, April 23, 2012

~ No Words ~

There are so many words
Yet there are no words

For when I look into your eyes

No words need to be spoken
And the warmth of your smile
Is a statement in itself

And how could I ever try to explain

The trembling in my body

When I touch your face

There are no words to explain an emotion

So I open to you my mind

That you might walk

Among my Dreams and Memories

Then...and only then
You might understand my silence

Sunday, April 22, 2012

~ Alone ~

Lying, thinking
Last night
How to find my soul a home
Where water is not thirsty
And bread loaf is not stone
I came up with one thing
And I don't believe I'm wrong
That nobody,
But nobody
Can make it out here alone. 

Alone, all alone
Nobody, but nobody
Can make it out here alone.
There are some millionaires
With money they can't use
Their children sing the blues
They've got expensive doctors
To cure their hearts of stone.
But nobody
No, nobody
Can make it out here alone.

Alone, all alone
Nobody, but nobody
Can make it out here alone.
Now if you listen closely
I'll tell you what I know
Storm clouds are gathering
The wind is gonna blow
The race of man is suffering
And I can hear the moan,
'Cause nobody,
But nobody
Can make it out here alone.

Alone, all alone
Nobody, but nobody
Can make it out here alone.

Monday, April 2, 2012

~ Faded Dream ~

She was told dreams are reachable,
give them birth before they die,
labor pains felt through her veins,
ache of her heart, reached beyond

She shed the past, with her dress,
head first, plunged into cool water,
toward an island, butterfly strokes,
where his shadow knelt in the sand

Waves rolled over her bare shoulders,
water lapping against her breasts,
warmth of a breeze kissed her cheek,
her very last one, she began to sink

Her dream faded into the deep,
along with the shadow, she loved,
untouchable dream, meant to be,
her heart knew better, no regrets