Saturday, June 25, 2011

The Being Within

The being within
Is trying to bloom
longing to escape
this human tomb
Her essence is bright
light a rainbow in the night
she longs to fly free
by the moon's illuminating light

Tuesday, December 28, 2010

Shadow Dancers

The shadows do not haunt me
as they do the hearts of man
for I know they are only shadows
No need to take a stand
I let them paint my walls
dance upon my ceiling high
I laugh as they try to manipulate
what I see with my own eye
And if they get to close
off I go with the light
sitting in the darkness
with my eyes closed oh so tight


The Passing of Time

I dance among my memories
soft shadows of the past
Thinking of my yesterdays
the moments they change so fast

I sing among my shimmering dreams
with brightness all around
My little piece of happiness
that in life can not be found

I cry upon my withered soul
remembering it untarnished glow
I wipe my tears upon my heart
once as soft as silk
Now only a tathered cloth
so many times it has been pulled on
fragile now as it falls apart.....