Road less traveled
The theme it's to be
Something
about myself
Few will
ever see
Most of my story’s
Start with
a rhyme
Giving you
an idea of
what you’ll read this time
So this is the roads
I normally
don't go down
You’ll see
a side of me
I don't
show round
Ghost:
The ghosts
that walk within my mind
have walked
there through endless time
In the
shadows they hide and wait to spring
to remind
me of so many things
They remind
me too well
my life has
been a living hell
Am I so
very small
that I have
to read the writing on the wall?
To find out
that it was I
who placed
the ghosts where they lie!
Left:
When she
left,
my heart
left with her
this
passing of time
is now
forever
Though
longing tears
I will
always weep
not finding
her in
my arms so
sweet
My heart
will tremble
till we
unite
the fire
grows low
that burned
so bright
Have I
forgot the touch
of her
sweet hands
when
holding me
would feel
so grand?
Though in
time it seems
it all will
fade
I cannot
win this war
for which I
wage
To hear her
voice and feel
her kiss so
light
is all that
waits
this lonely
night
Love Is
Stronger:
His true
love waits for him,
beyond the
misty streams.
He sees her
in his heart,
and holds
her in his dreams.
A robin
sings a lonely song,
with words
he can feel.
Knowing the
love of his life,
is laying
so very still.
Hearing her
call out his name,
over the
oceans waves.
Beckoning
him to follow her,
beyond her
lonely grave.
No sun
shines on his face,
flowing
tears block it out.
Love is
stronger than one's life,
looking up
in pain he shouts.
He feels
her hand slide in his,
he sees her
glowing hair.
As he walks
away with her,
he sees
himself still there.
Life:
As he lays
there with her
they hope
of things to be.
Little toys
and lots of noise
around a
Christmas tree.
They lay
holding each other,
talking
about their plans.
He feels
life in her womb
with the
touch of his hand.
They plan
of trips to take
down beside
the sea.
Cool water
will splash
upon their
baby's knees.
He waits in
the room,
with family
standing round.
He is alone
not by her side
he hears a
chilling sound.
Looking at
their smiling baby,
he can see
her in her eyes.
Kneeling at
his wife's grave,
he says his
last good bye.
Moon:
Silver
hands glide through grassy woodlands,
while
shadows dance across golden leaves.
Eyes glow
red with fiery glances stolen,
small
creatures scurrying with the breeze.
Glistening
brooks sway with every shadow.
Their music
beckons for us to come out and play
Watching us
while we wandered aimlessly,
knowing
where we walk she lights our way.
Great
oceans though strong beckon to her call,
giving up
their water over shores so grand.
Hand in
hand lovers will gaze with envy,
together
while walking through cool wet sand.
He
Remembers:
He
remembers the day he met her,
she was
standing out in the rain.
Stopping to
see if she could use his help,
she looked
at him as if he was insane.
He
remembers that sweet round face,
glistening
eyes and those cute little lips.
Dropping
her off at her house later on,
she
happened to let her phone number slip.
He
remembers the day they were wed,
her
standing there in pearly white.
His car
covered in paper and soap
and the
first for them both that night.
He
remembers the kids the first one
then two,
and what number three!
With the
nose and toys, and little cuts,
out back in
the play house tree.
He
remembers the doctor standing there,
not looking
at him as he speaks.
He stands
alone there by her grave,
tears
flowing down both cheeks.
Sweet
Dreams:
Sweet
dreams, my little one.
Remembering
things that were,
holding to
things that are,
longing for
things to come.
Sweet dreams, my little one.
Sweet
dreams, my little one.
In the
twilight of tonight,
until the
droning of first light,
feeling the
rays of our sun.
Sweet
dreams, my little one.
Sweet
dreams, my little one.
For the
youth of your time,
of the aged
that have refined,
for
everything that is fun.
Sweet dreams, my little one.
Sweet
dreams, my little one.
For those
that live in style,
clinging to
life's trials,
from me,
before I run.
Sweet dreams, my little one.
Thought:
Thought I
Thought of you
Thought I lost you
Thought you went away
Thought you left me far
behind
Thought I could not
catch up to you
Thought you ran away
from me too fast
Thought you made our
love untwine
Thought today would
never end
Thought our love was
gone
Thought I wanted to die
Thought you did not
Thought why me
Thought I
Distant:
Looking
into your eyes I see no place for me
your smile
beckons, your lips pull me close
I feel your
hand touching mine
and I want
to embrace you
but a
simple picture is all I have
Seeing your
picture does not help
Will this
picture keep me warm tonight?
Can it take
from my heart...this hopelessness?
Do you know
this feeling of longing?
Longing to
hold you, to see you, to smell your hair
longing
just to hear your voice
This
tugging at my heart...is it your eyes
your smile
or the way you make me feel?
You are
like the wind as it rushes by
Its cool
fingers brushing my face
just to let
me know it was here but not staying long
Going
where, I do not know
Will it
come back, I cannot tell
On this
road less traveled
You saw
into my soul
I’m at 1000
words
So, I have
to go