World Without Love
I feel so alone; unbearably sad;
I’ve fallen, below; from above;
loneliness; slowly, driving me mad;
I’m lost in a world without love.
Although passions often run deep;
most involve only lust;
the lack of love; leads me to weep;
love can’t exist; without
Whatever You Want To Be
You can be, whatever you want to be;
or so, a wise man once said;
the choice is yours; you have liberty;
to our dreams; all are wed.
Although many believe in destiny;
others; think it’s not so;
we’re able to choose; who
Planned Obsolescence
In life, nothing is designed to last forever;
our cars simply cannot self-repair;
planned obsolescence is really quite clever;
it’s a part of designs; everywhere.
Inanimate objects can never self-repair;
engines and tires simply wear out;
once, worn out; they became, just there;
a reality;
The Hush Of Loneliness
Life is more complex; when lived alone;
there’s nothing else human around;
the only voice you hear, is your own;
once you’ve left hallowed ground.
Hallowed ground was the womb of birth;
the fountain of life’s creation;
heresy transformed us; to a life
Afraid To Love
Life is a mixture of challenge and leisure;
a mysterious energy, created above;
the ebb and flow of heartaches and pleasure;
all brought together for love.
Loneliness is life’s most toxic season;
no one is happy; when alone;
love welcomes in, voices of reason;
out of
A Moment In Time
While sitting, watching a television mystery;
I lapsed into consciousness, sublime;
my mind lost several minutes of history;
you might say, moments in time.
My thoughts can’t recapture; what I’d missed;
a significant memory was gone;
time cannot measure; what doesn’t exist;
consciousness
The Price Of Love
Some view life as a soft summer breeze;
when young and feeling alive;
when shadows come; life is just memories;
the saddest, of which, survive.
All our perspectives change with our age;
when young; we live day to day;
when older; we dread life’s last
Humbled
When young; the world was my oyster;
or, at least, so I had thought;
an underachiever; I lived in my cloister;
success was what I sought.
My life became an unfinished painting;
an empty canvas; bearing my name;
the real Artist; was the Lord, reigning;
while; my pride only
