We had another argument and again I held my tongue
Like always I remained silent waiting
Feeling the heated words I wished to say
rising in my throat stopping at my tongue

You may ask why not let the words spill out
what good does it do to keep them inside
like festering pustules growing more rank
blistering upon the soul

I find the answer in a simply anaolgy

Fireworks
Heated words blasting forth from the heat and fire
spilling into the sky in a blazing array
heated veneomus words, spectactular
quick to flare and just as quick to die

Falling to the earth as ashes
laying upon the ground with no more heat
to propell them aloft
cold remenants of a dying fire

And what of the rocket?
That which once held all the gunpowder
the fury waiting for the match
that carefully packed venemous container?

It smolders with passions last flame
a slow dying heat red hot from the explosion
the gunpowder stench surrounding it
the fury spent it lays dying

Just like our relationship
If I set off the rocket and watch the fireworks
later to see only dying embers
and an empty shell

A smoldering and dying relationship
turning cold with only ashes
as a reminder of what we were

Sands of Time

Drowning in the sands of time.
The currents running swiftly by
carrying us swiftly to an end
as yet to us unknown.....
Clinging together desperately
and then feeling of undertows
pulling...ripping us apart.
Desperation.... realization,
we're together no more...
Adrift alone...fighting
to stay afloat without the other.
The sands currents pulling...
carrying us further apart...
What we were to each other
now becoming a faint memory...
A ripple in time...

Doubts

you silently slipped your hand in mine
and gazed oh so deeply into my eyes
searching as you said you loved me
but I had my doubts

I held you tightly to me
trying to keep no distance between us
telling you that we were perfect together
but you had your doubts

vowing to love each other
until days should end and time stand still
promising forever and eternity
ignoring those nagging doubts

people watching us with a smile
seeing two people so obvioulsy in love
telling us we were perfect together
but we had our doubts

Silent Tears

I looked at your face with blurring eyes
full of soft silent tears I have yet to cry
and my heart cries out returning to me
the one once you held....I thought for eternity

Silent tears flow downward one at a time
each with the question..why aren't you mine
following a worn path knowing the way
dropping quietly upon my pillow each day

Silently weeping letting no one else know
we were a secret...... and so I can't show
my pain and the tears to anyone else
I'll hide them away keeping them all to myself

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