Poetry from the Early Years
Candles

Candles burning
Like my heart when you're near
Wax dripping
Like my tears
Flame flickering
Like my desires
Seeing the beauty in that dancing fire

Rain falling
From the sky
Silently watching
The hues of your eyes
The soothing rhythm
Of water beating ground
A fleeting thought
Without a sound
Love was lost
But now it's found
Graveyard

My memories lay forgotten in this earth
The dirt is too old for growth
This decay is enough to scare the strongest of souls
Death is as imminent as the crow

My heart is pricked with a needle
Slowly dripping blood
The rain will never stop
I stand silently in the mud

This grave is cold and barren
Raindrops splash upon its stone
The soil is still fresh from digging
I can almost smell the bone

Who�s motionless body lies buried here
Resting in eternal peace
The writing is too hard to read
Will someone tell me, please

Dear God, it�s me
The Phone Call

Sitting here, silent
Waiting in the dark
Waiting for your phone call
Waiting for my heart

Just sitting here, patient
Waiting by the phone
Wondering if what I fear
Is everything I don�t know

The stress is slowly building
Not knowing when you�ll call
I shouldn�t wait for you
When you�ve never waited for me at all

I guess I�ll pick up the phone
I�ve been waiting far too long
I�ll dial your number one last time
To tell you that you�re wrong
Thoughts

My need for you is deep, always longing for this sleep,
incoherent dreams of past never seem to last,
so I must confess, I need you now like never before.
Ever so I feel you here, beside my breath.
Touching you, your hand, your fingers,
craving more than less.
Tears keep me dry on the inside;
love keeps me wet on my eyes.
Missing you is a fire smoking up my heart,
making me tell such lies.
Confusion sets in as bewilderment builds.
Never is enough to keep one day with you filled.
And so I ponder on, sighing at the fact.
Wanting to taste your soul, needing what I lack.
Faith has kept me alive,
knowing I'll see you soon
in the number of the stars
or the brightness of the moon.
This void fills my thoughts, never ceasing to
amaze me how fast happiness can end,
and you just might be able to mend
this crack deepening in my heart.
The Twilight Zone 

Staying here in this twilight zone,
where love takes over your mind...
will leave you stranded and empty-handed
when reality isn�t so kind.

So you rest by the fire
with your one and only desire
and melt your dreams away...

you burn joy into your heart
and tear your fears apart
so the pain won�t have a place to stay. 

Now you think you are the moon in the sky
and yet you still wonder why
you are stuck in this twilight zone...

Don�t forget your thoughts will let
you cry tears that you don�t even own.
NO COMMENT

Preaching violence manifests in itself
Arguments torment irrational fears
Unruly fights in angst reply
By and by with tears
No one helps
Searching left and right
My social anxiety overrules
Nothing is gained if everything�s lost
Depending on what�s lame and what�s cool
We all need help
Sickness sharpens our community
Violence strengthens our path
Ever changing in this New Year
Never learning from our wrath
God help us
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