Clock on the Wall

The unnecessary toil
of its hands
over and over
and over
as if searching for something new
while leaving
our love
to fight tonight
more time

I want to ask
why not
i's not as if its hands
have not been where they are heading to
once again
so why not
why not just stop
just this one time
so that tonight will last for forever

But it's just there
on the wall
me watching it
and it
seemingly
watching me

The sound
of tick tock
tick tock
repeatedly
over and over
and over again
with its unnecessary toil
tick tock
tick tock
and no matter how hard we try
there is never enough time
for you and I

Thanks mzrosie and blondey . . . I do my best

My Last Words

It wasn't a choice
I never searched for
or wanted death
but my thoughts led me to believe
there would be no more pain
with my last breath
because I cried in the shadows
as there was no light in my life
I just lived in the colors of nothing
thinking alone
how to end this fight
tick tock
tick tock
time would never stop
nor would the things that I felt
doubts
pain
sadness
each one urging me to tighten the belt
you see it really wasn't a choice
it was their voice
they explained
how to ease the pain
and I listened
and for the first time I smiled
I saw colors
beautiful colors
and then I closed my eyes

Stopped

Traveling along
the highway
at what I thought
was the right speed
when I was suddenly stopped
in the middle of
us

No lights
no siren
no officer or warning
no one
but the someone
you used to replace
us

Licensed
to be with you
so why am I
like a deer caught in headlights
never thinking
it would be
us

Shaking nervously
as my fears
race my tears
to the end of the lonely road
because there is
no longer
us

One day
maybe with the help
of time's GPS
it won’t hurt as much
though my life's journey
will still be missing
us

Thank you everyone for the kind words and Palghat I think you're reading more into the response to my poem than what's necessary.

Misled

I wish
I could grasp the wind
and place it
deep within your lungs
so that your last breath
would never be

I wish
I could turn back the hands of time
so that tonight's solitude
was with you
and not because of you

And I wish
I could steal the music's rhythm
and place each note
each beat
within your heart
so that I
would not have to dance alone

But the wind
was but a sigh
time
misled me
and there is no music
only the melody of my memories

Thanks Ladywind

Beautiful

Ballerina

As time whispers
the seasons
understand that everything must change
and with the cool breath
of nature's sigh
the sojourn begins
one
by one
from the outstretched limbs of life
the beauty of autumn
falls
as gently as a ballerina's temps levé

Thank you and you're welcome

My Friend

You are
that safe place
where my pain
is able to cry

You are
that place
where my fears cannot hide
and my laughter
is found

You are
the silence I need
when I have so much to say
and I know
you hear me

You are
the someone
who makes me believe
I am someone

You are
the essence of time
as your patience
never tires
of my doubts

You are
the very best of me
because
you've given me
all that you are

You are
my friend

Thank you

Leaving

Your whispers
what I wouldn't give
to hear them
just once more
even if each word was but the wind
gentle as it may be
would leave as quickly as it came

It's the undeniable
feeling
of love that traps my thoughts
in the what ifs
what would it be like
to have your hands
teach my soul the beauty of a day's eternity
as I know
it would leave as quickly as it came

Hurry
please hurry
but when you arrive
please do not hurry
because I want each stolen moment
to remain within my senses
your touch
the taste of your love as I kiss you
the sound of your heartbeat
to see your smile
and to have your scent carry me to the next moment

I know
I said
I understood
but it still hurts
when I see you walk away
back to your other life
leaving me here
to dream
my desired life

Country Days

I remember
country summer days
where front doors
were intentionally left unlocked
and windows
were opened as wide
as the dusty road leading to our home
was long

Somehow
life felt as if there were no such thing as a stranger
or a bad day
and that the joys of fresh air
was in the games we played

Outside
under the sun's watchful eye
we laughed
played
and discovered just how special
each minute could be
as fought the night with every ounce of childhood

And when we lost the fight
we'd simply gazed upon the night's starry sky
and wish
for tomorrow
for a longer summer
with more laughter
as the innocence of happiness
was all we knew

To Just Be

I can remember
the sound of water
flowing as easily
as the sun's gentle burn
beautifully painting the trees
the colors of life

There was always
the easy sounds
of nature playing the soundtrack
to our laughter and innocence
during our journey
of undiscovered paths
through the forest

Summer moments
drifting by
with childhood friends
who never stopped to wonder
why
time would move so fast
the day
was the day
and nothing else

And now
when the brutally cold
day in
and day out of life
encompasses
so much of what we do
I find myself wanting to be that kid again
to be innocent
and free
to just be

Simply put, beautiful

Thank you!!!

Greater

It has never been my intentions
to have
small insignificant moments
not worth
the effort of memories

Nor have I ever planned
for love
to somehow become loss
within time's never ending fight
between
sunshine
and darkness

I never want
your soul
to feel as if it were a rocky shore
battered
by unforgiving waves
of my imperfections
but please know
I am imperfect

And though I hate it
I understand
that arguing
sometimes is a part of true love
so if the words you have to say
means that we are making an effort
to communicate
then I'll take your words to heart
in hopes that my listening
will take away your pain
because
I want to always be
greater
than my failures to be what you deserve

Thank you ... I do my best

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