If You Knew My Thoughts

Midnight
can't sleep
not sure if I want to
with you
next to me

Watching you
breath
after breath
as my imagination
burns
like passion

What if I
touch
you
interrupt your dreams
to ask
if you were dreaming of me
because
I'm wide awake
dreaming of you

And Now

And now
feels
as if we're
beautifully complicated
you are
the kind stranger
and I am
someone
who needs a friendly moment
someone
who needs you
to hear me
to talk to me
to appreciate
where we are

And now
feels
wrong
trying to feel right
as if we are alone
while being
breath
to breath
hand
in hand
body
to body
soul
to soul

Emptiness
wrapped
in forever
speechless love
without
friendship
without
what matters in life
hoping
that another stranger
won't complicate our chance
to appreciate where we’ve been

Befriended You

Nothing
last forever
tick
tock
time
is of the essence

Tomorrow
was never promised

If you can
stretch
the many tomorrows
into minutes
called moments
you can embrace

You can
live forever
if you only
live

Because
love
doesn’t mean
everything
but rather
the feeling
that you have
everything

Don’t wait
until
time mourns you
live
now
as if time
has befriended you

*Poppashroom and ladywind this poem is for you. I know you'll never read this but know I miss you you

Nothing Will Ever Be the Same

Started
with the black light
of midnight
everything
felt surreal
exploring
the depths darkness
searching
for what we wanted
to feel

Our intent
was a quick moment
nothing everlasting
just something
satisfying
and then
back to life
with something
missing

But now
felt
as if the clock
whispered
a promise
that its hands would slowly move
to give us
time
to slowly
and rhythmically
let desire
explore how beautiful
our bodies could move

Unaware of time
until
the gentle burn
of the morning sun
awakened the reality
of what passion
has done
and now
nothing will ever be the same

If Only for a Moment

She purposely
left
the image of her breath
on the window

She knew
it would disappear
in a matter of minutes
but wondered
if only for a moment
those few minutes
could be the lifetime
her soul
desperately needed

Nothing good
last
forever
yet
everything painful
never leaves

She sighed
and left
her longing
on the window
foolishly believing
that time
played the music
the rain
and her soul
danced to

Death
was as eerily silent
as the morning light
hidden
behind the clouds
an empty feeling
filled
with more emotions
than love could ever speak

She sighed
and missed him
as the image of her breath
reminded her
that she was still alive

Yes!!!

Poetry is causes the soul to feel beautiful in the midst of rain. It is the reason why there are no reasons why. Poetry is every mood we have.

The Reason I Write

I hear poetry
in winter's cold
and in spring's rain
I can feel it
like the heat
of summer
and when autumn colors
fall softly upon us

I hear poetry
listening
to the birds sing
as the morning dew glistens
like diamonds
echoing the sun's light
or while dancing
in the rain

In a crowd
or alone
I hear it

It is the music
that fills my soul
note
after
note
composed prose
that knows
my inner thoughts

I hear it

I hear poetry
every night
when the stars
give midnight sustenance
and then
with the elegance of time's gentle touch
a new morning
appears
as the sun's radiance
awakens
every moment of my dreams

I want to be
as beautiful
as the masterpiece
life paints each day
winds
as soft as butterfly kisses
holding me captive
as a lazy river
carries me away
to places unknown

I write
hoping
that all I hear
can be felt
in every word

Thank you!!!

Thank you!!!

Hope and the Blues

Sat alone
in the quiet
tickling the ivory
until something that sounded like the blues
filled the air

Cigar smoke
reached
for the sky
as bourbon
and too much time
kept me company

Note
after note
sweet as the dram in my glass
and as sorrowful
as the emptiness of my glass
capture winter
like a song
cold
cold
cold
memories
of you and I

Can't escape this rhythm
the night
right now
sings to me
like a thrill
that's gone
and I keep holding on
and hoping
I keep playing on
and hoping
for tomorrow's sunlight

Live and Love to Tomorrow

I was
thinking
about tomorrow
how we
embraced the moment
as if it
and we
were meant to be

It seems
so long
before we reach
what dreams could be
tomorrow
as we
live
and love
right now
in this rare moment
called
today

Where
memories
feel
as if
time is moving
forward
taking us to
every shade
of sunshine
and midnight

Destiny
finding
solace in the rhythm
of life
where we
live
love
and make
new memories
tomorrow

Fragments

Moments
float
like bits
and pieces
of possibilities
told
on different
tomorrows
complicating
every new yesterday

Yet
like a dark sunrise
we are
the same
me
the same
you
the same things
we do
only bits
and pieces
of the same story
with no new memories
to changed today

Living
as an incomplete puzzle
fragments
of joy
and pain
strewn about like
bits
and pieces
of every conversation
we stopped having
the border was set
long ago
yet
there is still no picture of a better tomorrow

The Emptiness Between Dark and Light

Darkness
whispered
"I love you
I love you
I love you"
so many times
that you wanted to believe
it was true

Soft
and gentle
like a devoted lover
yet
as silent as loneliness
because his devotion
is to her
his love
is for her
and his lies
are yours for forever
leaving you
drowning
in a thirst for more
and try as you may
you cannot escape
through the open door
his words
sees your beauty
yet the mirror
tells you that you are only worth
the love within his whispers
"One day baby
I just can't leave her now
but we'll be together soon"

It feels as if
you exist
as a prisoner of passionless desire
where your weakest moment
is your only moment
of clarity
strangled
by a love
that won't let you breathe
inhaling
the nothingness
of reality
exhaling
until your lungs
are as empty
as your bed
and you wonder
silently
will he leave her
as you fall asleep
hoping
to dream that he is holding you
until
the morning light

I must apologize for I used this poem as inspiration for one of mine. I simply find your work to be great and well, thank you for inspiring me. Love this poem

Hate

I hate you
because
I love you
and I know
you don't love me anymore

I hate you
because
the only
thing I ever wanted
was tomorrow
with you
and now
tomorrow is simply
another moment without you

This hurts so much
love
and everything
it's supposed to be
and what it is right now
for me
alone

So yes
I hate you

Nice!!

Open My Hand

I reach out
grasping for the wind
in hopes of capturing
just an inkling of hope
to hold
as tightly as I possibly can
so that
I could believe
the impossible

That
I could breathe again
that
the nothingness
of the air
could be held
as tightly
as the love
that
was no longer there

I want to be foolish
but I know
that
should I open my hand
it will be as empty
as my arms
that
once held her
it's just
that
I need an inkling
of hope

Deep Waters

Rippling waves
flow
like thoughts
in and out
of my soul
without rhyme or reason
words
in need of a shore
to rest upon

It feels
as if I'm drowning
in silence
not sure
if it's the ocean
stretching from day to day
or simply
my tears
without an outlet to scream

So I write
poetry
introverted compositions
that serve
as my life preserver

Another great poem!!!!