Patters upon the earth that darken, a deeper color with bright shining beads upon the leaves
The air hazy and thick, a million crystals that break the light to a dull glow
Last year's leaves rustle on the ground as the scent of new life rise from the soil
Green as far as the eye can see, the melody of rain cloud the view but brighten the vision
Bathe in nature's cleansing and taste the final blooms of the season as it withers away
As the first chills of winter ride upon the back of the fall winds
Say it's over, say it's done
Say that forever will not come
Turn your back, let me see your hair
Falling down your back, flowing
Highlights that I remember shining
Where did they go? I remember them well
And everything I put up with, like hell
I doubt I loved you, I wish I knew I did
Who says loneliness is bitter?
I find it tasteless, like lukewarm air
That fills your thoughts with despair
So this is freedom, life without you
Never had a life with you anyway
I wish you see me at the top one day
I never look down when I climb up
So I won't ever see you looking at me
Of you, this is my final memory
The sky is forever, like an endless sea
Stretching far and wide above the trees
Stand motionless, riding the invisible waves
And watch the horizon, as it slowly fades
Knowing that moment, what it means to be free
Life is a moment, like the falling rain
Passing through eternity, just another grain
Feel the free winds that wrap around
And hear them whisper without a sound
Approaching the earth, the destined terrain
The slow decent, the ground getting near
Bracing for impact, suppressing the fear
Tugging on cords that reach for the heavens
Rolling the dice and hoping for sevens
Trusting in God, the training and gear
With a thud an
Even if I'm forgiven, I can never hear the silence
Always a constant ring, a reminder in the quiet hours of the night
That whatever was done, can never be changed
Even as I dream, and wonder of the days to come
Visions of the past flicker in the background
I never shed a tear for the part of me I lost
Only silently screaming in the discipline of my art
The penance I pay for the actions I committed
Though justified and forgiven, will never go away
Here in Purgatory I walk the Pilgrim's path
Till time or grace withers my memories
And I can find forgiveness for myself
He smiled and laughed
as the sadness passed
and the door shut out behind him
He looked ahead
Shrugged and said
This world's unlike this anyway
He slept with tears
And all his fears
Silently crying his anger away
He felt his worth
Ever since his birth
Was no less than what he heard
He sat and stared
Since no one cared
And lightly squeezed the trigger
He saw his reflection
And said with affection
Ah! This windex works great!
Blazing in the sky
The fireworks of foreign nations
showering sparks that dampen the desert sands
and make it glow the shade
of breaking morning in the dead of noon
Feed the ready seeds planted in the sand
with the new flowing rivers
that the evening rains bring
Let these seeds grow into the poison trees
bearing ripe fruits to be picked by the
nations that light the dark skies
bright in the early summer
Forgotten Souls
It was a strange moon, pale, alone, unlike any other moon
It shone brightly in the night sky reflecting upon the waves
The waves showed no crimson in this light,
Only the shimmering hew of silver,
Like a gossamer veil waving against the wind
Upon the silken beach lies a shadow,
A camouflaged darkness, an outline connecting
The mithril expanse to the underworld
Cries of silence echo out
And only whispers are heard sinking
Into the bellowing veil
Each whisper becomes a shattering roar
As the jagged souls sear into the crying gate
Again and again the silken net pulls in,
And cries become whispers then r
Spring
How gleams the sunshine in the waters after the rain
The gold so deep in the lake of dew
As faeries come to dance the night away
Upon the roof the tears of angels fall
The mourn for end and joy for days begun
Hearths on fire the cold grey ash awakens
And dancing whirlwinds upon the granite shaken
The dusk in spring and winter mornings come
Oh love be true and countenance bear me fruit
The eastern day has come, sprouted from it's roots
Today we marched
not a march but a skip,
carefree
with smiles
and many hugs and kisses
on green meadows with grass
Today we marched
Just as we learned,
Perfect and Straight
Proud and Confident
Cheers and handshakes
in the hallways and asphalt roads
Today we marched
as well as we could remember
fast and reckless
Broken and confused
with Cries and Tears
on the scorched crimson fields
Today we marched
For it is all we could do
slow and solemn
Silent and sad
carrying a burden and regret
Back to the Stony Meadow
Today we marched
but we march no more
we lie in rest
and watch them skip
on green meadows with grass
Blazing in the sky
The fireworks of foreign nations
showering sparks that dampen the desert sands
and make it glow the shade
of breaking morning in the dead of noon
Feed the ready seeds planted in the sand
with the new flowing rivers
that the evening rains bring
Let these seeds grow into the poison trees
bearing ripe fruits to be picked by the
nations that light the dark skies
bright in the early summer
He smiled and laughed
as the sadness passed
and the door shut out behind him
He looked ahead
Shrugged and said
This world's unlike this anyway
He slept with tears
And all his fears
Silently crying his anger away
He felt his worth
Ever since his birth
Was no less than what he heard
He sat and stared
Since no one cared
And lightly squeezed the trigger
He saw his reflection
And said with affection
Ah! This windex works great!
Even if I'm forgiven, I can never hear the silence
Always a constant ring, a reminder in the quiet hours of the night
That whatever was done, can never be changed
Even as I dream, and wonder of the days to come
Visions of the past flicker in the background
I never shed a tear for the part of me I lost
Only silently screaming in the discipline of my art
The penance I pay for the actions I committed
Though justified and forgiven, will never go away
Here in Purgatory I walk the Pilgrim's path
Till time or grace withers my memories
And I can find forgiveness for myself
The sky is forever, like an endless sea
Stretching far and wide above the trees
Stand motionless, riding the invisible waves
And watch the horizon, as it slowly fades
Knowing that moment, what it means to be free
Life is a moment, like the falling rain
Passing through eternity, just another grain
Feel the free winds that wrap around
And hear them whisper without a sound
Approaching the earth, the destined terrain
The slow decent, the ground getting near
Bracing for impact, suppressing the fear
Tugging on cords that reach for the heavens
Rolling the dice and hoping for sevens
Trusting in God, the training and gear
With a thud an
Ok, soon it's time for another shift in life... I just got accepted to one of the finest educational instituitions in the US (although some of you may not agree) and decided to take on the challenge...
I failed a Physical Fitness test today... first time ever I've done that...
I feel stupid now because there were some minor things that I should have remembered that I didn't.. such as: don't take off your jacket in cold weather, if your body stays cold, you can't run as well.. start out slow and steady then build up, if you take off fast in the beginning you're just going to tire yourself out...
Oh well, fuck it, I know I'lll do way better on my make up test...
and I'm back to work... getting back into the old cycle...
One thing that gets me is that I lost a bunch of my writing that I had... or more like, I just don't remember where the heck I put it...
I think there's a trip down to Florida and the Bahamas coming up, if I don't have anything important going on, I might opt to go...
I wonder if we'll get an oveseas assignment... deployment would mean good money but... blah, I have school and other profession development classes so I might be pulled out of going... oh wells...
thank you for the comment on my photo "Sleep".
I see it really moves u to write a honest comment.
I'm so glad more people like u r intrested in others life..
we r humans with faults, nobody is perfect we will always hurt others, loves but that doesnt mean we have the right to judge people!
After going through many horrifying experiences, seeing people get hurt or die... and sometimes being the cause of it, I've come to realize one very important thing:
A potato salad every now and then isn't so bad....