And if tomorrow never comes
Then tonight shall be my very last
Taste of this capricious gift of life
Sitting, thoughts of winning and losing
Be it you, me or all that we see
I’ll still spread wings and fly away free
–
(9-9-9-9-9-9)
Category: Syllabic verse
Serene
I feel the frown of fear looking down
And sigh as is deemed appropriate
For if I do drift too far away
They shall leave me here to sink and drown
Hesitant in a world so serene
Seldom a witness to lifes extremes
–
(9-9-9-9-9-9)
Crossing roads
Crossing roads; everyone is speeding
Trampling on my timorous soul
Left these indelible impressions
Some positive, others negative
Yet while squatting in caves so small
There’s not much space to drift or fall
–
(9-9-9-9-9-9)
Panic
There goes basic speech
Next, the darting eyes
I mutter, stutter
Before cardboard mouth
Now with panic sewn
I utter nonsense
–
(5-5-5-5-5-5)
Lost
A man who has not travelled
In one way or the other
Can have little sense at all
Instead he speaks some drivel
Dreary dreams of when and if
And hopes of mumbo jumbo
–
(7-7-7-7-7-7)
I hope
Please, can’t you just take my hand one last time
And bathe with memories of lovers twine
Desolate heart I long to abandon
Regret, my first and only companion
Yet as I lie upon this feathered nest
I drift away to pastures new… I hope
–
(10-10-10-10-10-10)
Today
Today I got one hundred hits
Another hit to pierce my heart
Final look at long lost spirit
Then one last kiss before we part
Today, the one who hears my words
A crow perched upon my shoulder
–
(8-8-8-8-8-8)
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