Over-Easy Sunday Morning

Embracing a day already delightful
Feelings of nothing invasive
Sensing nothing I find improper
I dare step off the sidewalk
Notwithstanding the perils
At times life has to be lived
Over-easy and able
This is a Sunday morning

From the ambitions left dangling
I know the coming tasks
I can still revel in being idle
Some dreams forgotten
Yet a time for all things
Soon it is time for me
Making preparations
I can present as a man ready

Adorning what I know cannot last
Savouring moments of every minute
What I cannot still contain
Turns subtle and always in layers
Yet this is a Sunday morning
I am over-easy and I am able
No burdens from a weightless world
Tomorrow my shoulders are broad

She

She dreams of moments
She survives in shades of grey
Happiness in combining colours
Lost yet still something seems saved

                           She cries herself to sleep at night
                           She laughs to hide away the pain
                           Still waiting on one better man
                           One to prove they are not all the same

She lives her days in the past
She struggles for something to say
Every crossroad is an indecision
Signs yet she can't find her way

                            She waits on better days
                            She looks to heaven above
                            Wanting what she cannot find
                            Who wants to live without love

The Days You Learn

Your dreams have not been lost. They remain right where they need to be. Whenever you find yourself ready, you will find your dreams there waiting. There have been too many days spent praying for your burdens to be lessoned yet omitted was a prayer for your strength to be renewed. Romantic in thoughts and preoccupied with dreams while you allow that which holds you idle to still linger. Patience is not so much a virtue but a prerequisite which gives you the opportunity to pause and reflect on what you let in and what you let go of. You hurt and then cried. You have learned, now you laugh. You have faith and you live. And the time of healing begins. Then come the days of preparation. Then a time to search your soul. Make busy your hands that remain idle. You will start to kick your feet. And with your heart open it is your feelings you will finally define. You have been like rose rushing to bloom, impatient to bud when without nature's ingredients. It is never too late to shine in your own time as a late bloomer is no less seen beautiful. There is no race that ends without a beginning and somewhere along that course you find your footing. Every piece of the puzzle is as important as the other. You will never find clarity if you stop searching. It is measurable, incremental, linear and it is obtainable. And those sooner days keep approaching. Defined as steps and you need to take them and the last one is just another first. Life is defined as progress thus remaining still is akin to regression. Becoming who you have wanted to be or rediscovering the person you once knew. Make everyday a preparation. Take everyday in turn. From hurt to healing to hope, these are the days you learn.

Wishing You Weren't Here

It's been a long July
These nights seem to have no end
If only one feeling would fade away
You still remain on my mind
Me still trying to learn to bend
Without you I make it to another day
I wish you weren't here
You still only do me harm
Ironic when pleasure from the pain
Afar you remain near
Mesmerized by your charm
With or without you here I feel the same
You are my Kryptonite
You leave me defenceless
Just when I found a heart of stone
You become this night
A  night that leaves me breatheless
You are here yet I am all alone
Praying for more
Yet happy no dream comes due
Your memory won't let me let go
Hardest of all
Friending the one you love
If only they knew your secret
I wish you weren't here

Heavenly Wishes

I wish I was an Angel
Everyone would love me
More than just good intentions
Love and love is free

          I could be happy as a breeze
          Existing between here and there
          Weightless Is never a burden
          Not idle when everywhere

If I could only shine like a star
I might just brighten your day
Stories unfold in the darkness
No one sees the price you pay

         I wish I could feel pain
         When pain no longer hurts
         Each day to a final destination
         Knowing nothing is worse
         
          

         

    

       

Nobody And Nothing

Nobody wants a little more sunshine
And there is nobody who looks for brighter days
Ain't nobody lost between moments
There isn't anybody who has something to say

The grass on the other side isn't greener
And these green fields haven't turned to brown
There isn't anybody heard screaming
Forcing silence nobody ever makes a sound

The rockets fired never do explode
And those aching never feel any pain
The ones searching cannot ever be lost
The ones guilty can never be to blame

Nobody yearns to be something more
Ain't nobody who will cry tonight
Evil never triumphs when there is good
Ain't nobody wrong when it feels alright

What Always Lingers

Wanting to be your gentle breeze
The winds of life drifted you from me
Your sent has lingered
The memories have lingered too
Life gives us pain and pleasure
I feel both when I feel you still
That feeling lingers
And I am grateful
My dreams having sailed
Across the river
Far and wide
To eastern shores
Laying me down
In greens and gold
The flower whithers
Soon I dream no more
Yet once upon a time
There you were
It was nothing of a dream
Until you were no more
You still linger