Author: headgeek

More than the shores of the Emerald Isle I miss the emerald eyes over that smile That melted my frozen heart And later ripped my soul apart; For our love survived not the trial.

If you seek for peace of mind, then embrace the daily grind. Sacrifice to your best self every day; This is the struggle, and the Way.

Butterflies fall like flowers Poisoned by their desires, Dropping from the sky above Victims of their desires.

When your mask slips and others see the lies will they love you as I still do?

The Princess who does not mature Becomes the wicked Stepmother And Evil Queen, jealous of their youth And freedom from consequences, and as such Poisons or seals away their rivals Who embody their past and hopes.

That which God chose to assemble Shall be, even though obstacles be double. Our dances insane, more fights resemble And it appears not worth the trouble. Divine providence entwined our souls, Heaven sent us to make the other whole.

I held a butterfly on my palm Bright and blue and free; I could not grasp its beauty So it fluttered off an on Its way, for its path I cannot see.

When Rumi spoke of the divine, eternal love, and joy, and peace I knew it could never be mine, For you just can’t believe.

Beautiful but broken: Not just you but our relationship.

If I told you I loved you, You’d roll your eyes and laugh. But when I actually showed you It was accepted, but never enough.