As we turn the page of the New Year My eyes are moist with tears Because you are no longer here.
Turn the Page
As we turn the page of the New Year My eyes are moist with tears Because you are no longer here.
When a creator Pulls something out of the ether For you, it is worth more Than the gems of the earth With their sparkle.
You fixate on being happy. I focus on becoming worthy. And neither of us can be What we desire the most.
I loved you like no other. You hurt me like no other. I can not love another.
I loved you. You used me. I love you still.
I hate to haiku And be bound by tradition Like you, and your vows.
Give me a sunrise, Sky painted with hope At the dawn of days. Give me a sunset, The passing of the light With fading solar rays. Give me your noon, With that radiant smile Shining and bright. Give me your dark, The pitch blackness Of the midnight. Give me your all, Or give me death. […]
The greatest gift Was your smile, The way you beamed When you loved me.
It took me a lifetime to find you. It will take more than that to forget you.
Repress or focus your Darkness. Destroy or create Enjoy or mutilate The Dream of Greatness.