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I don’t want to become like all the rest, I want to be somebody special in your life.
To be able to do such simple and ordinary things and in the simplicity of it all to find a meaning for our lives.
Tantalizing melodies flirting with my mind, surrounding it with
Tiptoeing whispers sneaking throughout imagination, creatingchaotic prayerful waking.Purposefully stepping out of tune, walking steadily, hurryingfaster and faster to catch up with many ideas spinning beforemy mind.Clamoring for a voice, a rehearsal in words, taking off andlanding, filling creativeness with new memories.Life-long listings being tapered down to nothing, finding nomore to say to company.Wailing mournfully, repeating…
Standing in the puddle of my loneliness, feeling damp with misery,
Crying within to the tune of my particular pain, gingerly walkingaway, careful not to upset the puddle of my weary existence.Capturing the essence of pure, unadulterated packages of presence,holding them like fragile mirrors away from me.Never knowing whether life will be here tomorrow, behaving as ifit will.There are no guarantees for anyone, that is what…
Drumming melodies into a birthday of fifty-nine years, celebrating with the one he loves, playing keyboard beside him.
Calmly accepting another year, hoping for many more in the future.Later in the evening, joining together with love for a special wish of thanksgiving for one another.Appreciating the joy given to each other, friends stand by, happily wishing a fantastic birthday and many, many more in the coming years.
Youth wasted on spent elderly people, sitting in seats
with forked tongues.How pitiful and useless they are in their imaginedseats of importance.