Angel, part 1

She came up to me a few years ago,
To simply ask for the time.
Stunned by her beauty I could not respond.
She looked like an angel.

With sun kissed, radiant, unblemished, skin.
A voice that resonated in my heart.
Her body curving in all the right places.

Tongue tied and heavy hearted,
I told her 3:35, as she turned to walk away.
She span around in slow motion.
Thanks, she said, with a smile upon her face.

My heart was set ablaze, I felt faint.
I asked all I knew "have you her name?"
Every question answered the same,
Dismayed, I began to give up.
The woman of my dreams stayed just that, a dream.

Until a year later, when I bumped into her again.

Perfection

Find beauty in imperfection,
Free of any restriction.
Treat equally with affection,
Those of another complexion,
Because under inspection,
And with introspection,
You'll never find true perfection.

Red

As sunlight fades away,
The man gets led astray.
When his bottle starts to empty,
So does his mental ability.
His mind on insensible mysteries,
And inauspicious discoveries,
He finds a woman bathed in red,
Who sucks his soul until its dead.

Stamp

She's got a tramp stamp and an attitude to match,
Looking to be one hell of a catch.
No one knows her true origin,
Or why her heart pumps liquid nitrogen.
She tries to live wild and free,
But keeps up with every responsibility.
She is narcissistic and sympathetic,
Her heart distressed,
Her body afflicted,
Her mind overwhelmed.
She tends to her friends,
Always to all ends.
Hiding her darkness in plain light,
With just her stamp to show,
That you never really know.

Wandering

She wandered about,
Looking for love.
Waiting to be
Wrapped in a soft sheltered glove.
As days went on
Her thoughts ebbed and swayed,
And every night
On her knees she prayed.
What was it,
That she was longing,
More than just,
To one belonging?

Woods

Strolling through the dark lit woods,
passing by where you once stood.
Remembering your every inch,
has my throat closing to a pinch.
I remember still your last words,
as we saw those dazzling mockingbirds..
"these are the most beautiful things I've ever seen, but now that I am 18,
it's time for me to leave"
and with that you went away,
leaving me alone to grieve,
strolling through these dark lit woods,
passing by where you once stood

Star

I see you standing there from afar, 

standing alone like a lonely star,

 I want to approach you but I don't know how, 

I wish to approach you right frikken now, 

had I a rocket I'd blast off to you, 

the dainty women that I once knew, 

you are so different than you were before, 

awkwardly shy and a giant bore, 

you've grown to be so pretty, 

with charm and retorts so witty, 

and yet I'm still here staring at you from afar, 

standing alone, my lonely star

Changes

Where has the time gone?
I've been away far too long..
I hope I've lost those that linger,
And kept those that give feedback with eager.

And those that just stand aside and linger,
Must by now find better to do with their time,
As I try and try to write yet another line.

I've been away for long enough,
To start making my words build bulk,
From now on, each post will build up,
Eventually to a point at which some lines,
Will hold power equivalent to the Incredible Hulk.

Although it seems that my page visits are not steady,
Those that care are always ready,
Reading carefully, line by line.
Giving feedback where they deem necessary,
Comparing one verse to another,
And one post to the other.
I wish to become here what I am in my head,
Impromptu, un-tethered, impulsive and unhindered,

For You

The thought of you brings a smile bigger than your heart,
your voice makes my face glow like a torch,
your touch makes my heart skip a beat,
but our distance only brings me all things negative..
I dream of us together forever,
I wish for the chance that we stay forever  together,
I hope for one thing and one thing only,
for our love to never parish.. 

Bird

Do you ever feel like a caged bird,
Hearing all that is said,
Watching all that pass by,
Unable to interact in an impacting way?
Do you feel your wings are clipped,
And a cat looms under you,
Waiting for the moment you free yourself
Only to have you for supper?
Do you ever feel like your owner neglects you,
Feeds you only what you need to survive,
Gives you only enough one on one time to keep you alive,
And makes no attempt to see if you'd like more?

We've all been though this phase once before,
Even those that are rich have felt poor,
And I mean not just those who are rich with money.
As there is more to life than what you own,
Life seems more about what you owe.

We are all birds of a different kind,
And the one thing that links us is that we are blind.
Blind to all of that which we care not about,
Just so we can keep our heads up and pout.
Pout for those who have less,
And for those who cannot say yes.

Sleep

They say one must not write when half asleep,
One must try to sleep, whilst counting sheep.
It seems my sleeping patterns are unnatural,
And everything about me is lateral.
Sleep and I aren't truly compatible,
Sleep to me is simply problematical.
I try to sleep as much as possible,
But not until sleep comes to me gradual,
Will I close my eyes and accept the infallible.  

Collections of Thoughts - March 7

As I approach the point at which the end is near,
I find a way to disavow fear.
The red metallic liquid rushing through my veins.
Stops me from holding on to all that pains.
This day is ending, and tomorrow there will be another,
I'll still have my sister, my parents and brother.

My mind is a weapon, and the world is my prey,
And  I must find a way to run it my way.
I must better myself and fix my habits,
Or else I'll end up as those lab rabbits.
Stuck within my own mind,
A way out, I'm trying to find.

I had a chance to do something satisfactory,
I wasted it all to help my family.
I had a chance to do something good,
And yet I'm stuck in the same old rut,
Waiting for a chance to tell the world "kiss my butt."

Pain means nothing anymore,
I have stopped realising when I am sore.
I keep going till I hit the floor,
And get up and walk through that door.
One day, I'll make it, I know for sure,
But when I do, the World, I'll procure

For her

When all is lost,
And your world starts crashing,
Look up and see the stars still flashing.
Although all good things come to an end,
Think of the happiness life can send.
Stay true to your beauty,
That is your main priority,
Let no one bring your down,
You are your own lifeboat,
don't let yourself drown.
When life goes wrong,
You need not to frown,
Just remember what makes you happy,
Even if it's dumb and sappy! 

Bridges

The dreams dreamt when awake,
While your mind flows free,
Ease thy heart of sadness,
Yet just for the moment.
These dreams are not those of fantasy,
But of an alternate reality,
One that we wish not to own,
But cannot due to our own indecisiveness,
As is, the life we wish to live.
It seems but a bridge,
uncrossable and unstable,
but how can we know,
until we take the step?
Should we go forth,
Take the step,
Cross the bridge,
Enjoy our lives? 

A collection of thoughts, January

I know not why you're sad, but I know I can make you glad,
To be a Friend of mine, till the end of time.
I'd continue to be a source of happiness,
Even when life hands you all its' sadness.

I'll be there to pick up the pieces,
and be there as your mood increases.
I'll not ask why you are down,
or why you chose to not wear a gown.
You are a princess, that we know,
Why not let it show?

You told me you're "no good for me,
I'd no longer be carefree"
but I'd make you feel pretty,
show you sadness is petty.
I hope there's an audience for the show,
Cuz i know they'd want to know,
I can be selfless with what I do.
they know this and you do too.

But to do what I could,
for someone I've yet to meet,
and haven't truly understood?

Take your time,
My love, life isn't a lemon,
It is but a bitter/sweet lime.

Keep in mind,
if you can't find
A way to be happy,
I'll be there to say something sappy.

Just remember one thing,
Though I won't always be around,
I am a bird, watching over
Making sure, you're safe and sound.