Time’s the space between events.
Events made from cause and effect.
Effects felt when closing space,
causing events to speed up the space.
Much like life, love and lust,
the time comes and in we’re thrust.
The future is and the past was,
effecting all, just because.
A healer of wounds or point to maim,
cupids draw’s reluctant of aim.
Bow’s untied but the bind pains,
the arrow pulled but the blood remains.
I close my eyes and the future’s blurred.
I call her name but none is heard.
I feel her touch when I’m alone.
A smile returned no longer shown.
My head still turns tho now a twist.
My heart still beats tho now half missed.
And this Valentines I wish not to start,
for a hole filled makes not a whole heart.
Shake me please, I can not wake.
Mind’s exhausted, rest I ache.
Nightmares consume the hours long.
Alarms blare with every song.
A love taken another lost,
spirits dictate, sheets tossed.
Days dark by night I mourn.
Time shared now heart’s torn.
Dreams of tomorrow gone in a blink,
eyes shut I fear to think.
Shake me please, I can not wake.
Yesterday’s choke each breath I take.
Time ticks forward and pendulums swing.
Optimism’s great but doesn’t change a thing.
The future’s unknown, sleep’s for dreams.
Sometime clarity’s not what it seems.
Questions swirl in my tired head.
Respite unfound in my tousled bed.
Broken hearts we all have felt.
The gates of hell I have knelt.
My soul’s on fire, mind’s aflame.
Yet only I there is to blame.
Anger’s felt with nowhere to go.
My fists bleed my face does show.
Passion remains through good and bad.
Words arise, though sometime sad.
A question asked and silence had.
Fate was met, a future sad.
Sadder still is left to guess.
Sometime no is better than yes.
Time will tell what is next.
Till then my head is vexed.
But love awaits this I know.
A heart pure again will grow.
I haven’t felt myself today,
though that’s been the way.
Just do and do for dues to pay,
but always more and less to say.
And on the rocks or sand we land,
to lie’s retreat or rise and stand.
And all’s unseen just looking grand,
but there’s always more and, and and…
And tides change with the moons’ resolve.
And life’s propelled as we revolve.
Time’s the riddle not to solve,
but love’s the answer to evolve.
And tomorrows too never stay.
And memories will forever play.
And feelings are, anyway.
But nothing is, as yesterday.
We seek to seek a clue
for paths straight and true
where the angle we pursue
is our own point of view.
Degrees unchanged are unseen.
Answers lurk in space between.
All turns return to the mean.
Golden suns and blue sky green.
But the wind never bends.
A loner never lends.
Always best is time with friends.
And the unsummed heart someday mends.
Take from me this simple band of gold,
walk with me while we both grow old.
Hand in hand our souls inline,
I’ll be yours and you’ll be mine.
In your eyes time does melt,
returning to where love first felt.
Journey’s skyward of life excelled,
when two is one heart beats meld.
Tears and hugs and laughter shared,
stealing kisses whenever dared.
Fate and luck met at the Last Call,
boundless futures in a crystal ball.
A blues band played, forgotten ironically.
Memories are golden because nothing’s free.
Mornings lost to mourning
Day’s lost to night
Night’s lost in darkness
Darkness longs for light
Sleepless nights, hopeless days
Hopeful nights, time slight
Day’s lost in hands-of-time
Time wins times fight
Fists hide mourning’s face
Gentle hands, mornings bright
Night stars light mourned
Suns rise, all’s right
Nights fall, mourning ends
Faces shine ending fright
Mourning put to rest
Day returns to sight