I lie at night with music playing,
I convince myself it is to inspire
to create or feel or help me sleep
Instead i use it to drown the thoughts from my mind
An empty canvas with bright colours
I lie with eyes open in the darkness
for to close them is to invite images to fill the void
When they are open i see nothing
but closed i can see everything
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I thought I failed
My heart believed it
I knew I was a failure
my lips told of it
I am a failure.
Nothing remaineth
the bird flee
the dogs even -
at my voice
A failure -
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Oh! With what unspeakable anguish
Do I regret the vocation
I came so close
And so oft to having
The sweet acclamation
That might have been mine.
Had I tried and failed,
That would scarcely concern me,
Yet, I squandered my resources
......
It now seems
There are consequences
To living wrong
Only one choice
Replicates
Enough to make
The difference
Enough to wake
The cosmos
For a midnight
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So what? Even if I gather all the cakes of life,
And I eat with golden plate, spoon and knife;
My ride on Unicorns wouldn't stop the clock,
Even if I share with non from my luck.
So what? it's easier for a camel through the eye;
Than a rich man to make the kingdom of the sky.
Even if the dreary death will never desist,
From ending my breath; even if I resist.
Those who know me will know me no more;
......
A fool gets cheated,
He gets easily defeated,
He has never repeated,
But, has only retreated,
He has never completed,
......
I lie at night with music playing,
I convince myself it is to inspire
to create or feel or help me sleep
Instead i use it to drown the thoughts from my mind
An empty canvas with bright colours
I lie with eyes open in the darkness
for to close them is to invite images to fill the void
When they are open i see nothing
but closed i can see everything
......
In the depths of struggle, I confronted my plight,
With trepidation and uncertainty, my soul bled.
Alone, I wept, fears concealed, hidden from sight.
Weeks stretched on, casting shadows of blight,
As I grappled with the weight that lay ahead.
In the depths of struggle, I confronted my plight.
Fearful of disappointing, my heart took flight,
Desiring to honor those who believed in me, I pled.
......
I try to put my heart into ink,
To spill its secrets upon the page,
But the words falter and fail,
Like broken wings refusing to fly.
Each stanza is a battlefield,
Where my heart wages a losing war,
Ink spills, but the essence eludes,
Leaving only fragments of longing.
......
I am a traveler in this life,
Drifting through days and nights,
Chasing dreams and fading stars,
Hoping to find my place, my bars.
The world is vast, and I am small,
Yet I have a voice, a story to tell,
Of love and loss, joy and pain,
Of all that makes life worth the strain.
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