Somewhere I Belong

lonely, confused, and sad,

it feels as if i was just a shadow of the day,

in light i exist and in darkness, i am gone!

what am i searching for?

when i have nothing else to search for!

surrounded by all sides, i try my best to survive,

but i have only 2 hands!

i run, i run as fast i could,

till i have no breath and no roads left,

but i end up where i started from;

drowning in my bloodshed tears,

searching for a place where i belong,

i stand alone, wandering and wondering

What am I supposed to do?

by Praveen from Poetryoflife.com 

Open Heart

Hear my heart throb

in the stark of night

out of sight

and beating heavily 

as the stars twinkle 

bright.

Sun catches the first glimpse of treetops

pillows soft and cool

as I wake up in new light

in a warm pool

of life.

Gone are the fears of fallibility

even as I am feeble

in my thoughts,

my heart throbs lightly

and hold on to those things

not bought

love. 

Return

Twenty years

of quiet travel transcended by

blowing winds traversing through poignant canyons

as short tidbits have been telegraphed to a wayward star.

Forgotten is your flowing hair

like the distant sunset in the West.

Echoes of laughter, arguments

cloaked in naive

love.

Years asleep, I revisited our familiar meeting place

and

as assent prevailed, bright light was slowly overcome by

darkness,

I heard again,

the Echoes from the Belltower.

Unconnected

A light footed morning step

casting a cautious shadow

before the earth rise.

Streaming fingers of light,

brighten a breakfast feast.

Seen from above the cast

is a beard of thoughts,

stubble from yesterday's cleansing walk.

Turbots Creek

I walked into your abandon room

stare at charred pink hair

ribbons that

soon

evoked

memories of your pet frog

and you

as I shut the door behind me.

Lost

I’ve been sitting here, wondering,

how I ended up in the place I’m in.

Where do I go, where am I from?

All I know for now is how far I have come.

Hopped in my grave, the chemical route,

til she grabbed my heart, and pulled me out.

As I sit, I remind myself

who helped me figure what I’m all about.

How did I let this catch hold of me

and turn me to a ghost to be.

I know this road would always end

and at the expectation of my best friends.

written by Derek 1.1.2013 or so 

Dreamscape

I am nothing but a dreamer,

thinking as I stroll along a lonely road. 

Sunlight knives through the tree tops

warming my heart with a picture show. 

I am nothing but a dreamer 

and I want my dreams to come true,

you know what I mean

so help me see the light

and

escape the night.

Join me on my trip

remember I am only a dreamer!!. 

1.22.2014