Pouring rains batter the old window panes, howling winds rattle weathered wooden window frames, thoughtful moments over open flames, bottles of red wine flowing through my veins,
Dark grey skies and fleeting lanterns in the distance, smokey maple embers fill the room with warmth and reminisce, thick woolen blankets and open true crime books, candle lit dinners of hearty winter soups,
Winter, my love, to some you are nothing but cold, however to me your yearly visits warm my soul
The sun rises from the top of your head and sets at the souls of your feet, your body moves in passionate rythmic motion, to the tempo of my hearts beat, stuck to you, I cannot move, my body covered in a blanket of your love concrete, sculpted by your hearts desire, I am now complete,
Lost at sea, your faith in me must be truly tremendous, titanic waves feel like mere ripples with how love do defend us, my dove with the olive branch, let love lead the way, in my mind and in my heart, you shall forever stay,
The light to my darkness, let the cool breeze of your love fan the flames of my desire, when I am in free fall, grab my hands and take me higher, the death of a time before you, I welcome the blaze of the funeral pyre, moulded in the flares of passion, emerging in angelic fashion, surrounded by your hearts wildfire, sculpted to your hearts desire
Tempting as it may seem, do not loose yourself in daydreams, for real life is filled with wonders, all the beauty all around us,
The trees filled with flowers and crisp leaves, the scent of which draws all the busy bees, the sun shining through with it’s warm beams, the soothing sounds from river streams,
Take a second to breath in the fresh air, don’t be shy, the birds don’t mind if you stare, take a minute to lay in the tall grass, just relax and watch all of the clouds pass,
Hear the barking of dogs in the distance, hear the secrets the cool wind whispers, just let mother nature embrace you and your daydreams will encompass this space too
Imprints in the ashes, barefoot I walk this road, cut deep in my shoulders, as it try to bear this load, prayed for a cool breeze, then what I got was snow, asked for warmer days, and found desert sand below,
This road is unforgiving, it will make you not forget, every blister a cruel memory, every cut a deep regret, the more you try to fight it, with more resistance you’re met,
With every lonely step I take, more blood runs down my back, lashes from the ones I love, they won’t cut me some slack, I stop, I pause, I turn around, this road is just too rough, I drop this weight off from my back, I feel I’ve had enough…
She was a dreamer, a believer, filled with hope from head to toe, he lived in the real world, a cruel world, his hope spent long ago,
Always so close, but never within reach, the hope inside her written words, the sadness in his speech,
See he had been knocked down before, more times than he could count, this world had dealt him many blows, that he would rather not account
Now she was on a different path, her road so soft and free, sheltered from the ugly truth of this world’s misery,
But yet they felt drawn together, ironic as it seems, for he sheltered her from harm, as she sewed his heart back together at the seams
Take me in your arms so I may embrace you like the seasons, the scent of Spring surrounds you, the warmth of Summer your blanket, gentle as an Autumn leave falling, comfort like a Winter’s day morning,
All the beauties of this world, personified in your presence, embodiment of true love’s essence, your prayers filled with blessings for all things around you, so glad that I found you, the appreciation I will give you will astound you, heavens fallen angel, but even that could not ground you.
We are the broken but whole and though our cracks, they may be deep, do not mistake this for a weakness, for I assure you we are not weak, we will not shatter when shaken, we will not crumble under pressure, our golden standard our own, we are not here for you to measure,
We will rise above expectations, in the depths we do not creep, we do not follow, we are not sheep, we know our value and we are not cheap, for we are the broken but whole, everyone of us unique
They who know heartbreak, know happiness just as pure, just as they who supplied the poison, have once supplied the cure,
Show gratitude to those who leave you beaten and broken, for now you see joy is smothered in honey, just as those that left you cold, motivate your days to be sunny,
Take lessons from the pheonix, as it rises from the ashes, it will find itself burnout again, before it brings wonder to the masses
Thoughts of death lately seem to fill my mind, clock watching for gate keepers occupies my time, dark thoughts so suffocating, swallowing the shine, sadness behind the biggest smiles, standard answer, I’m fine,
It’s my choice to suffer in silence, all who care have tried their best, carry the world upon my shoulders, yet can’t seem to lift this weight upon my chest, well put together on the surface, yet beneath I am a mess, the long sleep grows more appealing, if I may, I must confess,
Do more, say less, pats on the back, they’re so impressed, always giving and giving has left me stressed, all these expectations of my best have left me without rest, as I spiral through a hornets nest of intrusive thoughts I can’t digest, but I’m needed so I must digress, your love is the only reason all hope hasn’t died yet…
Just another Sunday morning, reflecting on my regrets, where did I go wrong? My bedroom inside my head, is this how I’ve made my bed?
Should I blame others instead? Now carefully I tread, emotions hold but by a thread, yet the feeling that I get when I reflect is one of dread, fight or flight, which one is right? For when I fought I should have fled, maybe I would not have bled, for when I tried to lift my fists they felt heavy as though made of lead,
So where now do I turn? What bridges do I burn? How do I discern what to forget and what to learn? My emotions left to churn, I linger yet I yearn, this contradiction an affliction, are these the feelings that I earn? I’m on my knees, I beg and plead for all this to adjourn.
Pandora Poems 