You’re Fierce, you. You with your head held high and low. Your shoulders back, Drooping forward over your chest. You’re a fighter, aren’t you? How else could you deal with the passing storms? Did you feel the ferocity of…
It’s a state of loss and grievance, The moment you lose yourself. That confusion building up in your head, Making its way from the recesses of your mind to the core of your belly. There’s confusion beneath the suit…
Are you for real this time? You don’t stick around do you? Why do you find me when I lose my smile? Is this your best state of being? Change, are you my friend? You seem to come when…
They are jewels and rocks, Shoulders to cry on, scraped knees to laugh at. They are boulder carriers And mischief makers. They know when to stay, They also know when to walk away. They brighten up your life with…
You’re mighty strong but sometimes you’re mighty wrong. How can a petal grow when the others drop off? Pacing through a throng of infinitely sad faces, Where’s the glimmer of hope? Searching their deep irises, Where’s the spark or…
Storms are grey and whimsical, Storms are dutiful to the desires of a few. The sun is a lantern for the lost, The sun’s always the friend you don’t want to keep too close, While the wind’s an enemy…
Time is endless, Time is free. Time is sure and a treat, It’s an everlasting retreat. Time is a gift sound in its claim, Time will help erase all the pain. Time is a certainty riddled in uncertainty, Time…
You’re my rock, my stone, my pebble on the beach. In times of distress and need, in times when I was low, there was always you. You’re not a thing nor are you a person, but you are my…