The Trees
August 18, 2009, 6:55 pm
Filed under: Everyday Outlet | Tags: agony, art, defeat, life, love, lyrics, Poetry, recycle
Filed under: Everyday Outlet | Tags: agony, art, defeat, life, love, lyrics, Poetry, recycle
How long has it been
My mind tends to forget.
It’s constantly recycling
Remember and regret.
I’ve felt the way you look at me
I’ve seen the way you taste
I’ve heard all of your subtleness
I’ve seen all of your waste
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The Chase
I smiled at you slightly
–You’re eyes burst into flame.
I managed to hold off a bit, before I spoke your name.
I whispered and you heard me
The recognition– turned to fame.
I’m getting very old you know, too late to play this game.
Sand
Just a moment to myself
I’m grab it when i can
Just a second for my thoughts
Before the shifting sand.
I thought it would be much easier
To leave you standing still
To gather up my things
And leave you with the bill.
But I found myself regretting
The harshness in my voice
The tone behind my longing
My wisdom, and my choice.
