Wednesday, April 7, 2010

Finding Yourself

Have you ever wondered,
Thought to yourself what you were all about,
What the inner locking of your mind has,
Many extreme facts that you discover yourself,
Just imagine what there is to unlock when you live life,
Life is just about experiencing the moments where you discover,
Discover who are you and what the world may mean to you

Tuesday, April 6, 2010

Valley of Death

To walk through the valley of death,
And see no evil,
See no good,
Nothing but the blessed morbid sky,
A sky secretes nothing,
Clouds floating above,
Forever gray,
Lacking the luster of color,
To only have a dulled out tone in the valley

Monday, April 5, 2010

Unique Waste

Still amazed at the wonder,
Of the growth and the unique,
The unique feel of the world of today,
The way things change but is it for the better,
Or is it just to distract from the real events that go on,
The time that is lost when all we do is sit around,
Ponder and stoop in our chairs,
As we just caress the titan that capitalism,
Is it wrong,
Or right,
To just be amazed at the lack of things to do and the price to do them

Sunday, April 4, 2010

Thought Was

Always the thought was,
To walk around the void,
Evading the reality and fear,
Letting the situation be put on pause,
Finding only to lose balance,
With focus broken and arms unfolded,
Having the world at your fingertips.
As always the thought was

Saturday, April 3, 2010

In this Moment

Walking through the shoreline,
The waves washing over me as I stand and see the sunset,
Lights flicker as the sunset,
The water dropping out from the sky,
Eyes fixed upon the hue of the sky,
Many things are beyond everyone,
In this moment though nothing will matter

Friday, April 2, 2010

Echo

Echoes on the wind,
Sounds like eternity,
Voices are only representing feelings,
That which are most dear and kind,
Even bitter and sour at times,
Silent the wind calms and the ways of today,
Are just lost in the night

Fog

New found life,
In a cloud,
Not so high off the ground,
Foggy the focus of mine seems,
And yet all is clear when the sun rises