LOST

Night turns into day,

Day turns into night.

I feel myself sway,

As I hold onto the light.

The night numbs me,

Frighteningly cold.

The days rush by

As I grow old.

I prefer the day

When the sun shines.

The night can be fey,

Dark streaking the pines.

Night turns into day.

Day turns into night.

Days become gray,

I have no more

strength to fight.

WELCOME THE NIGHT

Welcome the night
And its good friend, the moon.
Do not take flight
From the man in the moon.

Let the moon take over

From the sun’s bright reign.
Let the sun take cover
Without severe pain.

A thick blanket will fall,

Giving the earth security.
Darkness will cover all
With its fine grace and purity.

For the sun, no need to pine.

Don’t waste precious time mourning.

The stars will twinkle and shine.

The sun will rise come morning.

WHERE THE WINDS BLOW

WHERE THE WIND BLOWS The trees of the forest shiver and shake, their long limbs trembling for the next quake. Their bodies blaze a glaring white with tears frozen from their new plight. The world has become hard and cold. My trembling body feels...

The trees of the forest shake,

their limbs fearing the next quake.

Their thick trunks glisten in white,

with tears frozen from their plight. 

Surrounded on four sides by white, 

the bright glare has blinded my sight.

A shadow emerges from the trees.

I hope it is not him, pretty please.

My body moves forward against my will.

I grab a tree trunk and try to hold still.

I dig my feet into the packed snow,

but I must go where the wind will blow.

SING ME A SAD SONG

Source:randomthoughtsforabeautifulgirl

Sing me a love song.

Rhyme me a sad tale.

The woe of heartbroken lovers

whose tinny cries take to the air.

The needle rides the grooves.

Round in a circle, it goes.

No beginning or end,

like a tear refusing to fall.

A song without an end.

The melody echoes through eternity.

One jump and scratch at a time.