Did you ever think to bring a second candle?
The optimist in you did not think the darkness will last
The wax dripping off of its handle
As it burns much too fast
But I who’s seen darkness, I who was birthed away from light
I hoard all the candles
Fearing that they might
Not be enough
Tag: depression
Slipping
Time is slipping away
And I hoped you would stay
But I’ll be slipping too
I wished you well
I wished you good
I’ve done all I know I could
But time
Is my enemy and time is my friend
I wished I could see it till the end
But time is slipping away
And I will be slipping too
Fragile
It is much too fragile
That thing that you base your life on
The stepping stone
The foundation to it all
It’s much too fragile
Much too wrong
Hope
You found a pothole
A place to start the crack
And the dream was born
Between the dark and dark
The whole was broken
And now you manifest
A dream unspoken
A place you can rest
Your head
For just
Today
My friend you survive
This way
And the best is yet to come
There’s no end to your dreams
There’s none
Eden
I weaved a nest
Out of the things they threw away
And I made a home for my children to say
He created an earth so large
So great
Hoping one day
The Gods will appreciate
The waste they threw a way
The Garden of Eden was no place to stay
Adam
I know your pain
I, too, had to do the same
To free myself and children alike
To start fresh
A new life
I too had to be
Immigrant
But free
Naked
I wondered
How embarrassing must it be
To be naked
Outside
Like this tree
She has no shame
Not one bit
And she claims
That she had lived
A thousand and one
Days under the sun
Naked
Happy
And Free
I wondered how great it would be
To be naked like that tree
Self Love
Don’t forget to nurture your soul
…
You lost your pieces
Those that made you, you
And now you wander
Forgetting what you loved
To do
Good Bye
The things that could never fit within a bag, are the things I desperately wanted to pack
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Awake
You are the puppy I’ve always wanted
You are a song with a perfect rhyme
You are made out of my imagination
You are something that I call mine
But you disappeare too soon
As I wake
Sorry| Short Poem
They poisoned the dogs in my street
They said I can no longer give them food to eat
But I’d always eat half my plate
Save it for midnight
When it’s much too late
Then I go running with the wild dogs
They poisoned the dogs in my street
And I still refuse to eat, the food on my plate
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