Like most things in the world,
I am fragile. I don’t want to be
damaged beyond repair. All
life is precious and delicate.
Some of us bend to no end.
Most bend till’ they break.
Some are happy as others
pretend. Handle with care.
I am fragile. I want to last:
no need for broken glass.
I assume others are fragile,
too. Only if the others knew.
Be careful with those you
hang around; they just might
break you down. Enjoy
the challenge of growing old.
Believe in your soul that
you can avoid some damage.
Be fragile: handle with care.
We all got crosses to bear.
Tag: cross
No Vacancy
As the day moves, I seem to lose
track of time. I seem to forget
where my thoughts went. Still,
I feel fulfilled even when milk
is spilled. Thoughts, memories,
and feelings take refuge inside
my wide eyes. All I have seen,
heard, and felt does not melt.
What remains stays in frame.
All that I am is made up of old
times and slant rhymes. Still,
there is no room to goof off.
Now, as I move on, there is
no love lost – no cross to bear.
No fear: no vacancy: no way
to tell when all will be well.
Life is full of ups and downs
and broken crowns. It’s time
for stars to align. Believe it
to be true; it starts with you.
Strange-R
I walk past you and forget the past
because what we had didn’t last-
I do not know you anymore;
you have become a stranger.
The feelings I feel do not stay;
the energy we had went away.
I have become strange; Everything is strange.
Has it always been this way? What has changed?
I have seen you before, but I cannot recall
because I do not remember you at all.
You have grown into a stranger;
The life I live is becoming stranger
I say hi to you, the person I knew
Because you’re looking oh so blue.
We stare at each other for a moment
As I wonder where the time went.
You say hi back and we both crack smiles
Before I walk another 100 miles.