No Fly Zone

Higher and higher – away we go.
We are flying in a no fly zone.
We have to fly; it’s the only way
home. We can’t let others see
us fly – they might shoot us
out of the air. Who would care?
In the air, no one would dare
to be seen. As frequent flyers,
we have an insatiable desire
that yearns to burn like fire.
They can’t keep us down forever.
Our wings – they could never
sever. We will continue to fly
anywhere we please. So please,
stay grounded and well-rounded.
This no fly zone is our new home:
a time in space we won’t waste.


After Pain

Pain leaves a stain
we can’t get out.
What happens after
pain? Are we the same?
Some pain remains
like insatiable flames.
What can we expect
after pain sustains?
The pain will pass,
but not too fast.
The pain won’t last
when we rip away
its mask. After pain,
we can win the game
and tame the flame.
Pain leaves as soon
as we do. Our pain
ends after it begins.

No Pain

When the pain comes,
I don’t hide. I show
myself. The pain comes
in waves – to say hello
and goodbye. I wave
back. I tell myself;
it will be okay. Today,
I go without feeling
pain – with nothing
but good thoughts –
inside my brain. Now,
I feel good. I feel free
as I walk today’s path.
I walk to a distant tree;
I take small steps to
a new life and I forget
about the pain I felt.

Road to Nowhere

The road stays long no matter my speed.
Everything goes wrong for those in need.

The road shows no mercy to those hurting;
It doesn't freeze those who are burning.

The road is driven and often abused.
Many drive the road with a life to lose.

The road was made by a fearless soul
crafting diamonds out of coal.

The road to nowhere is always open
And never is the way we are hoping.

Growing Young

“All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy” – Proverb

I can’t go back

to the days now faded.

I hold my light

to memories most shaded.

I illuminate my mind,

burning away my struggle;

I want back the time –

its not worth the trouble.

I must think forward

and not dwell on “ifs”.

I can’t work backward

for the present, I forget.

The pain I feel goes away

and I accept the fact I’m Growing.

Thoughts that come seem to stay

and turn into dreams hardly showing.

Add another day, and another;

I seem to grow older.

Just take away my age

as it’s just a number.

It’s Time to leave and find youth

before my days go on.

I want to grow younger, that’s the truth;

I search for innocence as time I lose.