What is done is done. We wave hello to the sun.
We never forgot about the moon. We need both
the fork and the spoon. The day may be gone,
and time may be flying, but I am still trying.
In the sky, I see birds bobbing and weaving.
I can’t take my eye off what is now leaving.
I loved, cried, and smiled in the past tense.
I live in the present where it just makes sense.
The memories stay as the past fades away.
The future is bright: I’ll be there one day.
Don’t look now. It’s the moment of truth.
Have no fear as all comes to light.
The darkness has passed. You know
what’s right. There’s a time and place
to face reality, and that time is now.
Collect some money and pay the piper.
It may sound funny but learn to love
the transient weather because it will,
one day, get better. No time to run away.
There’s no time to hide. Jump on the ride.
It’s the moment of truth. You’ve been
waiting and so has your unfilled destiny.
Walk toward the light. Do not fight it.
Lift yourself up and enjoy this moment
of truth. Conviction and pure attrition.
Ambition and depiction. Subscribe to
the feeling of being alive. Now, don’t
look back and face the music. Life is
a special gift. Be sure not to lose it.
Pieces of the human soul become blended
like potions in a cauldron. The body
houses a soul once whole. Like a puzzle,
pieces of the past stick to new memories.
Love is the glue that holds together
parts of my heart once severed. Days
go on: the present becomes the past. Life
slows down only when we do. It’s true;
the glass we look through is fragmented:
a mosaic of sorts. Lines often blur. Things
don’t seem to fit. There’s a growing list.
You will be okay. Do as you once wished.
It’s hard to tell you how
it really was. It was a time
that seems so distant. Life
was different. Things change.
Choices rearrange what was
once the same. People go
away just as quick as they
show up. Some volcanos
never erupt. The worst days
lead to the best of luck.
Depending on who you ask,
things do get better despite
the depressing weather.
You had to be there. It was
a glorious time when all
was well. Now, we are here
to live a life worth living.
We are here now to fight on
until the end of our song.
No need to be caught up
when you can catch up.
No need to feel angry
when you are happy.
No need to stress out
when nothing is happening.
No need to reveal a frown
when the world’s upside down.
No need to drop heavy tears
when you think of past years.
No need to stare at the clock
when time is taking a walk.
No need to blast the past
when the future comes fast.
No need to be hard on yourself
when you can ask for help.
No need to quit the fight
when the finish is in sight.
IN YOUR DREAMS POETRY 