The old forest tree is sad.
Her crown of branches raises high,
barren of green leaves.

Her thick, buttress roots
spread across the weeping ground,
where its breath, halted.

The forest is ruined,
for the sake of Man's dream called
Civilization.

They know not the truth?!
The trees are Natures' temples
where beasts seek shelter.

Their roots brace the earth,
joining a sea of grasses,
offering their strength.

The light ripples
as night comes
and falling
forever falling

I brush the satin
skirts of night,
I ease onto the black
bed of stars

Twirling galaxies
ignite on my palms
to stretch the universe
within my reach

a handful of moons
a brilliant milky way
lies within heavens
lost to our eyes

Rumors of shooting
stars fall in my sight
as I turned around
It was reflected in all

readings denied
so I scratched your name in shale
alchemy of sand

The old bridge lantern swung to and fro, searching
wanting just once more to illuminate anything
before its life flickered out.

Then she stepped out of the shadow into its light
tentatively, one foot first, as though testing the water
like a diver does before climbing the ladder.

Each cold rung reminded her of failed dreams
as she pulled herself upward for the first time
only to reach the heights of despair.

They are buried away, far away.
The tempest lights the skies above me
Clouds twisting,
as they bellow hurricane winds
The momentary still of the sea
before it trembles at the roar of the maelstrom.
I glide through the water with purpose,
chased down by memories,
Burning emotions that hunt my conscious mind
like ravenous hounds…
My foot sinks into the snow.
The distant sniping of teeth carries in the blizzard
Wind and icy snow break on my face like needles
as I gaze at the last sunset.

Damn!

My written thoughts halted,
A trusted friend abused
from night time overuse,
has run out of magic juice
to feed my passion

Ideas dangling in my head
denied in reality,
give birth to frustration.

Silence interrupted
as I paced about
trying to disentangle
my jumbled thoughts.

A lesson learnt,
never take things
for granted....

the worms tickle as they scour my flesh
I'm getting used to it
but soon, I won't know anything at all

in the meantime, I'll be reminiscing
on the late me and my former life

I was a silly man
unaccomplished
a fool
taking all for granted

and now I am dead

would this moment feel any different
had I been a king,
or world renowned,
or even a saint?

I think not!

tickling worms will always steal the show

Snow crunches where I wander,
The lonesome parade alone.
The prayer for the walk:
My emotions to squander.

I think back, for I am human,
The life I loved and the one now lost.
I left soon after to be where i am.
And only now I consider the cost...
I knew you, silky brown hair,
Emerald eyes, and a body so fair.
I loved you, and I was yours,
And you were mine.

A shadow of what I once was now,
I need to live again, but how?
She is gone, and I left you alone,
I need to keep my heartbreak unknown.

What is happening to our youth?
their minds disintegrating before old age
smoking coke, shooting guns,
demanding freedom like they're caged!

A vulgar mouth on an angel's face.
The premature loss of innocence-
shocking! Shameful - a disgrace!
We can't pin our hopes on deviants!

Seek out the roots of this wretchedness!
pull them out from our minds,
free their hearts, guide their souls
let no more killer be another child

Alone...They are alone...
Drawn together they will heal
Hearts alive within the stone
Beat beneath the steel

Nights of yearning, be together
Days, of learning be as one
No matter what the weather
Have awesome times of fun

Hurt yourself no more
Do them the very same
Call it even score
Cancel out the game

Forgiveness is forgetting,
even for a day
For each one that is forgotten
make new remembered ways