Our Old & Forgotten Worlds Reflect

Our old & forgotten worlds reflectManifest destiny lost to distant memoryTotems cast to our missing energyFleeting virtues laid upon either plea Our dissipated youth with judgement paidNever to return; so get out of your own wayBe in this moment, choose positivityPlan for the future, but be alive today

The Government Wants To Lock Me Up

The government wants to lock me up For I don’t fit into their diabolic plan Turning society into robotic morons I just can’t continue to work for The Man Trying to sell us artificial stimulants Fickle airwaves that their bully pulpit bought Falsified histories & professional victims The system wipes us away without any thought

Two Lost Souls, Like Beachcombers

Two lost souls, like beachcombersLooking for lost things; love & suchDistant memories of happinessThe feeling of being needed; a touchNestled within a Siren’s lullabyWe never could grasp our fateShrugging off the daily strugglesOur only choice is to circumnavigate

Unfolding Broken Dreams

Unfolding broken dreams The distant & diluted flow Our hopeless choices astound The truth? We still don’t know But we can never give up Clinging to the last of our visions Memories cultivated on dark nights Leaving us exposed with obvious incisions How do you translate a morning When your soul bears undiagnosed pain Scars

Life Rocks Us Silently

Life rocks us silentlyRising & falling with the boatVisions held most dearWithin these stories I wroteRemoved my choice of realityBut here I’ll take my standFirm between the swellsWith gentle reminders of Neverland

Sometimes I Don’t Want To Love You

Sometimes I don’t want to love youBut I know there’s no real choiceMy heart longs for your touchYour kisses give my soul a voiceSometimes you don’t make it easyBut we always make it throughThis world is a beautiful placeMuch better since I share it with you

Dancing Socialites & Reformed Ladies

  Dancing socialites & reformed ladies Choices of the malevolently absurd Not really what you figured to be Those weren’t the chances you heard Life tries to knock us all off The rugged seem tenacious & alive Tapping toes with your perfect partner Where do we step when we want to survive

Just Let Her Run

Just let her run Don’t be the one to impede Get the hell out of her way Respect will always supersede You don’t have to understand Try to support whatever she chooses Be present in her life & kiss away the inevitable bruises Image by skeeze from Pixabay

W. Somerset Maugham

“When you choose your friends, don’t be short-changed by choosing personality over character.” ― W. Somerset Maugham

Your Fraternity Brother Picked A Fight

Your fraternity brother picked a fight I’m sorry I laughed at your cool guy club But your dude made the wrong choice & now you have to deal with the heathens down at the pub