Sparkling Eyes

When we first spoke your eyes did sparkle,

And your smile could shine for miles.

  

I didn’t know that you would see in me,

Sweet things to fill 1000 files. 

  

Every time that I would tease you,

Your eyes lit up so bright.

  

But until it was too late, you see,

I didn’t see the light. 

  

But now I wish that you would kiss me,

And hold me in your arms. 

  

I just want to know you miss me,

I can't resist your charms.

Lost at Sea

Sometimes I feel lost,

Struggling with all that is thrown at me.

I can’t find the will or power to cope,

Can’t find my legs to stand.

    

My world is like the ocean,

Sometimes calm, sometimes stormy.

But the ocean changes from place to place,

And time to time.

   

My Sea was once calm, everywhere calm.

At times it was turbulent,

But if I sailed, I could find still waters.

Now there is nothing but storm.

   

When I was troubled,

It was easy to overcome.

I would sail to new seas until the storm subsided.

But now in my ocean, there is only tempest. 

     

There are no calm waters left.

Not peaceful, nor tranquil; nothing serene.

But not one large storm,

Many typhoons and tsunamis cover my world.

   

My ship has overturned.

My voyage is undone, leaving me drowning.

Every time I near the surface, a new wave hits me.

I am drowning again.

   

I try to find where I was, try to find safety.

I have lost my ship and I can’t see dry land.

Those safe places,

Just a dull memory.

   

I struggle against the torrents.

But it looks so easy to give up, easier not to care.

I want to keep fighting,

But I don’t remember why.

   

There is an inescapable wall of water.

I am lost at sea.

Ampoule Mundu Argi

The sun shines from the ceiling,

An incandescent globe of light.

It is a copy of true feeling,

Of the stars that shine so bright.

It blasts down energy and heat,

Mimicking the source of life.

The flickering marks its defeat.

Day is severed by lightning’s might.

[I know that this seems ridiculously pretentious, and it kinda is, but it was fun to write. Tell me what you think]

Equal Conflict

Honesty is confused with lies.

You do not wish to see the truth.

You think that I don’t understand,

That I can’t see what it’s like for you.

But I understand completely,

I feel the same way almost exactly.

  

Is it so hard to believe,

That I might be hurting to?

I hide my pain, but so do you.

You say that “we all are hurting”,

This is a fact, I am aware.

But every time you spit these words,

I feel, I know you do not care.

  

How can you tell me I don’t listen?

When I speak you do not hear.

I hear exactly what you’re saying,

With each word, afraid, in fear.

  

We’re fighting for the same conclusion.

Battle, equal, unvarying, cold.

With words we cut and hurt and maim.

This war, with words, we choose to mould.

  

But we must continue fighting.

Though our same cause, unchanged.  

Broken

How many wishes,

How many dreams,

How many hopes,

Can one girl shatter?

  

How much spirit,

How much essence,

How many souls,

Can one girl crush?

   

How much sway,

How much control,

How much power,

Can one girl hold?

  

How many boys,

How many loves,

How many hearts,

Can one girl break?

  

How many hopes can I shatter?

How many souls can I crush?

How much power do I hold?

How many hearts have I broken?

   

How many times can I do this to you?

Why must you forgive me?

Forever Falling

Fall my friend, fall.

With your wings you can’t fly,

Air’s breeze is gone.

Fall precious fall.

Nothing to hold you up,

Life pulls you low.

Fall dearest fall.

Not worth taking off now,

Nothing worthwhile.

  

Fall darling fall.

I see you plummet down,

Like all before.

Fall my love, fall.

Not here to protect you,

Not safe from harm.

Fall comrade, fall.

For a short time you fly,

Like all, you shall…

Fall, Fall, Fall.

You can’t fly forever.

In death you shall…

… Fall.

Missing You

I know we haven't spoken for a long time.

I know that things are weird between us,

Although I don't quite know why...

You said that I was your “best friend",

I wish I had known what to say then.

I just want you to know,

That even though I didn't say It back,

That I miss you,

And I would give anything,

To hug you once again.

I wish that you still looked at me,

The way you did then.

The way your eyes lit up when you saw me,

Although maybe that was just reflected light.

But the way you smiled when I spoke to you,

I know my expression must have been a mirror image of yours.

I wish that you could read this'

That you could know how I truly feel,

But you're too far away,

And you're not listening anymore...

Attention Perspective

You say that you don’t get attention,

You say that we’re the ones to blame.

But when I try to speak to you,

All you do is run away.

You claim that you’re being ignored,

While wasting all our precious time.

Can’t you see that we’re all bored,

Of every time you start to whine?

I understand you may be lonely,

And feel like things aren’t going well.

But I can’t believe you blame us only.

And expect us, on your pain, to dwell.

If you want some help, don’t make us,

Figure out each tiny Clue.

And with your problems, do not blame us,

For whatever’s wrong with you.

The simple fact is that, we’re tired,

When you expect us to supply,

More attention that required,

To problems which you always hide.

Can’t you see we all are troubled?

Our lives don’t gravitate ‘round you.

It’s not our fault you’ve been so coddled,

We can’t spend all our time with you.

And if you say that I am lying,

And deceiving you about what’s there.

I’m telling you now, I’m just trying,

To be honest…

…Because others won’t dare.

Thoughts of You

You were in my thoughts

When I realised,

That I’d seen a sparkle,

In your eyes.

I never took you seriously.

I always played around.

I didn’t think you’d look twice at me,

Didn’t know what I had found.

I don’t know what you saw in me,

Or if it’s just a dream.

But when I see you look at me,

You don’t just smile,

You beam.

The Miserable Ones

It's music flows within my veins.

They sing, my heart stands still.

I wish that moment could stay forever,

That I could freeze time at will.

Those hours will forever haunt me,

Shadowing life in a dull grey hue.

But when I listen I have found the key,

To a world where dreams come true.

The moments of that night are guarded,

Safe within my mind and heart.

I can't believe that night has parted,

And now my hopes are torn apart.

It was as though my world had just begun,

My dreams unfolded before my eyes.

But now the battle's over and done,

The dream before me slowly dies.

The things that used to give me joy,

Now leave me feeling empty, cold.

But I shall keep the music with me,

Even when I'm weak and old.

Skys of Life

I search the skys for signs of life,

of hope, of love, of hate, of strife.
    

The clouds covered the endless blue.

I find no birds that once there flew.

 
   

I see the grey that veils the night,

Where once I saw the stars so bright.
 

With death comes the gift of life,

of hope of love of hate of strife.

Boredom

As I'm looking at this screen,

I search for inspiration.

  

But staring blankly so it seems,

Is not cause for celebration.
 
  

I could search the library’s depths,

For classic works of fiction.

  

For books can be a constant source,

Of adventure and addiction.

  
 

Perhaps I'll curl up in a corner,

Searching for a rhyme.

 

But today I'll have to leave that,

For another time.

Does it matter if he loves me?

So he says, he loves me.

Is it true?

Does it even matter,

If I don’t feel the same way?
  
   
He’s sweet and kind and caring,

But, is that enough?

Should I give him a chance?

Or should I pass him by?
  
 
Is he simply infatuated,

Or does he truly feel the way he thinks he does?

Should I have done things differently,

Or did I treat him right?
  
   
   He sometimes seems too close for comfort,

Smothering me with what he says is love.

But does it matter if he loves me,

If I can’t feel the same?