Passing by

   

Encased in my cocoon. 

Here I am warm, I am safe, I'm alone. 

The world passes by. 

The sounds drift through the walls. 

   

The world calls me. 

It urges me to enter it. 

To leave my sanctuary.

My place of solitude. 

   

My mind wanders. 

To places far, exciting, unfamiliar. 

To journeys I have not yet traveled. 

Memories drift into my mind. 

   

My past catches me. 

Reminds me of the places,

Of the people that I love,

It wishes me to go to them. 

   

Encased in his arms.  

There I am warm, I am safe, I am home. 

The night can pass us by. 

Mornings first rays drift through the walls. 

   

Rooftop Sanctuary

 

The light lingers in coloured lines just above the horizon; though the clouds veil what is left of the blue sky.

 

The trees are lifeless, in wait for the warmth of spring. Twigs, like hundreds of fingers, reaching for the warmth of the sun.

 

 

The birds of daylight chirp their final songs before they rest in their perches up above the world.

 

The first light of stars peaks through the clouds.

 

As I look down I see the lights from houses and hear the distant rumble of traffic. It seems so out of place; so far away from my rooftop sanctuary.

  

 

 

The city lights from below call me home from the stars.

 

Diminished Perception

My mind laid open like a book,

Perhaps you'd like to listen.

The words, inside your mind, may glisten.

Just in case you wish to look.

                   

Jumbled thoughts inside my head,

The voices of my memory.

Fleeting pages, my story,

Written here before they fled.

                         

A steady decline in what you see,

Though your vision is not blurred.

Of pain and sorrow you are spared.

You do not hear my silent plea.

    

At first we all pretend to care,

For one another's allegories.

Romance, adventure, myth: our categories.

But our stories, told to the air.

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I thought that was worth celebrating.

Tell me in the comments what you've thought about previous things. Anything you've liked that you'd like to see more of. Anything you haven't that you'd rather there was less of.
I haven't updated much recently, busy schedule and things.

I've been considering posting things other than poetry here. Maybe let me know what types of things you would be interested in. If it isn't one of my strong points I can try it out anyway. Give me some challenges :)

Anyway
xoxo
 -Tegdyrb

Passing Time

Here's a little ditty,

Before you go away.

If you think this witty,

Then don't be led astray.

 

If I make you smile,

Just treasure every thought.

Stay and read a while,

but careful, don't get caught.

 

 

So, I haven't posted anything in a long long time. Or written anything. There haven't been too many inspiring stories, or words that I particularely wanted to rhyme, or requests (If you have requests for poems I am more than happy to at least attempt to fulfil them). But it seems like I haven't written anything in ages, so I might try now.

In honour of your first day!

Honey, I'm in love with you. 

And I know you'll love me true.

Your lips are sweet. Your smile is kind. 

I see it and your smile is mine. 

Your eyes do sparkle. That I see. 

I feel they sparkle just for me. 

Now you'll go to places new. 

See new things and people too. 

Whether or not you think this witty,

I hope the girls there aren't too pretty.