poem--- my words

And here I sit,
spurting words that do not explain,
nor do they convey,
but merely embody the plight.

Each clashing formation of letters struggling with itself.

Each sylable so violent it assaults itself,
tearing asunder
before even reaching
a nearby
patient
ear.

poem--- missing you

i look around
what can i say
it's not what i want
not what my mind can see
what i long for is the steady beat
beat of Life
i used to give
not this beat of existence
this meager survival
but a whole different feel

a beat You once heard
a beat You once held
a beat You once made
a beat i now miss

now that it's gone
my heart is lone
yearning not for company
only for what it had
just for what it needs
that simple Completion

poem--- sitting tight

What is my life
-but a tunnel so long
And how do I capture it
-to tell tomorrows young
Yet what is a poem
-but a mangling of a song
And where do I find such words
-but springing from the tongue

poem--- kiss

And when it comes down to this.
Its just you and me.
And when it comes to the kiss.
There's no place I'd rather be.

poem--- curse

Is this my wish-
or merely my curse?
Dreaming feels so good.
Yet it hurts much worse

Now here I lay-
or more so sit,
and long to remember.
Though I wish to forget

It may be a lie,
but I know you would stay.
If I could now think
or only just say:

Something simple-
far, far from poetic,
it has to be fun
but not quite romantic.

poem--- hope

This,
my wish
your curse

Burns,
my heart
not yours

You
have gone
left me

I,
do hope
and long

That,
you know
and come

When,
I think
these words

If,
I could
just find

Hope,
for us
for me

poem--- forget

Am I right to wish?
Is it wrong to want?
I can't forget the past-
But I need to move on.