Suns rise
Children born
Days start
Lips meet
To heartbeats
Excitement
Anticipation
Eventually leads to expectation.
Afternoon tint
Clouds views
On time spent.
Once deemed
‘Heaven Sent’
Wears thin
Like cheap jackets
Sensitive skin
And patience.
Expectation caves to reality’s weight.
Lightless nights
Shadows stretch
Where the bad
Seems far worse
The sky stretches
Onward amongst
Stars & lost dreams
Is there room
For your smile?
Not til morning…
When this night
Is all forgotten
Amidst tomorrow’s
Brand new sunrise.
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
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i really enjoyed this one...love the progression. very cohesive.
ReplyDeleteThis is diff (for u) but flows nice...:)
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