Smile

Every April morning, I lay awake
And watch the sun peak over the left
Window of the turret-like castle above me.
My garret echoes with doves feet pounding.
I raise my eyelids slowly and regard
The trickling, a slow surrender of a raindrop
Tress past a foggy glass pane.
I see myself in the angles of each crystal,
Looking past the frown there,
I utter incoherence, and the suns rays burn
My eyelids, take my weary arms, burdened
And weighted to shape a soft amorphous smile.
And my eyes laugh up to the window.
For all the world to see.

Reality's Torment

It's been ten million years now
Where the years have gone
Knowing there's an ending
That was life, there beyond

You have forgotten
But my memories still remain
And play in my head
Over and over again.

Your cruel words puncture
Dagger-like venom
Tears my soul incessantly
Emotional high free falls
Grit my teeth in pain

Fool to fly
encased in rain
Laughing at myself
Grip reality's torment
Open eyes disappointment
Piles, seeps and tears through
You never knew

A Walk

Dim golden lights twinkle
Wrapped around sorrowful trees
Throwing soft sashes of sparkle
Walking through midsummer streets

Wandering in sweet temples of incense
Savoring cold rich Italian ice cream
Smelling the flavor of mocha
Stuck in night time's reverie

Dividing line between abyss and heaven
Thin boundaries crossed in dreams
Mist descending softly
Emerge in darkness

Footsteps echo on granite
Midnight aura settles
Warm breeze blows past
Escaping to reminiscences last