Paper Boats take me back

No matter how much this soul grows
An emptiness it always feels
Sigh its that time of the year again
When god adorns my home in his most beautiful rain soaked reels

Yeah it misses the rainy boats
Paper-built in times so dry
With bliss they float with hope so strong
They make even the Jagged Rocks cry

Or the times when time just stopped
Drenched in rain as little angels hopped
And yet somehow the same time flew by
As thunder made those angels cry

As clouds shout and pout and together pour
Arid souls in elation roar
Dead almost! waiting for this life saving song
Miracle it seems life just has no wrong!

Memories drenched in moments so strong
Each second of memory lasting a whole life long!
And yet the soul at a standstill asks you why
You still sit here as new memories just pass you by

If only a paper boat I could make
Full of hope no storm could break
Take me home rain drops in my eye
Hurry! For time has sucked this soul almost dry!

a Kindergarden Rhymester NOT

Seen in those blue eyes through eyes not of my own
Known you over the years...every year the fondness found grown
A silly one...A witty one ....confused and yet so remarkably strong
The best quality about you is you cant stand anything wrong

Whether it is your eyes two or eyes four
See through my eyes you would always want to see more
how I wish I could see you more
how I wish I could show you I adore!

Made a kindergarden rhymester out of a writer so dark
What I created now and what I feel so contrasting stark
You make me want to write and write innocently all over again
Yuck! Its all fluff and happiness where is the sorrow where is the pain?


What do I want I dont even know
Knowing you more is sure one way to go
Its strange how a closed book keeps you awake @ night
And yet when you uncover her in day light broad
She makes you still lose all sight

Language of Dreams

Darkness pervades the realm of my night...
Torturing my soul, even days are not bright...
Drowning away in sights I lose my vision...
Dreams are taking me hostage for no rhyme or reason...
There is a story to be read of course in these weary eyes...
Yet I cant read even after a million Tries!!!

Apathy, Sorrow, Torture, Fear
Uncontrollable Pain as "eye" sheds a tear
Ain't no stopping this pain it seems
For I understand not the language of dreams!!! (C)