Rhymes and Mini-Poems

29 09 2011

I’m Back. Miss me? I’m not going to write much here, just lay down a couple of poems and such I’ve been messing with on Twitter. Let me know what’s good and what’s not!

  1. I have the heart of the poet, but the mind of a bandit.
  2. Two strangers a world apart. Two strangers only at heart.
  3. The strangers who come with the sands of time, always seem to leave us in our prime.
  4. You think that you may run this town, but you’ll be sorry when the darkness takes you down.
  5. It emereged of of a shadow backer than the night. Staying eyes be warned, that’s something you might not want to ignite.
  6. There are always choices to be made in life. But the longer you ponder, the more your life will be in strife.
  7. Two people, bonded by chance. Two strangers at a glance.
  8. The man with everything in the world travels in style. The man with nothing does not, but still travels with a smile.
  9. I’m going to leave this dirty time. Because destiny is just ahead, and I’ve got to climb
  10. The chase begins and what happens is anyone’s guess. The game will not stop till there is one less.
  11. The sharp crack of a branch shatters any illusions. The wolf and the man are now apart from delusions.
  12. Foru eyes sit and wait under the ever glowing moonlight. It seems the game of predator and prey may soon reunite.
  13. The sound of silence is shattered by the wolf passing. The arrow slides back together with the string.
  14. Oh yes, I am your stranger on the train. But watch me leave with the rain.
  15. Your world feels like it is collapsing. But rather, your mind is relapsing.
  16. From the mind of the Insane there is another life. Yet no one believes till there is a knife.
  17. The sun falls from the edge of grace. The night sweeps without a trace.
  18. The mind argues with the eyes. Those who do not trust can only be wise.
  19. There is little but silence in the air. The reflection at the end is just a glare.
  20. A flash in the sky is suddenly gone. At dawn comes the rising fawn.
  21. A stranger without a cause. In my way, there stands a lack of laws.
  22.  am the stranger on the train. Watch me come with the rain.



Somewhere between life and death

13 10 2010

Dream as if you’ll live forever, live as if you’ll die today – James Dean

Somewhere between life and death
. So it’s been an ‘interesting’ week of conversations this week. Just discussions with friends about different things ranging from marriage, life, death, relationships, amongst other things. Those were the ones that stood out the most to me… for obvious reasons. All between the darkness and light of the conversations, there’s came to me a few thoughts that I figured the blog could help me think aloud.

I first wanted to delve into ‘Death’. This came about when I spoke to a friend recently, about how her best guy friend had died recently in a plane accident. Of course I’m no good at comforting people, I’m much too ‘closed’ for that. We’re not exactly ‘close’. We see each other every now and then when our shifts clash. So when she told me… I was slightly taken aback, and I probably could have lent more of a consoling hand, but my way is to make people smile again. Not because she confided in me, but because it’s not a story you expect from a person you haven’t spoken to in over 2 months… or anyone really. It’s hard to imagine it really… one day you’re going about your your life normally, care free. Then the next you learn of a friend being torn out of your life, just like that, against the fabric of life. I can imagine it being emotionally overbearing, but can’t imagine how it would feel. I hope I never have to, but I hope he is at peace. I trully do. It is all we can do. And my heart does go out to her, and his friends and families.

Death’s a touchy topic. We all know know that one day… we will die. We know this from a very young age. We know we will die, whether it be when we are 80, or if something else  happens, and it splits the fabric of life. We joke about it. We laugh about it. We ready ourselfs for it. We know it will come. Why then.. are we shocked when it happens eventually? Why does it hit us so hard? And why is it so hard to deal with? Why.

I have questions.. but unfortunately there are no answers. I wish there were. But sometimes, the answers are lost in time and in death. I’ll admit, I’m not too familiar with death. I’ve never seen a dead body (in person). I’ve never witnessed a death. My grandmother did pass away 5 years ago, and that’s the closest I’ve encountered. I am still surprised to this day that I coped with that so well. That might have something to do with my walls I’ve built for years. Maybe they’re too well built. But you can’t just bring down a wall with a snap of the finger. It’s a brick by brick process. Maybe one day the walls will come down and I’ll learn to really feel again.

But till then…

It’s been a dark post, and I appologize for that. But sometimes, there are shadows behind the light.

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