Poem-A-Day: Day 534

I Don’t Know Why

Time passes
then you die.

It's enough. 
 
No regrets,
no goodbye.

Face your heart, 
mind,
breath.

Space and time entwine
spiritual and divine.

The lonesome heart.

Souls part
in lonely eyes.

And I see places I've been.

I've seen simply
pale into view, 

cross my heart,
cross my fingers,
hold my breath.

Space and time entwine 
spiritual and divine.

But the lonely cry.

We are spiritual and lonesome, 
our souls are the lonesome heaven.

Poem-A-Day: Day 533

Be My Baby

love could be
 
emotion in deep

bad devotion baby

feelings come careful
 
looking in exactly 

magic eyes mine

dive with feelings
 
and be what
 
chains looking careful
 
are now for

Poem-A-Day: Day 532

Glass Angel

Angel in danger 
Show me strange falling shadow  
And persuade your love.
 
When you're deep inside
You persuade the stars and love
Play with me, angel.

Poem-A-Day: Day 531

When A Lover Leaves You

What a situation.

Confetti delicate tender storms
escape reward through demons
passing by nights
when a lover leaves knowing
the world falls useless
in passing reward before
demons have tried
the morning after nights.

I have tried.

Poem-A-Day: Day 530

Darlene

Where do you go? 

Skyline?
Passion?
Shadows?

Addictions don't have to think.

Darlene,
this is where your arms
high upon magic weave.

Mindless.
Flicking.
Twilight.

Time is your religion, my addictions. 

Darlene,
This is where your spell
upon the magic can't take it anymore.

Religion.
Addictions.
Darlene.

I want to be eternal.

Falling. 
High.
Eternal.

Your spell that you weave.

Poem-A-Day: Day 529

How My Eyes Adore You

A bubble floating above melting day
will forgive the lucky fortune
of the small and lonely golden tears.

Poem-A-Day: Day 528

Golden Heart

a bubble floating high
won't break, won't melt fragile.

so coldly hope will forgive me
for who I really am in the morning.

we are lucky there's a light 
crawling slowly in the mirror.

the moods of joy and anger
owe fortune tears shining love.

Poem-A-Day: Day 527

Fly Away

Fly from broken love. 

You say throw it all away.

I don't know.

Angels whisper through trees,
calling gently:

“Fool, crack and forget,
cry and fly away upon tomorrow.”

An angel softly calling
sighing pleas:

“I'm a fool.”
 
“I'm starting to crack.”

Cry, and forget about my heart.”

Poem-A-Day: Day 526

Storm In A Teacup

just saying
the soul's intact
be proud of a broken man

sail away
learning one white lie 
to conceal my farewell for life

a thief
behind overtime
goes around to sleep alone

my past
fortune and fame
kissed her and wished the best

I stole
a storm in her love
and then I wished her the best.

for life
I stole away 
jike a thief in the night

Poem-A-Day: Day 525

Sucker For Love

I'm a sucker
artificial below
Hell freezes
and searching
I'll want
my vices
my dignity 
the love
the now
the better
the truth
I'm feeling tremendous
the world 
It's pretending
and the photographs 
and cool emotion
now have love
the better love

Poem-A-Day: Day 524

I Could Fall In Love With You

Come and dissolve what I told you.
Don't abuse the worse times.
There are times when I was wrong,
when I could test love like a child. 

I was sleeping and believing,
don't let a space that's empty
fall in love with times,
don't be strong when I fall in love.

You let me down like a child.
Like a child I could fall in love, 
scream blue.
Don't get me wrong, I can be strong.

When I fall down to test love 
like a child, I can be strong.
When I fall in love with you,
Don't let me test love like a child.

Poem-A-Day: Day 523

Sunday Girl

Blinded, I turn to the wall
in a rhythm wrapped in laughter
and drinking little bombshell eyes.
You're no longer the night
that glitters lights around the mess.
You're a rollercoaster night,
the most of Sunday pushing
like a bitch,
driving fever pitch when you shine.

I'm blinded by the night
that glitters lights around the mess.
I will see a bombshell
making somebody number one.
The night and all around the city,
don't you mess up
rushing like a night on the town.
Make the most of Sunday morning.
Dance.