A Forbidden Love

Uknown to many
A secret lay asleep
On a separate earth
Owned by two longing
desperate souls
The two desperate
souls longed for a
belonging to which
they held in secret
for each other
A Forbidden Love
the people can not know
for fear of exposure
and for fear of rejection
of the souls
On the separate earth
a fairy tale was born
it was a tale where
eternity blessed them
with prosperity
and with child
never to fear their fears
Visiting that desolate place
kept them hopeful
dreaming of it
kept them alive
and longing for it
drove them with a passion
to reach it at all costs
A courage mustered from one
an understanding from the other
combined they felt unstoppable
and their love at last was shared
But the common folk didn't accept
their fears were confirmed
but they smiled and went on
love held them together
love kept them strong
love gave them a reason to go on
when their hearts wanted nothing but to quit
The message isn't rebellion
in fact its not what the story's about
Love works in many strange ways
and theirs was a kind that held on
life became a pride and joy
and many a happy year their way it did come

Love

Too many tears she cried,
Too many lies she told,
and her little act was getting old.
Her friends left her,
Her parents hated her,
And she was on the verge of suicide.
But something happened,
Something changed,
and for once not everythingw as so plain.
She smiled and laughed,
jumped and ran,
no suddenly she was not so bland,
How could this have occured?
What made her think?
When I asked her why all she did was think,
And most shocking of all is what came next...

"I think its love yes thats it I bet"

A Lonely Rose

...

Sitting in a meadow

'neath a shady tree

a patch of flowers catch my eye

then my mind wander free

In the middle of these flowers

Sat a Lonely Rose

How of course it came to be

Heaven only knows

Glancing 'O' so frequently

I suddenly realize

this flower is much like you

Beauty in its own undescribable manner

seeking a lonely love

for only then can

A Lonely Rose

be lonely no more

...

Sitting in a meadow

'neath a shady tree

a patch of flowers catch my eye

then my mind wander free

in the middle of these flowers

sits a Lonely Rose

I think to myself

Shall I be so bold?

I am sitting in a meadow

'neath a shady tree

a patch of flowers catch my eye

and as you already know

I let my mind free

I am observing life, value and time

everyone is rushing

when the time already flies

take a chance

sit back and relax

enjoy the time you have here

for it will soon be gone

...

This Rose stands for those

who cannot stand for themselves

This Rose stands for those

who cannot carry themselves further with strength

This Rose stands for all those

dieing and in need of help

but no one comes

This Rose means HOPE

in times of need...

This Lonely rose can be strong and stand alone

So can you.

My poetry appears dull,look closely and see the whole,
a message inside could there be,or just a thought for you to see,
Just a riddle for you to fiddle,or maybe a thought for you to twiddle,
Who knows but me,what all will see,maybe a twist inside this,
or just a miss of a wish to genlty switch,
to something new, and bright and blue,
A new years happiness soon to close.
Is this all just a wish of mine,
to see brains twitch,at the thought of a touch,
a touch of color and newness bold,
or just the smell of the familiar old.
What you know,is not all you really know,
let your imagination grow,
let it ponder, let is shift,let it make a strange new gift,
the future it may hold,if only given the chance to go,
so many places you wish know.
Only what you truly seek,will uncover itself,
gentle and weak,
beyond the shadows of a doubt,
a new dream comes out to sprout,
another newness of great delight.
Although you may not care to let yourself stare,
far off into the distance,is where you're at this instance,
because you are attempting to figure out,
exactly what this poem is about.
Your imagination is pondering,
and wandering,
it is wondering,
if I am insane,
or just the same lame thing you see everyday,
is running through my brain.