Sometimes I ask myself

Sometimes I ask myself
If there was no need to think
Where would emotions take seed?

Sometimes I ask myself
If we didn’t breathe
Would the air still be pollution free?

Sometimes I ask myself
If we didn’t see
Would the light refract off me

Sometimes I ask myself
If our physical bodies didn’t exist
Would it matter to you and me?

Sometimes I ask myself
If we were not born
Would we still look upwards and pray

Something I ask myself
If there were no words
Would this be my poetry?

Eye Opener

Kicking up the dust
On this road travel I must
Memories still shine through the rust
Life weathered like my soles crust

Those days of peace and slumber
Lost to the heights of the climber
Action, the name of my new number
Fallacy, I’m your most diligent member

Evading the blizzards a fine art
Have now become my inherent part
Meticulous with the precision of a dart
Sinister the ways of the heart

How have I come to believe?
That I’m better than I really live
Soon it’ll be time for me to leave
On life’s carpet my life they’ll forget to weave

Will I realize then
My life this way they treat when
I’ve been the biggest failure amongst all men
And all my travails rated none on ten

Going home one day

Going home one day
Thoughts, like stations pass me by
Each station my life retold
From birth to this day

Going home one day
The signals from red to green they turn
Ponder as I in between
On the setbacks and boosts I had encountered

Going home one day
People, they walk in and out
Like people in my life
They never stay, much as I crave

Going home one day
I learn to live by
The thoughts, setbacks, people
As life will never cease to change

Going home one day
My long journey doesn’t end here
I’ll be back again tomorrow
Treading the same way home

This is it!

Hmm! Where is it?
That thing that I
Have been searching for

Oh! How is it?
That thing that I
Searched and found

Ah! There it is
This thing that I
Have been waiting for

Wow! Here it is
This thing that I
Always craved for

Yes! This is it
The thing that I
Patiently pursued

Hallelujah! This is it
The thing that I
Have and will cherish for time

The game of life

I always play to win
I dread to lose
Winning always can make you complacent
But the race to No. 1 is never complete

Measure all my successes
Count my losses as well
Forgive my failures
Haven’t I won as well?

Life is like that
I play to win
A game, a competition, a race
Where I cannot lose

Expectations weigh me down
Opportunities heighten my soul
For life is a game
And I am what I am
Because I love to win!

What if?

What if I could, would I?
What if I did, would you?
Would you be happy with me?
Would I be happy with you?

What if I should, could I?
What if you could, did you?
Would the world matter to us?
Would we matter to the world?

What if I had, would you?
What if you did, would I?
Would the difficulties have passed us by?
Would we face these difficulties?

Would, Should, Could we?
Question and more questions
That’s all there are
Still it remains, what if?

The Protagonist’s woe

Deep within my heart still bleeds
Raw, the memories of yesterday
Life in a different direction it moves
No one can see the pain

Days become months and months to years
The past still a formidable present
Never can I feel that way again
The act scary to replay

Cupid’s part through in life’s theatre
The histrionics now of a different kind
Curtains have fallen, the protagonist still on stage
In denial the show never ended

If the worlds a stage and we’re all actors
I need to meet the playmaker and ask him
If all that I had to do was play my part
Why did it have to hurt so bad

Thoughts

Thoughts that are confused
Thoughts that are sure
Thoughts that are perverted
Thoughts that are pure

Thoughts that are distributed
Thoughts that are near
Thoughts that are forgotten
Thoughts that are dear

Thoughts that are diffused
Thoughts that are core
Thoughts that are mild
Thoughts that are severe

Thoughts that give joy
Thoughts that give hope
Thoughts that give peace
Thoughts that give love

For good, bad and the ugly
This is what I have
Thoughts that make me
The man that I am

Trapped in the shadows

As time beckons
A life anew
Stuck in a quandary
This state of mind

Disengaging the past
So difficult inside
Burdens the heart
With tears to cry

Opportunities abounding
With choices to make
Yet emotions bind
The fire inside

The images animated
Of the time gone by
Trapped in its shadows
Scared to think am I

To the things left behind

A long and arduous journey
In search of fame and money
With friends and foes
There were oh so many

Cradled this place that we all now cherish
With the sweat of our brow lovingly did we nourish
What’s the future no one knows
For we know one day we will all perish

A day comes when you leave things behind
In search of a new challenging grind
Anywhere the people may go
The memories still stay fresh in the mind

The tremors have rocked the foundation
Of the very thing that was once our creation
Though things may never be the same
Yet one hopes and prays for a resurrection