Reality Strikes

A split image of yourself,

A destiny to be,

A person you once new, is now a dust in the wind,

What is happening,

To the life I see before me,

Everything is changing like wind and water and sea and sand,

Life is no longer safe for I be told,

The earth the stars and us,

Nothing more,

Silence in the atmosphere,

Not one soul alive,

This is what life would be like if we have war on our side,

What happens when life starts decaying,

Nothing,

Silence, stillness in endless time,

This is what it would be like without controlling our actions,

Life as we know it... is ending,

We can change it by working as one,

Knowing each of us as a brother and sister,

Saving our family from destruction,

We all can help,

By changing our thoughts, actions and emotions,

To care and look after all that needs help,

This could lead us to uniting all nations together in peace and harmony,

This is what needs to be before it’s too late,

And in letting the world end the human race,

For I can’t stop myself,

Saving an innocent child’s life,

From what we have become,

And must end. 

Horizon...

The horizon, must take you away,

The frozen time is still in its capsule of serenity,

The ground frozen to my feet, as the veins within the body have a cold snap,

Even subtle movements to warm cannot plaster the frosting mild hands,

You take a step onto the prickly sand were the city meets the seas…

As the wind blows subtle movements with the whistle of the waves,

The wash of foam builds a favorable moment,

As you float across the water, you are eloped with the barrel of the waves,

You confide into the moment, which builds to be a faint instant,

As the shimmer of your glow lightens up the world,

When the sun kisses your face, as you float within the barrel of the waves…

An hour glass hangs in the balance in the middle of nowhere,

Tiny grains start to slip through as these moments loose grip of the reality…

The horizon, must take you away,

The frozen time is still in its capsule of serenity,

The ground frozen to my feet, as the veins within the body have a cold snap,

Even subtle movements to warm cannot plaster the frosting mild hands…

As you begin again…

A Rose Wilts…

A rose wilts,

As an hour glass time slowly slips away,

Like the minutes that rapidly fade into memories,

A tear drops, as a pool of rain follows…

Like a moment lost…

Even though they flood back through the images replaced in your head,

A golden sun hangs beyond the dark translucent clouds,

A deluge of tears fall and disappear,

As though no emotion can show,

Determine to escape emotional turbulence,

Poise ambushed by light of integrity…

A rose wilts,

As an hour glass time slowly slips away,

Like the minutes that rapidly fade into memories,

Only this time the petals have dried up,

Like the face that once was smiling,

Now faded away,

Like the essence of reality…

Like the moment you open your eyes those memories created, exit….

Living too much in the past, brings happiness like that of a blooming flower which has caught enough sunlight to be a life, a soul and a feeling,

Each friend is like a petal their slowly floating away,

I am the stem with less than a little water left….

As this rose wilts…..