Forgotten shadow

Unable to breath,
I fell into shadow.
Unable to think,
ideas ceased to exist.
Unable to dream
I was forgotten.

A forgotten thought,
lost in a Lost world.
A forgotten thought,
living in the future.
A forgotten thought,
neglecting the presence.
A forgotten thought,
merely silhouette of life.

Shadows empty.
Shadows dark.
Shadows unfulfiled.
Shadows forgotten.
I am not that shadow.

Whispers...

An Unsettled Mind,
In pursuit of peace.
A Long lost dream,
Never Forgotten.

Tossing and Turning,
every night repeats the last.
Never Finding comfort.
My Mind's Curse.

As the bell tolls,
the clock strikes 12.
Flesh and Bone spent,
Thoughts begin to spiral,
Maddening.

Eyes shut,
the trap door opens.
Thoughts slip into reality,
as if sand falling through ones fingers.

A whisper starts,
a stampede follows.
The horde pillages and plunders my mind,
like waves upon the rocks.

Slowly eroding my resolve,
I am left confused yet certain.
The day will break,
Eyes open, The Trap door shuts!
When all is quiet, the stampede will resume.
The Whispers wait!

Message in a bottle

How long has it been?
Since I started this voyage.
A Discarded memory
To float upon despair.

This sea is unforgiving,
It trashes and churns.
Moving hapzardly, here and there
Dreams are shattered in this madness.

Wave upon wave,
beat upon my brittle exterior.
Cracked and on the verge,
I will not join the shards below.

The words in my soul,
must be protected.
A greater purpose,
I am merely a glass conduit.

The waves cease their bombardment,
This sea is still.
Will I be forgotten?
Frozen amongst broken dreams.

I must go on,
I must be found.
The message must be grasped,
for it is my purpose.

My destination is far.
No end in sight.
The waves will have their way with me.
I am a message in a bottle.

Mother

A blessing upon us.
She is strong,
She is Compassionate,
She is a Mother.

Her love all encompassing.
She Is Beautiful,
She is protective,
She is a Mother.

Our best interests are her priority.
She is an inspiration,
She is our pillar of strength.
She is a Mother.

She raised us.
She is a sculpter,
She moulds us
She is a Mother.

Heaven Lies beneath her feet.
She deserves your respect,
She cannot be forgotten
She is your Mother.

Unnamed

Risen from the earth.
I am born yet,
My soul is cracked,
Dry.

The wind Rages.
It never ceases.
Sunset to sunrise
It lashes my back.

My feet rooted
I will not be moved.
My shadow Dimishes
as I erode Day by day.

Made up of Memories
Thoughts and Experiences
The sands of time bind me
I am the sand in the hour glass.

Slowly My essence
Falls away.
It drops grain by grain.
I am half The man

The Wind of Life
takes me grain by grain.
I give myself
I never take.

The rain showers blessing.
I fall back to the soil.
Red as Blood
I am washed away.

Why?

Why is it so hard to Live,
Why is it so hard to Love,
Why is so hard to be Happy?
Why?

Why are decisions never easy?
Why are they complicated?
Why cant the answer present itself?
Why?

Why are dreams one step too far?
Why is it Happily Never Ever After?
Why do we Dream?
Why?

How to live
Is to Love?
How to be Happy
Needs no Thought?

Our Decisions
Define us?
Complications
Teach us?

Dreams.
Fool us?
We Dream
To forget?

Why is the answer Life?

Dying Sun

My Gaze Eternal,
Illuminating my children
I cannot see them,
The Time has dawned.

Perpetual Heat.
Warming their souls,
Mending their hearts
Draining my own.

My Rage Infernal.
Lighting their fires
Inflaming there love,
They do Forgive!

Love Maternal.
Embracing my children.
In order to bloom
Only to Wilt.

My Form spoilt.
A celestial mistake.
My sky shattered
Darkness falls.

I fall,
They Rise.
They Grow,
I Die.