THE ROSE & THE CACTUS

Upon a painted window sill
Stood close together, yet far apart
Like the floating people and Noah's ark
which once was spoken about in jest
Till all was gone but the sign of a quest
the royal red rose of love
whose gentle petals
shamed the dove
and the simple cactus in a pot of blue
whose 'pricklies' smiled where the sun shone through...

Then one bright day it did occur
that a journey to some far off land
would take the two to a world of sand
the rose sang of her supreme grace
yet did not at all comprehend her place
the cactus in complacence knew
That the boastful rose would get her due
and as the days stretched far and long
Emptiness was the rose's song...

And in the brilliance of the sun
Did the cactus flourish wild
Like a daydream of a child
Yet he could not in good conscience stand,
To see the withered rose in the sand
So out of his clear blue heart
he did with profound kindness start
'O fairest flower bend o'er to me
And drink til thy parched throat is free
To own with the fervour of the Indian cree
I am no greater than thee'

REALITY & DREAMS

i run asthough i have no feet
as strong and swift as i can go
the darkness engulfs my heart complete
i am helpless in this world, i know
but the silver moon sleeps way above
with the stars still shining bright
as they gently light my path towards
the clearing far in sight
but if i can just make it
i'm sure that i'll be glad
for now i am stuck here
in this complex world of feelings all gone mad
i can no longer feel pure love
nor can i feel hate or hope
for even as i run to reach the peak
i slip and slide down the slope
but before my feet touch security
my form is swept by a tide
of emotional insecurity
i want to run and hide
but then i am propelled towards
a golden scintilla of light
and then in silence learn the truth,
that lies on the other side,
i smile and bless the morning sun
and remember the day before,
of sadness, jealousy and how it stung,
my heart and eyes both sore
but i smile just knowing that
my life is not a dream
that having feelings that are real and sure
is much better than it may seem...

LOST

I screwed up twice over…
Am I really that way
Two against one…
Look in the mirror they say

When it should be black or white
I make it grey

When I could do it now
I wait to the end of the day

When I know the correct answer
I give the suicidal one

When all I love is right before me
All i want to do is run

Indecision and selfishness
Are my companions these days

When I should hate, I don’t
When I love, it’s not enough

I should have known that I would be on the outside one day
Your fraternity makes me sick, but it’s the price I have to pay

Still I don’t understand his betrayal
Has fate dealt her blow?
The way I cast you off, has me now locked outside his door

Some things irreparable
Once my best friend, now my enemy
Once my lover…now it is not just up to me

Orphaned
Home has changed forever