Sunday, June 12, 2011

After...


After years of indecision…
I decide.

After years of waiting…
I act.

After years of frustration…
I progress.

After weeks of despair…
I hope.

After days of anticipation…
I anticipate more.

After hours of laziness…
I am motivated.

After deciding…
comes indecision.

After acting…
comes waiting.

After progressing…
comes patience.

After hope…
comes despair.

After anticipation…
comes more.

After motivation…
comes frustration

After everything…
there is still just life.

Sunday, May 15, 2011

Guessing


Doubt and indecision cloud my mind,
Make me question, search to find.

Answers fleeting, surety unsure
Emotions bleeding, vivid, pure.

Endless fear reach down inside,
Pull me down, seeks to bind.

Keeps me questioning myself,
Keeps me doubting.
Yet keeps me sure
Always endlessly

Guessing...

Saturday, April 09, 2011

Moments Passing


Time is passing ever passing
Daily boredom passing by
Hours, minutes, time amassing
Day by day it passes by

Thoughts of grandeur, future planning
Hoping for a better life
Always thinking, always dreaming
Finding strength to change my life

Sunday, April 03, 2011

burning rainbows

searching...
seeking...
ever watching
looking for the
pathway through

the jungle madness
mountain passes
gorges, falls and
endless masses
searching...
seeking...
winding...
weeping.
hoping soon I'll
find my way

toward the future
toward the answers
toward the prizes
of the age
time is passing
burning slowly
fuse of life
burns away

ever searching...
ever seeking...
burning rainbows
day by day

Sunday, March 27, 2011

Walk the Line


Thinking back to days gone by, in memories reposed.
I wonder how I got this way, to live the life I know.
What shaped me into what I am, complete with faults divine?
How did I become a man, who tries to walk the line?

Experience has made me wise, enough to know I’m not,
And helped me see beyond myself, to live as I was taught.
The challenges I face each day, they make me wonder why?
Why is it that good things fade, and why do good men die?

The lens by which we see the world improves throughout our life.
It changes as we question why and darkens with our strife.
It lightens when we open up, our minds to new ideas.
And widens with a new refuge, when we refuse to hide.

A part of me it dies each time, I open up my heart,
But through that death is bred new life, and knowledge to impart.
In life I find that what I want is not what I’ve received,
And through experience I’m taught to trust and just believe.

More frequently it’s what I’ve got that teaches what I want.
And helps me reach a place beyond the target I once sought.
But through my life, with all its woes, and happiness divine,
I’ve come to learn just who I am, and how to walk the line.

Sunday, February 27, 2011

what is the point?


what is the point…
when you serve others and give of yourself only to be unappreciated?
what is the point…
when you study for days to pass your mid-term and still get a C on your test?
what is the point…
when you ask the girl of your dreams out week after week and she still says no?
what is the point…
when life can’t get any more difficult and then your car breaks down?
what is the point…
when you are just beginning to love your job and find yourself unemployed?
what is the point…
when you open your heart to a friend only to be stabbed in the back?
what is the point…
when your fiancé tells you she loves you but fails to show on your wedding day?
what is the point…
when the trials you encounter seem more difficult than you can handle?
what is the point…
when you feel forgotten by friends, family and God and don’t know how to keep going?
what is the point…
when you have everything going for you one week only to have your dreams shattered the next?
what is the point…
when life always seems to remind you of the cruelty of human nature?
what is the point…?

what is the point…
when a friend calls just to see how you are doing and tell you they care?
what is the point…
when no one wishes you a happy birthday all day only to find everybody at your surprise party that night?
what is the point…
when a plate of cookies appears just because?
what is the point…
of having friends who care and give life meaning?
what is the point…
of focusing on the negative when there is so much good to be noticed?
what is the point…
of enjoying every minute of life because it is another minute you have to live?
what is the point…
of life?

what is the point…
to live, to die, to love, to be loved, to learn, to teach, to influence others, to be influenced, to understand, to be understood, to remember, to be remembered…

what is the point…?

living life is the point…


Monday, February 21, 2011

Coming Up Empty


Questioning life for all its worth...
...and coming up empty
Looking for hope and the futures birth...
...and coming up empty

Searching for meaning amidst the strife
Searching for truth in a world of pain
Searching for peace instead of war
Searching for love despite the game

Questioning only results in more
Conflicting concepts confuse and pollute
Truth elusively slips through my grasp
Answers are fleeting and thoughts rendered mute

I try, but I'm
   coming up empty
I'm searching, but
   coming up empty
I want answers, but I'm
   coming up empty

I just keep coming up empty