There Passes Another Year..

[ 2007-2008 Thoughts And Wishes in Text ]

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The Mind

Contemplating thoughts in mind, trying to seek refuge in my own sense of reality.. As days undressed what this year held in store, between the gore and the mortalities.. I find myself lost, somewhere in between..

With one hand waving a goodbye, and the other holding me still.. Will i be the same next year? or will i lose my well?..

Stay still, i plea this soul i bare.. For if it fades away, some still may care.. Do i dare? not to let down my guards, keeping a lively stare? Or just gaze, as days stone me cold.. And then just dream, hoping that the stories would be told..

Stories told, words wrapped in clover.. Words as old as time, sorted and never over.. Trying to reason, I’d spend the hours.. dreaming, threading a reality.. Later Devoured..

Slapped once and twice, yet i dream and still have hope for the best.. Despite Deception and deceit, traits of those who lead, and most of the rest.. Stripping morals, and ethics fall like grains of sand.. And then blwon away, with hope for a gathering hand..

“Darkened by days, to lose hope is near..” A verse I fear.. And still, as on my souls it nibbles..

Then comes the day, where i look at words i scribbled.. Seeing a different reality, and an image that i’ll quibble.. cutting down the weeds, planting a new with my dibble.. Ripe fruits, picked in my kibble.. Changing the reality i once seen..

For it’s never too late to gaze.. Never too late to dream..

And for the years that slapped a “no”, to my calls and pleas to address.. I’ll rebel and wait, in my thoughts i’ll formulate, planning thoughts in this game of chess..

Hallowed within, to be filled with the power to aggress.. For my children this world will be, a place where dreams are finally free, and hoping for joy and bless..

We’re there’s no longer a “no”,there’s always that hidden “yes”..

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The Soul

Hovering thoughts of despair..
Amidst the darkness they grow..
Putting words in our mouths..
Penetrating lights..
Yearning to glow..

Not to crumble, or fall in decline..
Everlasting hopes and dreams..
Wording words to define..

Yet, years have past..
Each planted it’s own fear..
And still, i keep on dreaming..
Reviving my old hope, of a better tomorrow, and better new year..
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A sincere wish to all..
Have a good one..

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Yours,

Lou..

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