Day dreams, night lakes

Here’s what I’ve learned since you’ve been gone, It’s takes a special type of person to love people like us. We’re not anything anyone has ever experienced. & at are best we these special people with ability love people like you and I. But are worst we aren’t the best people. … but even thenContinue reading “Day dreams, night lakes”

The Yamz

Always in a rush but I stopped for you Living in a rut cuz my mind confused Stuck in my emotions ain’t got time to be all the signs say you were designed for me Will I get you back only time will tell Before I find love I gotta find myself

Joe’s monologue

Every now and again I find myself searching for your face in a crowd. “snap out of it” I tell myself “You have places to be and people to meet” So I go on, satisfied that I no longer have to analyze our twisted love story. Then we meet again. Always In that place whereContinue reading “Joe’s monologue”

The water cycle

When we Feel the warmth of compassion it allows us to embrace the comfort of belonging. These moments of peace help us give in to our inclinations to submit and allow us to express the emotions that we -most times -can not explain. Let’s exercise those freedom which cannot be bought and Encourage ourselves toContinue reading “The water cycle”

Rowing

Sometimes I have dreams about my past lives In them I see the hearts I’ve broken, people I’ve misused and the things I shouldn’t have uttered These visions I cannot explain One would have to be there In order to experience them from my unique perspective seeing what Ive experienced, searched and sacrificed for aContinue reading “Rowing”

The water pump

One day, while walking to the water pump, a boy witnessed a man driving by in a shiny and attractive vehicle. While riding past, the man tossed an empty box of cigarettes out of his car window and quickly sped away. Soon afterwards , the boy -astonished by the man’s luxurious automobile – turned toContinue reading “The water pump”

Unread

What happens to dreams unseen? Do they transfer to our roughs drafts? Perish away to our archives? Hide in our trash bins? -Seemingly destined for deletion- Or do they sit in our notifications like unopened email Waiting patiently for our attention