Friday, January 30, 2009

Trying my hand at poetry: "These Times"

Got a little poetic these past few weeks, figured I'd throw it up here and see what people think. It's structured like a song, though I have no idea what the tune would be atm. And I'm not entirely sure that the poem/song is complete, there are a couple sections I'm thinking I want to add another stanza or two. But here it is currently:

Days of sunshine and nights of rain,
We had a joyous start.
We shared our warmth on that old train,
We grew within the heart.

Inside, outside, for all to see,
The games we used to play.
Our love forever, eternity,
That’s what we used to say.

Splashes of color, side of the road,
The times we used to share.
Fleeting moments, in our abode,
The times we used to care.

The times we held our hands,
The times we crossed the lands,
The times we danced into the night.

The times we shared together,
In our eyes forever,
We held each other tight.



Sunshine moments are hard to find,
And still there is the pain.
We fight and hide it, the daily grind,
But there is never pain.

Winter arise and the cold sets in,
We snuggle up in bed.
Keeping at bay the gale force winds,
We cannot stay ahead.

For good and bad, that is our bind,
The flakes are falling down.
Deceit and lies leave us behind,
The cold and frozen ground.

The times we held our hands,
The times we crossed the lands,
The times we danced into the night.

The times we shared together,
In our eyes forever,
We held each other tight.

Never long enough,
Always deserved more love,
These times we could ignite.



Our world of glass,
Kicked in the ass,
Left us too fast,
Thrown to the ground.

Our world was jarred,
A shattered shard,
The cut was hard,
The drowning sound.

The misery,
The tainted dreams,
No hope to see,
No one around.



Pick up the pieces and throw them away,
It’s time to start anew.
Dawn breaks through, a brand new day,
We have a better view.

It’s not so deep now, the path ahead,
The snow I have to clear.
The break from winter, our old lives dead,
Spring birds we soon will hear.

A new warmth from our glorious dawn,
Chases away the pain.
Looking back, the shadow is gone,
Our love we will obtain.

The times we held our hands,
The times we crossed the lands,
The times we danced into the night.

The times we shared together,
In our eyes forever,
We held each other tight.

Never long enough,
Always deserved more love,
These times we could ignite.

Stepping stones now,
Showing us how,
The times will be so bright.