Observe Growth Two trees planted deep in a dark wood Reach outward and upward toward the sky. They gather birds and squirrels in their bark, And yet they are wishing for so much more. Stretching and reaching up to the sun, These two hardly knowing how close their Roots have become. Hearts that aim to hit The sunlight, burst from the canopy. Up in the air, there is one large tree With all the other giants beneath. But within that dreary deep dark wood: Two evergreens, branches intertwined.

Lovely Lilies I took a glimpse into the future And saw a decaying love bloom. I spotted a chap on one knee Waiting for "his own" to sing with glee. She hid her face between her rough hands Slowly succumbing to despair. Although he knew not of her past, He believed her fading heart would last. Pleasant wedding bells chime on and on, But ears only hear Death's harsh toll. See the weeping boy;think him silly, Because she was a surprise lily.

Don't Let Them Fall In Love She twirls her #life into a dance. He places his hands on the keys To type himself into a trance. They both fall on their knees. If these creators fell in love, Black storms would swell from up above. The Dancer pirouttes to write While the Writer refocuses. Joined together, their love would smite The light lives emit. Excuses Are given to each other to explain How words will shift joy to pain. Painters or actors, if they were, Better they be for mutual Attraction to grow up to where Their iridescent, magical Passion could be given its dues. Their titles make it less than true. If these two fell in love, they would become Two clashing currents, creating whirlpools To drag all the ships down to their dark depths.

She And I She breathes. She lives. I sing. She fades. I pray. She's lost. I see. She's blind. I stop. She runs. I shake. She stumbles. The floor crumbles beneath her. She slips. she falls. I reach. She sinks. I scream. She drowns. I dive. She's gone. I look. She's nowhere. I cry. She left. She left her soul behind.

A Hundred Feet Away When we were young, we had no thoughts of tomorrow. We had no regrets. We werent innocent but we were tainted. We weren't pure but dirtied. We made mistakes, but we had to pay for one. Your biggest mistake in an act of "maturity". We are seeing the consequences as the years progress, but we refuse to acknowledge this rift that seems impassable. Is there forgiveness? Is there hope? We have grown but we have yet to gain a thing from it. We have changed but we see each other the same as we always have. I give up. There is no turning back from this. At least, for me. But you, STAND up be man about it. FIGHT with your bare hands about it NOW.