Shadow on the Wall

I stare at my shadow as it lies on the wall,

It stares back and I expect it to call,

What do you see on this tattered face,

Why are you gesturing at me with disgrace,

Shambled and torn I see you so clearly,

A spectral visage staggering drearily,

Take a step back through that door behind,

The light is too close your image unwind,

Such a clouded prism you see through,

Make it transparent and always pursue,

The fading dreams will grow far from your grasp,

Let them slip too quick you surely won't last,

The passion is the life that breathes ambition,

Not for the intrinsic motives but for your own volition,

To let it die is a true tragedy I won't permit,

I am your shadow we shall never submit

Flow of Life

Strum the chords of a familiar tune,

Play it soft and play it soon,

If it ends I will repeat the song,

Listen close and forget all that's wrong,

Lose myself in the instrumental bliss,

Each note is passion I reminisce,

So clear and crisp I cherish every sound,

Even when it ends I keep it in my head year round,

Save it for that time when it rains,

Or when I'm stabbed by nostalgic stains,

A memory so vivid with a beautiful soundtrack,

Flowing like a river forward and back,

Until the rocks are worn by the water's course,

Smooth as silk it rolls off remorse,

Someday it will reach that glorious sea,

Where the plenty of fish swim happily

On the precipice

The penetrating glare of the rising sun,

Proof to all life that the day is done,

Celebrate the new year with friendly cheer,

The morning to follow I will be the subject of jeer,

They will say in a derisive way how much I fear,

Gawk and mock at my pathetic life year after year,

Haha so funny let's all have a good laugh,

I will joke too even about my own behalf,

Do I feel too much or maybe nothing at all,

Rising kings trample this peasant's withdrawal,

Please allow me to feel hate,

I'd even settle for a sour sate,

Yet my passion is checked by torn out hopes,

Whittled my fury as I hang by the ropes,

An artist will prefer to carve a deep depression,

Surgical incision through my heart a morose lesson,

I depart the scene for it's obvious I failed,

Make room for the king who has prevailed,

I'm glad I could serve another dish of despair,

Tear out my soul as my head bleeds do I care,

Embark in the dawn of a brilliant new time,

I walk alone as this dismal spirit decline,

Waiting and seeking what's over the horizon,

Even at the end of the road I won't give up trying,

Filled with the energy that shining sun brings,

Shedding ill will for lost souls parading as kings,

How can you blame a man for his nature,

Or even be jealous of a woman's chosen savior,

I won't run and hide afraid to face foes,

Meet the enemy that hides in friendly clothes,

We are equals in this life and always the next,

Judge not the animals and the usual suspects

Emma

Early rise to look into your eyes,

A poet's glimpse of rising tides,

Walk the path that the shore rides,

The sun will glow brighter with you at my side,

Take a picture we won't live forever,

Let's cherish our time and make it better,

For it's days like this I will remember,

A happy birthday to Emma I deliver

Not today

I stare at the empty glass no I won't fill you today,

The poison is thick as it slowly eats me away,

My mind is reeling at the desperate collapse,

Tumultuous thoughts gripping I cannot relax,

Please give in I just want one drink for now,

I said I won't but that wall I will plow,

A struggle within with that pernicious demon,

Laughing inside as I can't find a place to hide,

Where is my retreat when they cut off my feet,

How do I see when my elixir has blinded me,

Why do I try when one day I will die,

The answer is clear the wisdom adhere,

Blessed with epiphany as virtue flows into me,

I don't need this escape to cut through red tape,

The focus is on the problem but that won't solve them,

Instead I analyze different ways to compromise,

A means to discover this burden is not real,

Manifested by devils that shroud all I feel