Exhausted Bodies,
Shaky handwriting.
Brain to active to sleep,
Body to drained to move.

This is life.

Work that drains you
To the point of suicide.
Friends that lift you
To the point of feeling heaven.

This is life.

Does everyone feel like this?
Like life is just here to fill you up,
Then tear you down?
To make you feel ecstasy,
Then Death?
To make you think,
No,
To make to you feel that you can move mountains,
Then laugh at you when you fall down from trying?

Do others know this feeling?

Is this really life?

- Blue

The sun was shining way up high , transparent clouds
In the sky ,as the birds were flying by.
Then I saw her beautiful face - she had style , she had grace.
It was as if she was floating by and she had caught my eye.
I became transfixed , hypnotized with her beauty
With a small waist and a fantastic *****.
Her legs were shapely , yet firm and that picture
In my mind did burn.
She was VENUS and LADY GODIVA rolled into one
And I knew my heart was done.
When you find a beauty that is so rare
With no one else do you want to share.
Then she smiled and started to speak
And I was swept off my feet.
Her voice as gentle as a summer breeze , putting
Me completely at ease.
She was as beautiful as a turtle dove
Then I knew I was in love.
© L . RAMS 041615

You made me feel,
Like i was yours,
All vicious dreams,
That now are lost.

You're gone with them,
They're all with you,
And I am there,
(Still loving you)
And here untrue.

To all the souls,
Deceiving lies...
I'll run forever,
Until they die.

And throw down dirt,
Burying those thoughts,
No longer hurt...
No longer lost...

When the clocks will stop,
There would be no you
Nor me
All that is, and not,
It will finally...
Be seen.

Soon the time, will come,
When He
Will finally return,
When the clocks will stop,
All we have
Will turn to dust...

Help me keep my memory.
Create with me,
Remember with me,
Forgive me,
Love me,
Hate me sometimes,
Because I know I'll make you mad some days.
But always create memories with me.
Bad,
Good,
Create them with me.
And remember them all fondly when I'm gone,
Cause one day I will be...
Whether by separation or Death,
One day I will be.

Create memories with me
For us both to remember.

To remember fondly,
When we're both gone.

- Blue

Tears are a blessing
often soaked in sadness
or joy,
or anger,
or pain,
or love.

Tears fall and end up
dissolving
the seal in your heart
where you've locked away
the potency of your feelings.

Tears bring release.
They slowly snap the tension
around your chest
and make it easier to breath again.

Many find it a sign of weakness,
but they don't realise that
tears are necessary.

We need the tears,
for whatever reason it may be,
to offer us a short relief
from the overwhelming,
and sometimes imprisoning,
power of our emotions.

walking
through
the eyes of
a hurricane
are
the swift
legs of rain