Sleep II

The thought of you beside me,
The thought of having you near,
The thought of us talking about love and poetry,
instead of me sitting alone drinking this beer.

Lying wide awake on this empty bed.
Ipod on repeat , not shuffle playing;
“High and Dry” by the band Radiohead.
Counting sheep just leaves me weak,
I wish you somehow knew that I miss you
and that you are still the one that I seek.

So, this bed ridden insomniac has risen.
and for you is this poem that I’ve written.

There are no stars that are twinkling,
and my eyes are tired and blinking.
There is no sign of the moon.
I wonder where had she gone and
why did she have to leave so soon.

Pillowed dark rain clouds paired
with a melancholy sky, just adds
to my gloomy mood and it even
feels like I’ve pulled a tooth.

I feel dead tired and I could use some slumber.
Those sleepless nights really did their number.
Insomnia how I wish that you were my lady
and that you will be the one to tuck me into bed.

So tonight, I’ll just ride it out, till
the lovely sleep calls me to her bed.
For now I’ll just stare at the heavens
and pretend that there’s a full moon
watching over me wishing me to finally
rest my head, have the sweetest dreams
and have that lovely sleep that I so long for instead.

In the After

In the after, there is no guarantee that there would be no pain and only laughter.
Children laughing and trees swaying that’s the life that we are all after.

I look at the world today with doubt and sorrow, an upcoming disaster.
War and greed, is this what the people really need?

Pain and suffering goes hand in hand. So why are you letting go of my hand?
Is this how the future will surely stand?
Second hand smoke killers and castle made out of sands.

I am a king without a crown and all I have is this frown.
The rich are getting richer and the poor are getting absurdly poorer.

What must we do to encourage? When we know for a fact that these
So called hypocrites are corrupted and have no courage?

Will a child always have a shelter and a playground that he or she seeks?
Or is the corrupt going to triumph again and leave us all meek?

For once let us rise and make a stand, before the flood and war bury us all in sand.
Plant a tree, read a book, teach a child which way to look.
Only forward and learn from the sins of the past.
Take care of Mother Nature and don’t let her pass.
Let education be the foundation and the building blocks.
So that in the after we all have something to look forward too,
instead of a pile of rubble and a bunch of rocks.

(Dedicated to Tina, my big sister. Who I adore now, and even in the after)
I share your vision. :)

Drunk Driving

Drinking and driving tonight.
Why am I in such a hurry?
Alcohol mixed with pain is
making my vision double and blurry.

Heart is pounding, im going crazy.
Chest is heavy, brain ain’t steady.

Speed limit says 40,
but im breaking 80.
Seatbelt unbuckled, although it
feels like my hands are shackled.

Racing to you, hoping
that you’ll take me,
back to where we once was.
Driving calm and steady,
with you beside me.

Admiring the rays of the sun,
as it touches and caresses your face.
Way back to those days when you
were always feisty and ready, to
pounce at me with your hugs and your kisses.

I remember your sunny smile
as the summer breeze gracefully
sways your long dark hair. Even
though my head is ringing right
now to what sounds like a thousand bells.

Clearly not sober, but I do remember,
the look, that you gave me saying:
“I will always be here on your passenger seat my baby”

Next thing I knew, heard
an awful bang and a crash.
Glasses were flying,
metals are bending,
it just all happened too fast.

Head is busted, feels like I’m still wasted.
Eyes are swollen and ribs are broken.
Now lying in this hospital bed, with
blood shot eyes and a bandaged head.

Know someday I’ll heal, but I wish I was dead.
That thought is pretty grim, however the reality
of not being with you is guaranteed death.
Rather me as a ghost and watch over you instead,
than be alone forever, without you in my bed.

(A Series of Unfortunate Events...)