Thought I'd have a try at a more lyrical style. It turned out pretty well I think.

Thought I'd have a try at a more lyrical style. It turned out pretty well I think.
Now if I can just learn to give these things names...oh well, enjoy
 I sit here alone
Walls all around me
Brain too busy to sleep
Words flicker by
I write a few down
Pondering which ones to keep

Poetry doesn't come easy to me
Just a single verse can take an age
But at times like these
When the darkness crowds in
The words in my head fill the page

A half recalled quote
The other half fake
It suits the purpose well
A few more lines
Just enough for a hint
So when someone reads they can tell

Poetry doesn't come easy to me
But stories, of those I'm a master
Try to make the words rhyme
Get a rhythm in place
And perhaps then a poem will come faster...

To make them all see
That's all I want
Show them what's inside my head
Wish all they want
Even push it on me
But the last thing I'll ever be's dead

Poem kinda

You don't like me
I don't even relise you exist
You beat me up bad
I knock you down and walk away
you get up and beat me again
don't push your luck boy
you start to taunt
I chuckle and turn around
you cower and scream for mercy
oh too late boyo *blam*
*thud*
I warned ya.

like an animal in a cage
looking at the passing crowd
hoping for a treat
my heart beats fast
as you go near me,
hoping that you will look at me

but our eyes dont meet
as you pass by.
the scent of you fills me with tears
as it leaves and the scent of lonesomeness arrives.

kept in the cage
alone
will you pass by me again?
will i have the courage to make you notice me?
will i be brave enough to go near you?
what if i will?
but what if it would be too late?
and the quest ends
as abruptly as it began.

sitting in the cage,
alone,
hopeful,
sitting in the dark
waiting for you to come back.

sitting on a bench in the park,
remembering happy times,
of times when worries were just a myth.

i was an eagle,
enjoying the wind,
gliding away.

my hair brushes in the wind,
the sky are cloudy now,
alone in the park.

the scent of rain surrounds me,
as i hear the branches of a nearby tree collide,
as the eagle's nest is shaken.

the drops fall on me,
and slide down my cheeks,
as i wait for you.

the eagle tries to remain in its nest,
as the storm develops.
it sits there, worrying, like me.

i close my eyes, waiting for you.
a small ray of sunshine hits my eye,
as i open them i see you.

we run at each other
with open arms, hug
and go together.

the eagle passed the test,
still sitting still in its nest,
silent,
proud.

Flower

A lonley flower in the field
gazing at the moon.
Its petals are sealed
while whistling a tune.

Thinking of things,
of future to come,
of having two wings,
to fly and to hum.

Its life is sweet,
no worries no fears.
Just a long lasting treat
of twenty five years.

You are that flower,
in this happy hour.

Some People Want to Fill The World With Silly Love Songs

Insanity collects me,
His voice affects me,
Reason rejects me,
His smile infects me,
His breath connects me,
Our love protects me.

My head spins, dizzy,
My heart kicks, busy,
Hope swells, fizzy,
His arms around me.

My needs, provided,
Our souls, collided,
So soon decided,
Our paths are guided.

My breath unfinished,
All others diminished.

His voice, my goal,
My heart made whole.

Loving hearts, but blinding souls
I see your spirit deep in holes
Blackened clouds, bright desires
Living in a world of big fat liars

Love is all we have
Love is all we need
I want you to love me
I need you to love me

Dying hearts, but brightened souls
I see your mind opening in holes
Rainbow’d clouds, dark desires
Why do I always fall for liars?