Home

The world is whirring in my head

I can only think of my own bed

The familiar lights on my front porch

Welcomes like a kingly court

A suitcase clunks and hits the floor

The familiar creaking from our door 

My wanderlust is almost bust   

But sleep is sweet after all the fuss

The Call

When two share a deep passion

A call comes from their souls 

Pointing to a destination

Anxious if no one goes

They learn to stand and bear

Resist, hold at bay 

And let loyalty, love and care

Win, as they should, the day

They will turn it to enjoyment 

Even with the fervent call  

With love, full and abundant 

And no one taking falls. 

There is no fear of loss 

This resounds within their souls 

It perceives no thing by cost

But delights in what it knows

   

Glowing

I love to see you glowing

Like a gentle breeze blowing 

I hope the good keeps flowing 

It settles my heart 

The way I gage success 

Is through your happiness

When things don't seem the best

Your smile saves me  

If I could wrap up joy 

And be a delivery boy

I'd be faithfully employed 

Making you smile

The way I gage success 

Is through your happiness

When things don't seem the best

Your smile saves me  

Captured

"Hello," she said and then they smiled

An image in their heads a while

But something deep inside was riled 

Love captured them to their surprise

So they tried to analyze

By gazing in each other's eyes 

Reason shook its fist

There's no way that love exists

They must need an exorcist!

  

So for a while it became confined 

To snippets, quotes and rhymes 

But it never left their minds. 

The Ultimate

The heart champions feelings 

But the mind seeks what is noble 

And what is life without nobility?

It brings a tranquil peace of mind. 

Yet why would we waste passion?

This fire burning deep within

Our minds can't comprehend love

And neither can our hearts 

Love is the ultimate passion

Yet is the ultimate act of nobility. 

The Narrator

In this quest to shake the mundane

Experiences without you aren't the same 

Tour the Taj Mahal and my heart would say meh

Ride raging rapids and I'd only feel wet 

So I'll keep up the search for what's greater

Though it all becomes great when you're the narrator 

Complete

Some are content 

With unfinished dreams

Unpaid bills

Going with the stream

 

Then cross a fence

And start it again

With their unfinished business

Leaving unfinished friends 

But a life that's complete

Till the end is my creed 

With love fully expressed

Every breath That I breath

No unfinished business

Will I leave behind 

Call me obsessed 

I don't mind.