Modern Life

Tunneling in to this thing called life.
Puzzling singularly of activity and focus.
Dreams fade as fast as old friends.
Birthing the regrets of calm reflection.

Slumber’s Unanswered Call

A strange night,
Again awake when I wish to be asleep.
Slumber ignores my humble call
Blindly ignoring both my needs and concerns.

This lack of weariness annoys.
This rationale mind knows,
Knows the exhaustion coming.
Tomorrow’s sunrise.

Dread stares into my eyes,
Unblinking.

Strange sunlight drifts downward
Forcing it’s way through clouds
Blurring, blunting the force
Yet the strength remains.
Burning, passionately,
Reddening that which it
Desires. Gentle appearance
Hiding so much destruction.

Restless

Resisting sleep’s call,
Mind dislikes this body’s imperative.
I cannot abide any hints of the
Fringes of my limitations.
Whispering powerful yet silent
Words.  

Loneliness

Such a strange thing,
This loneliness within
Despair’s deep abyss
For it harbors many,
Many hearts.

Wings

Between its back and the sky
Flutters the prevention of doom.
Gentle buzz accompanies
Resistance to gravity’s
Demanding call.