write: poetry

Pm₂₃

A wave of time
erodes the shore,
just on a whime
you know no more

of past mistakes,
of past amends,
of what still aches,
of long lost friends.

may just it be,
until today,
you lived not here,
but years away.

the time has let
your mind to flee,
today you're set
finally free.

Pm₂₂

Out there, outside the glass,
See? Behind that tree,
wild flowers and green grass,
Let's lay there, shall we?

Or maybe on this house,
the red one, you know
we could sit with the crows,
look at men below

Oh, I know what to do,
let's get a small ship,
you, me, will be its crew,
world will be it's trip

We'll sail and ride and walk...
Hmm? You want a snack?
I should stop crazy talk?
You're right let's go back

Pm₂₁

I turn my head,
here on my bed,

look to the side,
eyes open wide,

there's noone there,
but yet, somewhere,

you turn your head,
there on your bed,

look to the side,
eyes open wide,

our minds then see,
in bed are we,

In ear,
I hear,
soft "Morning, dear"

Pm₂₀

Right through this scruffy door,
you'll find an empty space,
once filled with joy and love,
it was a happy place

The walls had heard so much,
of fun that once was here,
when you press ears against
them, laughs, I swear, appear

The floors creak sligthly now,
weary from all the days,
when jumped, run they were on,
when life went on its ways

And through the windows sun
looks down and searches for
the people that it loved,
to touch with rays before

The empty air it warms,
feels like a soft embrace,
reminds you of the time,
this was a happy place

Pm₁₉

There was a happy land,
far, far, away,
pink castle there did stand,
of ballons made

It squaked and bent walked on,
towers toppled,
It had a pit glued on,
by fun balls filled

One day a message came,
from next country,
to happy land kings name,
addresed bluntly

King tried to open soon,
with trusty knife,
It fell, ballons went boom
everyone died