Playful Enchantment
To feel it again over and overYour hand locking inLike a memory unbrokenThe touch of your skinAnd the feeling assuranceLike
Author: Grace
Her Christmas Gift to You
She is walking along a path of hopes and dreamsPeople passing unknown to what it all really meansChristmas spirit everyone
The First
Caught in the present she was lost in the ocean of his eyesFeeling comfortable she did not have to run
You’re Her Beautiful Symphony
All that it took was a moment of timeTo see his face in a blink of an eyeA simple “hello”
Her Journey; Her Strength
Quietly she standsStrongly rooted in her spaceWith all her effortsSetting her foundation in place Time passes onLife’s river starts to
Her Lantern
Darkness she feltThat she thought she once knewOn familiar groundStill she’s finding her tuneOnward she goesThe light fading awayStill she
A Father’s Sound
I miss those words so clearly spokeWhen you had all the time to say themHow for granted one then tookNever
Hidden Underground
They gave us promisesOf uncertain hypocrisiesTo nurture the ignorantInto their realityIt’s no longer justHaving eyes open indefinitelyIf the mind doesn’t
Her Darkness
Heart bleedsKnees get weakHer fire lostShe’s trying to find her wayShattered insideYet she smilesSecrets she hidesPain so realMemories burn and
Into the Forest
They once told us a different storyOne that helped us go to sleepBut now they’re gone no where among usThe
Can You See
Curiosity to test how humanity would reactObvious is not but the bread crumb trails lead to lotsVoid to fill they’d
Loud Thoughts Quiet Spaces
No one sees it no one knowsBehind her smile the fire that growsIt’s burning her so deep insideHer heart turned
Did He Even Know
She’s heard it many times beforeShe’ll name it all one last timeHer name he’d never call herWhen anger took control
Hello…
Slow initiation words bounced off each otherFor a moment two minds collideThe eyes they tell the stories behindShe wondered ‘Did
Hidden Secrets
She felt so uncertainHer worry it grew so deepShe tried to dig above the dirtBut her roots were so stiffThe
For a Moment
How is this real that I feelYou right here next to meLying so close to your touchFor a moment it’d
Poverty
Death of a poor father, the only sole provider to themThe mother left to support the child she broughtInto the
His Signatures
Carefully he picked up the brushLike a clown he painted over and overCarefully he sewed bits of cloth on his
The Flood
There she sits alone by the window sillOnly a thin cloth separating herFrom nothing else but the vigorous gusts of
Heartache
She wished she knewWhat it truly meant to loveConfusion flooded her mindThe limit for it to stay was not definedShe
Slow Realization
She’s giving upHer heart no longer lovesStill it is tied to oneThat has no care to fight for what’s worthExcuses
Dark Silence
Loneliness she feelsLoneliness it growsTo separate that longingCos love brings pain to one’s soulShe’d give it upShe probably did a
What’s Not There
A broken heartNo longer feeling painEyes that criedDry tears flow down nowShe sits and waitsFor a voice unheardBut she does
His Love; Her Pain
Wasn’t it meant to be intense love felt so freelyBut her heart drummed to a different beatThere was no escape