two poems
(written today)
Sunflower Fields
Searching for an epiphany
Perhaps a quick preview of eternity
Lost in the city's blunt modernity
The billions of bees buzzing with activity
My thought slips and away I go
Farewell I say to the self I know
Where flowers wilt, weeds will grow
Petals lit by sunrays aglow
On my belly I lay, smelling the earth
To marvels and mayhem it gives birth
My blazing cash spewed across the hearth
To prove money defines not my worth
Sun feels sleepy and so do I
Horizons melt to ressemble tie dye
Eyelids become heavy and crickets less shy
In this life I've never felt so high
Goodnight to you from beneath the moon
Where there's nothing but naked nature
Where the silent can't be silenced
Where I stray through sunflower fields...
(written april 10th)
if everyone's special to you i don't want to be
You became a habit after a second or two
Dropped into my life like a lucky penny
I chose you from afar and labelled you a possibility
Truth is i wasn't as scared of you as i was of me.
You were inexplicably familiar
With every flaw and fault you attempted to conceal
as if i'd loved you times before in a far-off memory
Truth is i was someone else or simply pretending to be
You rolled out of bed everyday at dawn
warmed your heart outside in the mornin' sun
then kissed me on the cheek like when we were young
Truth is i still long for childhood fun.
Sunflower Fields
Searching for an epiphany
Perhaps a quick preview of eternity
Lost in the city's blunt modernity
The billions of bees buzzing with activity
My thought slips and away I go
Farewell I say to the self I know
Where flowers wilt, weeds will grow
Petals lit by sunrays aglow
On my belly I lay, smelling the earth
To marvels and mayhem it gives birth
My blazing cash spewed across the hearth
To prove money defines not my worth
Sun feels sleepy and so do I
Horizons melt to ressemble tie dye
Eyelids become heavy and crickets less shy
In this life I've never felt so high
Goodnight to you from beneath the moon
Where there's nothing but naked nature
Where the silent can't be silenced
Where I stray through sunflower fields...
(written april 10th)
if everyone's special to you i don't want to be
You became a habit after a second or two
Dropped into my life like a lucky penny
I chose you from afar and labelled you a possibility
Truth is i wasn't as scared of you as i was of me.
You were inexplicably familiar
With every flaw and fault you attempted to conceal
as if i'd loved you times before in a far-off memory
Truth is i was someone else or simply pretending to be
You rolled out of bed everyday at dawn
warmed your heart outside in the mornin' sun
then kissed me on the cheek like when we were young
Truth is i still long for childhood fun.