Tick tock round the clock someone please make it stop
Dancing in and out of sleep,
stirring me from the deep
Heart pounding fast and slow,
hearing whispers from below
Begging for one more breath,
beneath this veil of sudden death.
Shut eye in my dreams,
am I sleeping through the screams
Tick tock round the clock someone please make it stop
Clawing through the murky web,
weaving through my aching head
Angels on the other side,
swimming through the tears I've cried
Falling in and out of view,
Someone who resembled you,
Evil dripping through your soul,
Creeping round the floor below
Tick tock round the clock someone please make it stop
Shudder when I hear the call,
Lurking down a darkened hall,
Clinging on to the light,
In my fortress from the night
Teasing me with peaceful sounds,
Chills grip me all around.
I see the darkness in your soul
beneath the veil I've come to know
Tick tock round the clock someone please make it stop
A soothing voice calls me out,
I search and struggle all about
Nothing there, I cannot see
did you really come for me
Dark, light, peace and pain
In and out, who will reign
Will I know the one who saves,
or will I meet you at the grave
Tick tock round the clock someone please make it stop
KCH
Welcome to my journal of poems I've written over the years. I hope that you enjoy a few. Feel free to share your insights and poems with me. Enjoy!
Tuesday, October 21, 2014
Friday, October 3, 2014
Dare We Must
Dare we breathe
the sweetest breath
or wear a grin
while facing death
Dare we ponder
love and hate
with whispers in
our ears of fate
Dare we ask
a dying man
to wiggle his toes
in the sand
Dare we gasp
when love takes hold
or swallow the joy
down into our soul
Dare we smile
upon our fears
or laugh a little
through our tears
Dare we love
and share to its depth
as we ponder
our last regret
Dare we express
our kinder words
lest we fear
they're never heard
Dare we sing
our song of praise
while treading through
our darkest days
Dare we bring forth
our heart and soul
upon our weary
and broken road
Dare we must
and dare we will
for love will sleep
until we feel.
Until we feel
and freely move
the passion within
will not be soothed
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