ajwrites57

time tictocking wilted flowers, grey-sky showers, waste away the brooding hours opaque dreams, silent screams, sleepless nights split time's seams friendless days, forgotten ways, lonesome memories all that stays immobile motions, somnolent notions, set adrift on life's oceans heart frozen, love unchosen, emotions build, no explosion inert reasons, mental lesions, lost inside year-long seasons epic enigma, life's insignia, live alone marks with stigma fate's knocking, destiny's rocking, eternity waits, time tictocking © 2015 ajwrites57 A Long

these say love a tender touch upon the shoulder, a bed made with unasked grace, a flower placed upon the desk, a card sent just because; these say love an overlooked mistake, an oven baked meal, an understanding smile, an open conversation; these say love a walk in the moonlight, a remembered anniversary, a favorite dessert, holding hands in the car; these say love playing your love song, candles in the bath, following his rules, following her rules; these say love © 2015 ajwrites57 A Long ❤ ❤ ❤

the breeze i am alone. i feel the breeze. after the humid heat of the summer's day,  the cool evening breeze sends me bodily relief, yet, carries an unsettling sense of melancholy. the sun's bright, burning, daytime blaze must always give way to the cool darkness of night, where aloneness weighs heavier on one's silent soul. the weight of the day doubles and trebles with each passing hour, with each star that appears in the sky, with each moonbeam that catches my eye. i see the distant orbs and am reminded of the vast universe. i am small. the tiny specks that are stars sparkle and wink, yet, i am not amused. words sometimes bring comfort but tonight's breeze reminds me that relief is fleeting, for tomorrow's summer sun will give way to yet another summer night. i accept the breeze's soothing consolation from the day's warmth but find no solace in my solitary, summer musings. i feel the breeze. i am alone.  © 2014 ajwrites57 A Long ❤ ❤ ❤ Imag...

Destine You And the chronic, constant drain drags on. And the droning draconian ellipse of despair degrades the life force. And destiny's doom's downward spiral denigrates the day's light. And death's dirge drums deeply, denotes denied time. And the cycle of memory swirls in symbiotic circles pushing life's value to a zero sum game. And time wins but loses power over the loser. And as darkness reigns, a vacuous vacuum envelopes a heart plunged to depths un-reached, unreachable, uncharted, unfilled, unfulfilled. And the cataclysmic loss of existence ensues, ending everything. And the chronic, constant drain drags on. © 2014 ajwrites57 A Long ❤ ❤ ❤ Image:  By Ben Salter from Wales (deep inside Uploaded by Oxyman) CC-BY-2.0 via Wikimedia Commons

finalities sad regression of a joyful day return to sadness in the joyless way search for sleep at the dusk of light the dull refrain of a sleepless night pulsing sadness a recurrent theme retreat from gladness in full extreme laugh in the face of mirthless life cry at the meanness of soulful strife mournful memories' full-fledged pain would'ves and could'ves all remain blemished dreams float in mind blissful moments still undefined stationary madness fated fare unfelt pleasures beyond repair hope-filled hopes shattered clean hopeless results unmattered scene destined outcomes undenied fateful finalities justice blind eternal knocking at unopened door infinite waiting wanting more standing still the edge of crime walking toward end of time permanent penchant for glimmering gloom smile at the thought of a waiting tomb all these things common felt visions frozen fully melt © 2014 ajwr...

Winter's way I have trod on wind swept,  snow covered lanes. My boot shod feet  have marched  on frozen planes. Wrapped in fur and wool  as shield from icy grip. Winter's way  welcomes weary pilgrim  on his trip. A path worn well  from hoof and cart, like a road run through  my barren, frostbitten heart, leading to the silent ice-clad stream, my blood flow's stopped,  as in a dream. Pines trees  whisper in the wind, heartbeat tells me, I have sinned. Lesson's lies,  my memories haunt, like frosted lakes,  drawn and gaunt. As heat-less sun  glows on high, so do daydreams  vilely taunt. Hope has flown like snow-geese migrants, frosted dreams  becomes life’s tyrants. Blizzard blows  beyond  blue horizons, as youthful goals  grow grizzled, wizened. The past  has ceased  like gla...

between between the lines of age, a bar from every cage, a line from every page, days of life, we swage. ★ ★ ★ between the hands of time, a ring from every chime, a line from every rhyme days of life, we sublime. ★ ★ ★ between the echoes of sound, a song from every ground, a line from every round, days of life, we redound. ★ ★ ★ between the rhythm of dance, a heart from every romance, a line from every chance, days of life, we enhance. ★ ★ ★ between the hands of fate, a choice between every gate, a line from every strait, days of life, we relate. © 2014 ajwrites57 A Long ❤ ❤ ❤ image:  By imelenchon If you enjoy this poem, you can find more of my writing  here.