Poetry 3 Poems- Clocks, Zen, Scars

Clocks

Two souls wander broken

Slowly shredding to pieces

Life falls to the wayside

Pressure builds as time runs out

Clocks chiming

Tick Tock

Tick
Tock

Not Yet

A distant cry

Soft and innocent

Beckoning

A future possibility

Tick

Tock

More pressure mounts

Familial obligations

Where and When and Soon

Tick

Tock

Crash

A million Pieces on the Floor

ZEN
Moving Forward

Standing Still

The deception of gravity

Time forces motion

To keep on going

While the rest of us

Keep Standing

Scars

Connected by scars

Tissues can heal

Heart wounds and fissures

Aren’t quite so easy

Time ebbs and flows

Moving faster than expected

Circling life

Pain comes and goes

What we do

Makes us

Who we are

Poem

It's a plain, dreary rain
I watch from my window pane.
It's time for moving on,
But I'm stuck here with the pain.

Time is fleetly flying,
And paitience has me sighing.
I've waited here so long,
Just knowing and crying.

You left me here forever.
My heart is about to sever.
My life is barren and in withdrawl.
I've lost my only tether.

Blue

Blue

The ultimate feeling

It cannot be seen

So deep is the quiet

You can’t think to scream

It envelopes your soul

Your mind is a void

Your calmness entails

The highest joys

As cool as the night

Nothing is hiding

No more is your fright

No evil exists

In this perilous world

Live, Love and Die

Life is unfurled