What is love

Obviously still rather hurt and upset at this time...


What is love
But a man’s chasing the wind,
A light in the darkness
No one can see.
The relief we all hope for
But never find.
She holds the hopes of humanity
In her sacred bosom
And shares that bosom
With infidelity
Lies, and misdirection.
What is love
But an adultress
Not yet caught in the act
Or skeletons
Still hidden in the closet.
Love is a devil
And we have all fallen
To her unholy eyes.

The sun rises once again on this wasteland...

I love the closing to this one. Definitely came from some hurt. Its actually a straight out narrative of what happened...figure it out? Enjoy!


The sun rises once again on this wasteland
Promising perfection, bliss.
Warmth kisses my face
As her rays pour over the mountain tops,
Overcoming the brilliance of all other stars.
With unparalleled grace
She dances across the sky
Bringing out the beauty
Of every wildflower.
And the day never seemed
So beautiful.

But the moon is high.
A silent reminder of the night
Haunting every step.
He whispers her name
And her light flickers for a moment.
Once before
They shared a dance
Brilliantly lighting the night.
At least in her eyes,
For what is night without the darkness.

As he rises,
I fear the sun must set again
To waltz once more
In this shameless display
Of ignorance.
For a light in the darkness
Only cheapens the beauty
Of the stars.