Playing kites and toys with you every time

Defending you using his words and tongue

When enemies bully you from time to time

He was your mom when you really need one

Caressing you when you’re crying upon

Singing you a beautiful lullaby

Even he’s got no beautiful voice by

He was your teacher when you do not know

The lesson yesterday in school even though

You paid attention to the explanation

Because it was a boring situation

He was your friend when people turned you down

All the memoirs of your tears

Flashed suddenly in my mind

This is what myself fears

The regret from which I hide

Then comes the mem’ry of my mistake

My selfish shameful truce

Our friendship, said I, was fake

‘Coz in his smile I was blinded

The demonic face behind the mask

Was what I never sighted

But when I realized the fact

Alas! ‘twas already late

You’re gone and never will get back

Words can’t describe the way I think about you
The way you’re in my life
Words cant described the need I have
For a second chance
With my heart there’s no time for hesitance
All I need is a second chance
I’ll make it up to you
You will be mine true

ONLY TO SEE YOU

I miss you without even knowing you

I’ve seen you without even laying eyes on you

I love you without knowing the words

I’ve kissed you without ever touching you

I’ve heard your sweet voice without ever hearing you!

For you are everything and everywhere within me

For you are everything I’ve ever seen, heard, touched, or felt

You are it; all you are is everything I need

For me you are me, for me when you are gone so is my heart

We are cursed forever to be together or never together

For our love is constant never begging or ending

For I could count the seconds within the pulses of our love

For we are indissoluble in our love

Forever following the forgotten paths we walk

For they will be there for us tomorrow

timothy ray deflice

2002

Congratulations to the latest writing contest winner. This month there were 25 entries and the voting resulted in a tie for first place. As the tie breaker, I chose - Man of Happiness written by Jeremie18. There were a lot of great entries this time. Thank you everyone for entering the contest.

VAIN REMORSE

Blithe-the calf longed to peek

outside the byre, into the cybele to seek

gifts agogo,meadows-lush green

wonders of wonders,yet to be seen

to abnegate is not bish but a sin

mother dear’s heart,the calf needed to win

nature’s bounty,singing praise

chaff were all,mother dear says

chagrin aplenty but futile all

mother dear would neither heed nor fall

when brume hugged the morning sky

lept off the calf;tricked the watchful eye

mother dear’s faint clamant fell on the ears

but the calf cared least;had no more fears

Once again, to my chagrin
This nightmare perseveres
And through the glass it comes to pass
To feed upon my fears

And it seems to slay my dreams
And in their stead leave blind
Mine own two eyes to that one prize
My soul doth seek to find

Still I pray that night gives way
And cures this circumstance
That captive holds my weary soul
Within it’s darkened trance

And perhaps lay loose the straps
That bind me to this cross
And free from round my neck now bound
This curs’ed albatross

Once on a Easter day.
The kids went out to play.

The kids were playing loudly.
While the adults were sleeping soundly.

The weather was rainy and foggy.
The ground was wet and soggy.

The dog began his barking.
As the sky began darkening.

The kids ran inside.
Their Easter eggs to find.

The adults woke up in time.
To hear this little rhyme.

What’s so funny?

It’s a question asked when one doesn’t get the joke.

At least for a man with no sense of the actual world around him, his own personal thoughts drowned him.

So caught up in his own personal love frenzy, bathing in his self indulgence.

Lives life through a screen and every day dives deeper into the things that make him scream, when awake in the day he feels as a raining king.

But when his head hits the pillow all the dreams and aspirations willow, falling deeper down the rabbit hole of what is but humanity dished on a silver platter, is his life just chatter?

I see a man do nothing, yet claims everything. I see a man receive in a time of need, then only ask for more

I’ve seen women give in and cheat over and over again, I’ve seen men break hearts from across countries wide spread apart, I’ve seen men piss on art and praise a life of a subatomic plague of self praise.

Every day I look upon the sea of people in my life

Only for my eyes to betray what I know I should see

I try to guess and hope for God’s best,

but sometimes His truth escapes me.

Every day I look upon the sea of people in my life

Paddl’n' and swayin’ in this old wooden dinghy

Waiting for God to shake me from my trance

So that I may leap and stand on His raging sea.

Every day I look upon the sea of people in my life

And doubt that God could love people like us

I am constantly reminded that if I were my Lord

This doubting world would drive me nuts.