TWISTING TIME TOWARDS TRANQUILITY

Wishing only to go up and hug my best friend,
For the gracious gratitude for all that he has done.
Yet our society grimaces upon me doing this so proudly,
I honor him as my brother, though distant as parted seas.

The fiery sun, brought cordial feelings to our minds,
Reminiscing merely the shared, pleasant moments of our lives.
As the fiery sun was conquered by the gathering gray clouds,
Our sudden feelings of warmth, turbulently transformed.

I gazed with immense admiration for how he protected me,
And all that he accomplished in his brief, but complete life.
I never had another friend become an integral part of me,
Nor has anyone come into his life as loyal and accepting.

Before I could rescue him, death came knocking upon his door,
Helpless were his weak and fragile body taken to disease.
Neither feelings of anxiety or tranquillity,
Came across his mind, body and spirit while I was with him.

As he tasted his last breathe and felt his final heart beat,
His fragile hands stretched towards me courageously.
Taking my warm hand, holding as tight as he possibly could,
Our faces, flooded with tears of numerous mixed emotions.

During his last hours, our glossy eyes stared at death directly,
Just waiting for it to finally arrive and not linger on any longer.
Then I felt his hand become cold and helpless, then vacated,
And without a word to me, his life succumbed and became part of me.

The instant down pour of tears shed by the dark heavens,
Left a cold, somber feeling inside of me knowing that he is forever gone.
Knowing that he has finally reached a world of tranquillity,
And leaving me all alone to survive and explore what he left behind.

As I parted his final resting place, all I can do is bow my head,
And mumble and whimper peacefully, "thank you for being my friend."
For the first time, leaving me isolated, standing all alone in the rain,
Only waiting to once again join him in laughter and not one of sorrow.

 

WHAT IS A FRIEND?

A friend is someone to whom you should say,
What is mine is yours without a doubt.
Should hardship ever come about,
Just come knocking on my door
And I will give you of my store.

A friend should be able to say to you,
If misfortune comes my way,
And my goods be gone in just one day
I shall not fear for want or bread
But come knocking on your door instead.

A friend is not something that cannot be bought.
Because it is life's richest treasure;
It is a gift that money cannot measure.
A friend will stick with you through thick or thin
Just like a Siamese twin.

Some friends are fragile;
For them you should take time to love and care
Take time to feel their fear.
Just let them know that when everything seems to be
Going wrong, you'll be a friend, even to the end.

 

 

 

MY FINAL DESTINATION

Please,
Hold my hand,
While we say good-bye.

Pleas,
As I stand,
You beg me to stay.

When our,
Time together,
Just is never enough.

An hour,
Adds more pressure,
Making it really tough.

Reaching,
Finding your hand,
By now, it’s far too late.

Breathing,
My own last breath,
Knowing, I met my fate.

I am now pain free,
Shining my light,
For all your days.

Hoping you won’t flee,
As you recite,
My final rites.

My hand,
Eases its grip,
Then I see your tears pour.

I planned,
For my last trip,
As I closed my life’s door.

I want you,
Go your way,
In time, live your life, your way.

Knowing,
I will be by your side,
Each time you see your shadow.

IMPERFECT FRIENDSHIP

I take time to share with you,
my inner most feelings but
you don’t seem to care about
what I had to share with you.
I came to tell my problems,
you listen to my say but
did you actually hear me?
I am not really that sure
why I chose you as a friend.
Do you know why you chose me?
I really do not know why,
as I think if it often.
Maybe because of the act
you performed in front of me
on the day that I finally thought
I met a new best friend.
You hurt me too many times,
physically and mentally.
Through all this I come back.
Time after time, I waited
hoping to expect a change
in our imperfect friendship.
As I close my door, my friend
I dare not re-enter the door
to an unstable friendship.
I seek stability,
to be able to hold on
to what’s left in our friendship.
Let’s give it another try,
and hope tomorrow is better
than any other past day.

 

AGING ABIGAIL

With only a scarce amount of time left,
Aging Abigail Alzheimer,
Lay upon her death bed.

Looking back at her eighty-eight years,
Briefly, becoming eighty-eight
Prolonged seconds.

The hot sun,
Brought warm feelings to her mind,
Comforted by,
Pleasant memories and prosperity.

The sky gathers its
Gray clouds and heavy rain,
Open feelings of desperate despair
And letting loneliness sink in.

In a brief moment,
Transforming
Shining tranquility to
Somber depression.

She silently,
Slipped away,
Guided by the good Lord, she so loved.

 

TALE OF TWO ROADS

Somewhere in a small arcadian town,
There’s a road by the name of Angela.
Lost somewhere in a large urban city,
Exists a road by the name of Stephen.
She chose one road, but he chose another,
Not seeing each other for years to come.
As the roads appear to merge together,
Dark shadows of their silhouettes appear.
They come to know another by sharing,
All of their lives happiness and sorrows.
The road brought them together forever,
Angela and Stephen now walk as one.
Two separate roads now yield into one,
Now known to us all as husband and wife.

 

WHO ARE WE? ... IS ... WHO WE ARE!

So many times, I wondered about who are we,
`Till I realized our friendship was like that of
Everything two brothers brought up together by
Parents sharing strong values, tradition and love,
However, we're not brothers by family name.

Everything about us, seems to bring us closer,
Not only sharing our life's triumphs but downfalls
Just as if they're one in the same though we know they
Are all but two separate pieces of our lives,
Yet our lives have become fulfilled over the years.

Little did you or I know that when we first met,
An all awkward encounter would bring together
Not only a friendship, but something exciting
Growing over the years that we've known each other,
Enjoying and savoring times we shared thus far.

Life's twisted journey has only begun for us,
Rummaging through all the good and bad offerings
Only to be there for one another for what
Be each other's significant milestones as,
Each of us takes a separate path to being.

Rarely is someone able to find a true friend,
Though when it is found, it brings about fulfillment
Which continues to grow with each passing season
In what seems to be just such a short time we spend,
Living our lives on this majestic planet Earth.

Life's lessons are learned together through various,
Intimate moments of shared advice and insight
And taking each other's wisdom in helping us
Make our lives become more fulfilled with each other's,
Kept promises, shared secrets and tomorrow's dreams.

Only now as we grow in years together, I,
Value our friendship more than ever for priceless
Annuities it rewards us time after time
Creating a friendship unseparable by all,
Simply, it is not who are we? ... but who we are!