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In Pictures I see beauty and joy.
Uglyness and hate.
The beauty of nature,
Or fear of a blind date.
If I could alter a picture,
From within my mind.
I'd erase ugly and hate,
Leaving only Gods beauty devine
I'd look toward the heavens,
Beyond the stars above.
And in a moment of dreaming,
Glimps a picture, Of Gods sweet love.
I love natures beauty,
Under the light of the sun.
And detest the scars,
Of the hated ones.
Ever wish you could sit back in comfort.
Kick back and cut out a dream.
While thoughts of happiness,
Lie there, most peaceful and serene.
Thus I've lived in wonderment,
AS thoughts ran through my head.
Then happiness turns away from me,
And sadness appears instead.
Try as I might I can not shake these feelings.
That lurk within my wounded heart.
And cause me to stray from my love one,
And drift so far apart.
Oh if life could be so easy.
So gentle and kind.
To ease the painful sorrow,
That lies deep within my mind.
Yes in my writings, I cut out many dreams.
Still each night when I drop the pen I die.
And live when I pick it up again,
Where I left my last dream lie.
Why can't people realize,
That life should be wonderment and joy.
Yet some play life's game,
Like little children with a toy.
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