Dreams..Every person on this planet has dreams. Every soul has aspirations and needs, wants and hopes, and everything else that makes a person..human. But the question for the moment is that how much do we need to sacrifice for an ideal? how much are we prepared to lose for it?

Life

Have you ever felt the mid autumn breeze?
Or stood in a rain of fallen leaves?
Perhaps sat down on a beach facing the sea?
Or watch life below from a great old tree?

Sometimes we forget life is just simple,
We frown so much it erases our dimples,
It's easy to believe the lies life preached,
To attain goals we should not have reached..

Perhaps life on its own is its own art,
With us as the actors doing our own part,
We earned the right to stop and relax,
To enjoy life and just be lax..

Words.. some view words as simple little things, trivial beyond hard facts. Some view words as just a means of communication, but never really see it beyond what it is worth. Some..well..some managed to find the meaning of words..but not everyone understands them.. Words can express all that you need to tell a person a feeling, but sometimes words are not enough.. What do i say to that?

Chance At Love

Sun comes up and i lie awake,
Cloudy morning in the sky above,
another day i shall have to take,
Standing in life for a chance at love..

Staring myself in the bathroom mirror,
wondering if today's my day,
Or perhaps just another working terror,
and another evening in the hay..

Groomed myself as best i could,
Even wore my best shirt today,
Put my stuff back the way it should,
Working again to earn my pay..

Scooped up my bag and walked out the door,
And wished myself luck to begin the day,
Perhaps even hope for a little bit more,
That someone perfect might come my way..

I'll spend my whole day in the office what's more,
and probably get lost in all that work,
Half at a hope, half at the chore,
Until the day grows old and it gets dark..

I suppose my day is not today,
As i came home now to a well deserved rest,
But disappointed i'm not,my hopes still stay,
Good things do come at patient's best..

A smile crept my lips as i lie in bed,
As i turned off the lights on the ceiling above,
Tomorrow may even surprise me yet,
While i'm standing in line for a chance at love..

Ugh..it's a sunday night.. Which means tomorrow is a working day..Ugh some more.. Heck,I might as well write something..But what? I'm seriously drawing a blank on the poetry department these days,with all the work coming in and the long hours i spent in the office (oh, and the working saturday? *grumble* grumble*) . Which is to say i'm having starting to develop a Triple-B Condition (Bored,Blanked and Broken).
It's been raining hard this past week or so, as if the sky is trying to make up for all those hot days last month.If only i could just get to my car.. Cheers all! and sorry for the wierd entry..