Enjoy the Haze

                     “Enjoy the Haze”
                       By T. Clark
  
 Sitting near……..                            ……..but far away
               I think of you, within the haze.
  
         I long to touch,     
                      your flaxen hair
            Run my hands,
                        along the locks
                  Drift in the sea 
                               within your eyes
                       Be one in time                            
                                      your soul & mine
                   To ride within 
                                your paths and waves
                 Feel each beat 
                              within your heart
                Hear the song 
                             and sing the tune
                   Sweep through your mind
                                   understand each part
                        Wash myself 
                                  within your soul
                Be with you
                         Til’ gray and old
  
 But sitting near……………..                    ……………………….still far away
                          The haze is gone, 
                        but the dream will stay.
   

Friendship

 Friendship?
 By T. Clark
  
 What’s the meaning of a friend
 Will I ever know
 By your side until the end 
 Or in the shadows dark and low
 For some, family’s the closet
 To a true-blue pal for them
 But it’s so damn sad to know
 There’s no one you call friend
 Or are there people in this world
 With honesty for all to see
 Are they real, not make believe
 Truthfully, it’s hard to know
 Maybe friends are those
 That are with you from the start
 But then again, you know they know
 What tears your heart apart
 Maybe they will use it 
 To rip you into shreds
 Maybe they will hold it
 Right above your head
 The false hearts and lies
 Can push you to the edge
 Don’t let them make you jump
 Push them off instead
   

Carpe Diem

 Carpe diem 
 By T. Clark
  
 Like a rose not yet in bloom,
 Careful not to come to soon.
  
 Will the frost show up late? 
 Or by the bugs will I be ate.
  
 In the sun I warm and grow,
 Hope I’m seen when people mow.
  
 Pretty and tall, that’s what I’ll be,
 Others will smile when they see me.
  
 Maybe one day I’ll be the pick, 
 To impress a date or cheer up the sick.
  
 All too soon, I’ll wilt and die, 
 Tears will fall from every eye.
  
 Memories of beauty, all that remain,
 In hearts and minds, all I can claim.
  
 The sad, harsh truth, I’m fading away.
 Why, oh why, didn’t I cease the day. 

Bitches

 Bitches
 By T. Clark
  
 Backstabbing bitches, throughout all of time
 Working in secret, these cruel bitchy girls
 Their sweet and then harsh, this untested youth
 Pissed off, they turn, to flip off the world
 Friend now enemy, poor immoral gals
 They’ll hunt you and stalk you, they’ll make your life hell
 Women preying upon women, especially while young
 Tongue lash you to tears, and sleep with your man
 Not knowing no better, unworldly, they’ll learn 

I Wonder of the Day

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 “I wonder of the world”
 By T. Clark
  
 I wonder of the world 
 That happens all the day
  
 The innocent abyss
 That comes when children play
  
 I wonder how they stay 
 In their place and time 
  
 While climbing the mountains
 Or swimming the ocean wide
  
 I wonder if they know 
 There’s no one really there
  
 I wonder if they see 
 Their friends are made of air
  
 I wonder if they feel 
 Their mountain is a hill
  
 Or that the ocean blue
 A rocky shore that’s still
  
 I wonder what they see 
 When in their jungle hut
  
 Or how they learn to tame 
 Their wild jungle mutts
  
 I wonder of this world
 That happens all the day
  
 I wonder how I lost 
 My innocent days of play