Courtyard of Red

Gray tree in a courtyard of red,
Leafless, heartless, & dead.
The barren sun bearing down,
Relentlessly as the tree droops to the ground.
Round, thick trunk, brittle branches and stems,
Was once alive, majestic, and prim.
And now remains,
So dead, so desolate, with no heart to break.

And a dove flew down and perched its self high.
But the dove didn't know that it was about to die.
He landed on the highest branch, his chirp the only sound and,
As soon as he did, the bird fell to the ground.
Then there was only a soft thud of a sound.

The animals drew close,
Looking for rest and for shade.
Ignorant to how,
The tree took all life away.
The closer they drew, the more they died.
But before they knew it, they were trapped inside.

Trapped with a gray tree in a courtyard of red,
Leafless, heartless, & dead,
The barren sun bearing down,
The blood of the beasts, paint the courtyards’ ground.

Sunny Side To Life

It was cloudy outside,
Drizzling rain,
It wouldn't stop falling,
On my window pane.
I let out a sigh,
Watched the incense smoke fly
I leaned back against my pillow and
Closed my eyes.
I took a few heavy breaths,
Before rolling onto the top of my chest,
I buried my face in the blankets,
Trying to lay to rest.
And I was sung to sleep,
By the rain in perfect time.

And then I dreamed,
That the, rain turned to lemon drops,
The trees turned to lollipops.
And in the dream I was told,
That it's not always damp and cold,
There's always a sunny side to life.

I rolled awake and it finally stop raining.
The sun poked his head out through the clouds,
Who gave up restraining,
His rays.
And then began a most glorious day.

I had dreamed that,
The rain turned to lemon drops,
The trees turned to lollipops.
And in the dream I was told,
That it's not always damp and cold,
There's always a sunny side to life.

Sarah

I asked her how her heart was doing.
And she replied,
"It's covered with cracks, dents, and creases."
So I asked her then,
"May I try to fix them?"
She said,
"Sure, I wont be mad if you can't."
And so I set to work,
To make up for all of the wrongs that she has been dealt.
And I set off to showing her the polite intents of my heart.
And I welded the cracks,
Aligned the creases,
And repaired every dent.
I fixed her heart like I said I would.
And I never asked for a thing.
But when I saw her kissing my closest friend.
I felt my heart pop,
And that was it,
I felt my heart die.
And she showed no remorse,
No tear fell from her eye.

Quicksand Eyes

The ambient echo of your breath in my ears.
It intrudes upon all of my fears.
The taste of the humid Summer air.
And I can feel your eyes locked onto mine, an immobilizing stare.
Your amber eyes refuse to relent their snare.
And the street lights emit a dim orange glare.
And even if you were to go, you'll always be here.