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NEW YORK
Oh New York ! Oh New York !
When will I see you again
The memories have faded but those feelings remained from when our story began,
The misty eastern breeze touching past my face,
The smell of burning gas from the ford going at pace,
The wet streets, the smokey aisles,
the noisy kids you can hear from miles.
Oh New York I have felt you and let me feel you again.
I’ve felt the black, I’ve felt the white,
I’ve felt the snow of the winter night.
Central Park and morning dew,
A waiting line to taste the brew.
The cheap plays, the shiny lights,
The busy sidewalks every night.
Oh New York I dream of you everyday,
This poem will never be complete until I feel you again someday….!
Wether it’s the hope of love
The grief of love
The lesson of love
Or the regret of love
Once you have loved
It always remains
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You know what you’ve done
But to say it out loud
Is too brutal a reality
It would be suicide by honesty
And you are such a coward
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I remember a time when
I thought he would change
When I thought that my love
Would take his anger away
What a dangerous choice
I was willing to make
To sacrifice myself for a man
Who could never be saved
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When I look back at my life
I only recognize it for a moment
And then it’s gone
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The day will still come
No matter how hard you close your eyes
The night will kiss the day goodbye
Painting colors in the sky
Welcome the darkness
Embrace the light
Don’t fight against the up’s and down’s of life
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If forever is a place
I hope I go there with you
But I know that heaven will sigh
When you arrive with tears in your eyes
Wishing you could face the fire
Just to bring me too
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The truth is
I am ordinary
This realization is equally painful
As it is liberating
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