Month: January 2017

Soccer

The wet grass squishes
with every step I take while
the ball skids towards me
as fast as lightning.
I tap the ball forward.
A defender sprints up.

I roll the ball to the side,
and the defender
opens up his legs,
asking for the meg.
I pass it between them
and run around him
while he spins around
on his new skates.

I see my teammate
in the middle of the field.
I send the ball to him
for a quick one two.
Now the ball
Is back at my feet.

The goal opens up its wide mouth
preparing for me to shoot.
I plant my right foot
and let my left foot fly
sending the ball to the top right corner.

The goalie reaches up
stretching out his enormous arms
to stop the rocketing ball,
but the ball curves
just out of his reach.

Goal.

 

Never-Forgotten Memories

 

I climb the hill.
I´m living on for days.
I meet the house.
I take a look around.

Tree´s brushing along.
The Earth giving me a cool breeze,
As I greet the door.
Pushed the door open,
Noticing a flea infested dog,
On the floor.

Wagging her tail back and forth,
Noticing fleas flying off,
Every second.

Shut the door behind me,
Emotions in my head filter me,
Should I keep it?
Should I call animal control?

Back and forth my head went.
My decision was correct.

Flea infested dog was just a dog.
Wonderful weather blew in.
New best friend.
Only for a little longer until.

I couldn’t tell.
Not now.
Maybe later.

Days flew by faster than air.
Fun memories created.
Happiness piled in.

Last day,
Worse and Best day.
Fun adventures, No longer.

Throwing luggage.
Closed car door.

I drove down the hill,
I once came up.
I check the mirror,
Seeing the saddest dog on the world,
Looking.
Staring.
Wondering if I’ll ever come back.

He’ll find my treat

 

Evil

Is a man born Evil?

Or does he grow up that way?

Growing and growing until there is only cruel ice left

Is he born without innocence?

Or is it taken away from him?

Taking and taking until there is no more left

Is he born a murderer?

Or does the world shape him that way?

Molding and molding until the outcome is too horrendous to even look at

Is he born without a heart?

Or does Reality take it away from his innocent clutches?

Stealing and Stealing until it is too far away

Can a man truly be Evil?

Or is he merely dressed in Evil’s skins to protect

his weary soul

hiding behind a wall

shaped like a mask

Sadness

Sadness
Sadness is a monster
hidden deep within your bones.
It is quick to appear,
yet it is slow to fade.

Sadness is different each time,
it can be quick and sharp
or slow
to fade away.
high.
Its levels can change quickly from to
low

Whenever you are sad
the best thing you can do
is be around the ones you love,
and they will make you feel like new.

 

Gray

 

In the place beyond time
In the world beyond new
In a color Between Black and White

Lives you

Nothing is right
Nothing is wrong
Nothing seems to happen

No reading the lines
No following the script
No laughing and loving
No hate and jealousy

Only your Feelings
Only your Pain
Only you, In this Lonely Terrain