PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

When the world is dark; the sun has set

And the roads glow from those crawling along,

May you be the one to wear a smile

With a cigarette, and brisk wind in your hair.

May your thoughts arrive and pass

Until one sticks and stands. 

But mainly:

May they come with no pain or tenderness

Or panic and disarray;

May they come concisely; clear,

And stay with you through to the next day

When may our blunted picks chip through our own walls?

And when will we feel contented

That we are heading towards the path

We are actually choosing?

Our ideals and the present, will surely never meet.

But can we build the present

Our younger selves

Wished to be transported to?

So don't be so hard on your battered brain,

Yet don't be so soft either. 

Just derive a pleasure from breaking away

And actively doing you.