remember

remember first grade
remember that question
remember the answer
remember this
remember that
nothing makes sense
not to remember
remember or not
remember magic
remember dreams
remember life
take it seriously

A stare

To stare into the world
no not the world
life
to stare at life with no voice
to stare at life with no heart
to stare at life with no meaning
but with so much thought
a blank of silence
not to leave
a never ending mind
a forgotten dream.

Darkness

a light place
a ghost
the darkness
is our earth
nothing without it
too many suns
one darkness
one to be in
one to dream about
to think about
to sing
about a falling dream
into the darkness
the lightness
of darkness
not to make sense
not to lie
not to hope
to feel nothing
to feel everything
in the dark world
the one place
that is everywhere.

sleep

to kiss the sun goodbye
to chase the moon
a problem never to be solved
a piece never to be sung
a dream of love
a dream of a voice
singing to one
in the world
to me
a father for one
a mother for one
a blanket for every cold child
a place to work out my problems
a place to not be afraid
kept inside
a place to enjoy
a place to die or not
a place for me
for you
for everyone to remember their dream.

Fire

My heart melts into my flames
sorrow
as fire builds to mind
thought rushing to me
as I can hear nothing
but my heart beat
The warmth of my the fire
but I know is not true what is warm is
Ice cold
The eye of a crystal
The voice of my own
The laugh of nothing to say
The wait
The wanting to say
Fire
fire for nothing but to watch
But to close to die
To remember that nothing
nothing makes sense
when in fire
nothing to understand about writing

The Baseball Bat

The baseball bat

sitting in the grass

glistening from the sun

untouched

it is a beautiful day

hope

hope is in the

not the kind of hope where I hope I finished my home work

but the kind of hope where I hope I can succeed

not the kind of hope where I hope I can win

but the kind of hope where I hope I can do well

not the kind of hope where I hope I can actually finnish this poem

but the kind of hope where I hope I can write a poem

the hop means something to everyone

Honesy

Honesty is word of truth,
It's a seed that will never die,
My tongue tingles when I tell a lie,
I know that I am still in my youth,
But honesty is so important that it's crazy,
No one should be lazy while telling the truth.