ally gunther Poems
|4.||Dropping The Nest||5/17/2012|
|15.||Mr. Magic Man||4/28/2013|
|29.||Makeup (The Cracks In The Compact)||8/22/2013|
|31.||Black Raven, White Dove||5/17/2012|
Black Raven, White Dove
When it's black,
Like the raven,
The well is full, but full of what?
My sun is shining in a half pale burst,
With toxic, red hot guilt
And as if in stark contrast,
The white dove just hits home-
And its what I've always wanted alive,
But then when I give some brainpower,
I decide that maybe it could be dead-
And it took the black to show it.
But then the black of the raven,
So beautifully stunning,
I look at her and all I see,
Is the storm in her eyes,
And the dove
Should be crying
For it doesn't know
That my white ...
Life, Love and Death; the three words that matter,
Life gives to all, extends the invitation,
It cares not what you look like and where you’ve come from,
It just gives to you. It is your choice what you do with it, and only you will regret your decisions in the end, when life ends.
Love gives you hope and emotion, connection and devotion,
The only thing you think about during life; friends, enemies,
Parents, wife. Lack of, or plenty of, or even somewhere in the neutral void.