Mon Fur

He's standing there
playing with my hair
Laughing and smiling
Life seems fair
...

Would you believe
this little tale I’ll tell
About two friends
Who tripped over and fell
...

A world without you,
Is a world without light,
A world without hope,
A world without sight.
...

So close, yet so far apart
Lay our needy, wanting hearts.
Trapped with chains, and locks of steel,
Escape seems too far from real
...

I’m sorry I can’t say it above a whisper.
I start to feel faint as the world starts to shiver.
...

I saw the mirrors with silver water,
and immediately, I thought:
I couldn’t do it. I can’t climb it.
There must be another way up.
...

Thinking about the times we had,
Under the Sakura tree;
Listening to the wind blow,
Next to the clear blue stream.
...

Dreams so sweet and ever so soft
Feels as though anything is possible
Reality shatters the Dream
Says “you have to prove your worth”
...

My heart’s beating hard
about to burst
I’m dizzy from
thinking about the worst
...

Inversions, these are.
Go far, I won't.
To talk like Yoda, I try.
Like it, I don't.
...

Delicate, fragile.
That little bud
Hiding from the temptations of the warm embrace
Of shimmering, sincere sun rays.
...

You cry and hurt,
And yet you say you're fine.
But I know I'm to blame,
for every single sigh.
...

I'll prove it to you.
One day you'll see..
How happy I am,
When you're with me..
...

I feel like writing a poem now..
Especially after our little fight,
Listen to your brain-
Listen to your heart-
...

Floating through the foggy forest, I can hear the
soft falsetto voice whispering a simple children's’ tune.
Simple, the tune is, but not the words the voice sang.
It seemed as though it were a different language-an
...

I don't know what I could say to make you feel better....
“Sorry” has been used too many times before...
All I want is for us to be forever...
But love, if this goes on, how could we anymore?
...

My heart skips a beat when you're talking to me.
I can barely say a word, but when I do,
It sounds absurd.
...

Princess, princess up in the tower,
Would you look down on me?
Because down here, i hold a flower,
That I picked from overseas
...

I feel as though a very important part of me has gone...
And nothing
But an empty shell lies where I once lay...
...

My name is the roses to my basket,
the white, puffy clouds to my sky.
It is the firm oak standing,
and the peaceful waves rolling by.
...