Declines Poems

flowers in her hair

I used to dream when I was young,
I would remove all of the thorns
of the most beautiful flowers
and place them in her hair,
lovingly,

 Innocence is cute, its so divine,
then you grow up not so fine,
that girl you knew as a child,
can't even remember her name,
sadly,

There's a loneliness to every soul,
eating alone in a popular food court,
they may enjoy the meal, cooked well,
but in the end, solitary doesn't taste as good,

and love declines as the demon in you climbs
and now you realize, its a tragic  fairy-tale
and now the large world appears small
and insects on your skin now crawl,

The realization,
it makes you sick,
now, floating past the jetty,
the strands of her hair.....

The Wait

The Future is a timid Guest —
It knocks — but will not stay —
Its Face half veiled in Morning mist —
Its Words — a shadow’s play —

The Clock declines to answer —
The Sun averts her Eye —
Yet in the Breath of Clover —
A Whisper will reply —

The Choice is not for Mortal Hands —
Nor any mortal Pen —
It turns upon a secret Wheel —
Once — and not again —

You saw — before the Others —
The petal’s sudden hue —
So trust the Day — when it arrives —
It has been seen — by You —

Original Haiku 2 by Michael R Burch

Original Haiku by Michael R. Burch

Keywords/Tags: haiku, original, sky, breath, existence, night, dark, darkness, leaf, autumn, fall, leaves, universe, beauty, loneliness, night, stars, moon

should the sky fall,
let my last breath
praise Your existence
—Michael R. Burch

It ever was night,
yet in the darkness I found you,
shining, bright.
—Michael R. Burch

a last leaf
clinging to life
declines to fall...
—Michael R. Burch

the Universe,
dazzled by her beauty,
swoons.
—Michael R. Burch

Loneliness engulfs me
like an immense night
void of stars.
—Michael R. Burch

Crow
perched quizzically on scarecrow:
natural comedian!
—Michael R. Burch

Autumn leaves
swirling:
dreams aloft & imperiled
—Michael R. Burch

struggle to fit
into cramped too-small shoes:
tiny haiku
—Michael R. Burch

your easy smile
brightens the day
natural as wildflowers
—Michael R. Burch

a single silver leaf
on the old oak tree:
autumn moon
—Michael R. Burch

When One is Heartbroken

A significant relationship ends,
Causing loss of a part of one's future;
Wasting a routine and a profound sense
Of attachment that needs a mental cure.

Mind in terrible shock and disbelief
Declines to accept the reality;
Intense sadness increases the deep grief,
Where heart no longer beats with joy and glee.

Frustration fiercely assaults the sad soul,
Bitterness and blame bombard the spirit;
Anger and resentment ruin the whole,
Crushing it to pieces without limit.

Attempts to negotiate start to bargain,
But this fantasy doesn't stop the wrath;
Reappearance of scenarios brings pain,
Erasing hopes to shift the aftermath.

In the period of emotional lows,
Coming to terms refuses to be killed;
When stream of everyday depression flows,
Growth begins to move forward to rebuild.

Years Past - Edited

Happy
Yappy

Husky
Puppy

Barking
Playing

Jumping
Running

Growing 
Showing

Stronger
Vigour

Guarding
Barking

Growling
Marking

Pees trees
With ease

Declines
Bath times

Bribes him
I win

Years past
Too fast
 
Sleeps more
Joints sore

Time to 
Let go

Tail waves
Bye bye

Asleep
I weep

Sky shows
Rainbow

He leaves 
I grieve.

Creative Writings

Creative Writings 
Self doubt declines. 
This is your season of change. 
Be open minded. 
Not pessimistic. 
Learn to grow. 
Sometimes pencil to error. 
Keep on writing. 
Keep on brainstorming. 
Through creative writings. 
Creative thinking. 
Black ink flows through blank spaces. 
Rhythms to azure rhymes. 
Poetry am I. 
Publish your own remarkable life.

The Man at the Bar

He sits a shadow at the bar's dim light;
a refuge from the storm that rages through his night.
His eyes, like two wells—deep and dark with pain,
reflect the turmoil that his heart can not contain.

His wife—a nagging wind that howls and whines;
a constant reminder of his troubles and declines—
drives him to drink; to drown the din, to numb the ache.
A temporary escape—a fleeting mistake.

Glug, glug, glug—the drink flows down his throat:
a sweet surrender, a moment's peace to cope.
But like a siren's song—it beckons him to stay;
a false solace—a deadly way.

His salary—a ticking time bomb, waits to explode,
eaten away by drinks; his future to be sold.
His heart—a heavy burden, is weighed down by his fears;
a slow descent into darkness—through all his tears.

It's a "well-boiled icicle" of a situation, 
Indeed! A "blushing crow" of a problem that he can not heed.

SOONER THAN YOU THINK

The thought of biblical Revelation
Voice of Prophecy
Song of assurance
One twinkle
Time revolving
The hour
The rapture
Unseen picture
The anticipation
Observe the signs
The skies full of clouds surrounding in formation
Strong indication
The World’s fate
Knee and pray before it’s too late
Fulfillment on target
Light quickly turns to darkness
The Thunder roars
Lightning flashes
Thief in the Night
Caught by surprise
Call of the Almighty
Tomorrow’s settlement
Buckle up for the journey
Soon very soon
The Sun swiftly declines
Eerie on the horizon
Sudden stillness
Time’s up
All clocks will stop
Tick tack no more
Moment of truth told
Heaven being bold
Did you listen and take heed?
Ready or not
The Lord shall come
Find yourself among
Soon than you think.

Love Waits for No One

Love waits for no one
 it's more than a game
Love rushed breaks hearts
 who really is to blame

Love can be unexpected
 but never planned
Love can be rejected
 reasons hurt to understand.

If love is true bliss and happiness thrive
If love is false, loneliness abides
If love is wanting emptiness fills
If love is absent another gives its' thrills

Time can be cruel without a love that last
desire once strong slowly declines and pass
Love needs a trust that can never break
for if broken that love lies forsake

Love waits for no one
 it's more than a game
Love rushed breaks hearts
 who really is to blame

Love can be unexpected
 but never planned
Love can be rejected
 reasons hurt to understand.

The Rain Lilies

The rain lilies stir with fast winds
Snatched my rest of restful nights,
Thier slim body beautiful sight
My eyes sit, still on them,shut the mind,
Neither I go for a second out of sight
Nor I do household of any kind,take high flight.    

Hair hoist with heat streams
Since eyes sleepless take dreams,
The beautiful thing that I saw past day
Search in other sight ,lilies sleep death lay,
Any scene can attract me now
Withered lilies but reign in heart grow.

Every sight of super scene give dispair,
Enamors eyes but recalls lilies care
And every beautiful declines with fair
Memories,reannoce that once you're pair.

Shakespeare 1

“Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May.”
Sonnet 18: Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
BY WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE

Waiting for the dentist’s assessment of my implant screw. 
I watch Dogwood buds on dry branches rattle on the window pane.
Why did Shakespeare’s quote pop into my head right then?
while wondering if the bone graft grew,

‘every fair from fair sometime declines.’

Runescape Poem

Oh runescape, oh old school 
How someone once gave me rope and chair and knife.
That noob was such a fool.
I have also been a wife.

From rs girlfriends to bots and scammers.
We go through the wilderness and 99's.
Catching chins and pounding our hammers.
The player base declines.

From the bossing and raiding to the questers and sweats.
Raise your crystal grail.
Throw your nets.
And stop trying on that goblin mail.

From killing dragons to dropping red spiders eggs during that time of month at the GE.
To your imbued heart being mine.
And by the way, he is not a she.
Here's to 92 being half of 99

Mr Acceptable and Mr Satisfactory

Mr Acceptable and Mr Satisfactory

Mr Acceptable and Mr Satisfactory suggest 
one hour of 
clicking is 
implemented to 
make sure heroism declines in 
popularity.

Over Time

As the rivers wash the stones smooth
and sea's ripple the sand,
seasons in years cascade on by,
resulting in this old man.

Knowledge and wisdom a positive gain,
as youth is stripped away,
memories fill my reflecting pool
to tap, when life I replay.

Months pass swiftly and health declines,
such are the ravages of old father time.
Days number fewer, that horizon in view,
for time passes quickly, I know that to be true!

The Burden of Dreams

A man with dreams, so bright and grand,
Sought capital from a bank's cold hand.
He borrowed much, with hope so high,
Bet his house, beneath the sky.

The bank’s burden, a weight unseen,
He turned to cheer in a bar’s dim sheen.
With borrowed funds, he drank his fill,
A fleeting joy, but fate’s cruel thrill.

A girl beside, with eyes that gleam,
Whispered promises, a fleeting dream.
To a motel’s room, they swiftly flew,
In the haze of night, where shadows grew.

Awoke alone, with dawn’s cruel light,
The woman gone, without a fight.
The motel's manager, demand so fierce,
For payment due, his woes increase.

In search of her, in clubs and bars,
He faced only silence, under stars.
Heavy labor to pay the cost,
Of dreams now shattered, all but lost.

A year of toil, his health declines,
AIDS/HIV, the cruelest sign.
From a fleeting touch, his life now frayed,
A cautionary tale of debts unpaid.

In shadows deep, where dreams collide,
He pays the price, where hopes reside.
A man who reached for dreams so high,
Found only burdens beneath the sky.

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