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Fuzzy Sk Poem
Longings....
Should I have let you catch me
You, with your wayward words
Crazy schemes and narrow roads
Should I have let you hold me
You, with your wide arms
And not so serious nature
Easy smile and wistful words
Should I have let you touch me
You, who made me smile
Forget today and its troubles
Should I have let you in
You, who I felt connected to
An understanding I had not felt in a long while
Should I have
You, who felt inadequate
Who thought he was not good enough ?
Should I have
When you didn't trust me
You who didn't tell me why
Who thought I was too good
I wanted to
I could not
You were too close
And I was too open
You held my hand
And I saw who you are
But you did not trust me
And I knew you could hurt me
In the worst way
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And yet....
Here you are
Rummaging my mind...
Copyright © Fuzzy Sk | Year Posted 2011
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I hold on to You my God
As these waves crash against me and pull me under
As this thunder roars to deafen me and lightning to blind me
I hold on to Your light
When the walls are tumbling around me
and the way looks ravaged
I hold on to You my God
When tears have strained my eyes
and blinded them with suffering, I hold on to You
When I feel swept away by the raging see
and darkness surrounds me by daytime
and the strength of my being threatens to fail me
I hold on to You my burning light
For Your strength and Your love
Is beside me always
My burning light keeps me alive
Copyright © Fuzzy Sk | Year Posted 2010
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It beats, It flutters
Its strong, Its weak
It bleeds, It heals
It hungers, It feasts
It breaks, It mends
It suffers, It flourishes
Its warm, Its cold
It makes a stand, It shies away
Its hopeful, Its hopeless
It desires, It repels
It takes, It gives
Boundless or bound
Free or held down
The human spirit beats with a life whether known or unknown...
Copyright © Fuzzy Sk | Year Posted 2012
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Tick-Tock morning has come
Tick-Tock evening is done
Tick-Tock the time for sleep has run
Second by second it runs
This man-made contraption
Tells you of the time you have
As if you could hold time
This hour is for breakfast
This hour is for lunch
Perhaps you had added one for brunch
Don't forget these ones are for work
Tick-Tock the year is gone
Tick-Tock the age has grown
Tick-Tock the clock has rung
What are your resolutions
For this new time
Be careful now....
These seconds are counting your life
Did you save them for friends
Did you save them for family
Did you save some for life
Tick-Tock
Does it tell you when it stops?
Copyright © Fuzzy Sk | Year Posted 2015
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Is this heart break or naivety
Tears have ran into oceans
Heart has broken in two
Sadness overshadowed my heart
And yet I still feel love
Is this heartbreak or silliness
Words have hurt
Emotions saddened
Thoughts tangled
And yet I still love
Is this heartbreak or stupidity
My trust shaken
My belief torn apart
My hope burned
And yet I still love
Is this heartbreak or obsession
Me the last priority
Words that chop and change
Promises left in the air
And yet I still love
Words I believed
Trust you broke
Hope you diminished
And yet in all this sadness you have caused
I am the one who feels guilty
I am the one who feels wasn't enough
You always said you wanted
Wanted to be my best and worst
Here's to your happy ending
Copyright © Fuzzy Sk | Year Posted 2015
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When I think of you ,do you think of me
I sit and wonder in this speckled night
Will you ever love me as much as I do you
Does loss touch upon your heart when not a sight of me you see
Will memorries flourish in your mind of me ,when you go to sleep
And not a word you've heard from my lips
As I sit here and dream of you,write of you
Do we share the same space where our hearts dwell in sweet comfort of our love
Copyright © Fuzzy Sk | Year Posted 2009
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Take my hand
Hold it srong now
For the journey is still long
When it gets dark
Hope at the edge of a cliff
Let me hold on and see the light
When the strands of faith
Get a little bit thinner
When the weaknesses in me are at the surface
Hold me srong now
So I may not fall
When I see no end
And the light trickles ever so lightly
When the wind has swept me away
And I float in endless suspendence
Show me the way
So I can land lightly on my feet
Copyright © Fuzzy Sk | Year Posted 2009
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What is it that makes me shy away from the word love
What is it that makes me tremble at feelings so raw
What is it that make me fear your touch
What is it that makes me want to shut my eyes every time you look at me
What is it this fear of closeness
What are these walls that have built a sanctuary around my heart
What is it this door that remains closed when you want to know me
What is the reason that I cannot place my hand in yours
What is it that makes me want to run when you hold me in your hands
Why is it that I cannot lay down with you in silence
Why when you draw me near I want to run in the other direction
Why is it that when you want to know my soul I cover it with so many planks
Why is it when you tell me how you feel I look away
Why is it when you give me your love I do not or cannot accept it
Why is is when you give me a hug I just want to cry
Why is it when I see you getting close
When you tell me you love me
When you take my hand
When you look into my soul
I want to run away ,this fear so deep
Of letting you near
Of letting you in
Of opening up to you
I want to hide
Why is it ?
Copyright © Fuzzy Sk | Year Posted 2009
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Will the sky always stay blue
Will the clouds float lightly and show
Just peaks of great blue
How about the days I do not go out there
The days I miss seeing the sun come out
Feel the wind on my face
Watching the sun rise
What about the summer days I sleep in
The days when I am sick in bed
Times when I am too sad to see the outside
Where do those days go
Copyright © Fuzzy Sk | Year Posted 2009
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I sit by a tinted window
Trying to clear its haziness
Rubbing my eyes, hoping the world will not look at me in misty eyes
Day upon day I sit at my window's tinted windowsill
Hoping for a new better looking day
My mind is an amalgamation of thoughts
Each fighting for survival
Hungry for their need to be fulfilled
Neither pacing nor calming
I open my tinted window
Hoping the fresh air will lift this heaviness
Of unwanted confusion
Perhaps my perception is what clouds me
From this outside world
Of connected pathways
And waiting choices
Copyright © Fuzzy Sk | Year Posted 2013
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