Intensity

I cannot worry about my problems.

I cannot worry about things I cannot control.

I cannot worry about others' concerns,

Especially when they really don't care about me.

I cannot worry about the haters.

I worry about me.

I worry about how my productivity serves its purpose.

If I worry about distractions,

Then they control my life,

And I will lose in the end.

Songbird

Pretty songbird,

With feathers of orange and white.

To see you sing and dance.

Brings love to my lonely heart.

To see you flying and free,

Brings a sense of joy that I cannot describe.

When I hold you,

I hold the silk of rose pedals,

Embracing the skin on my hands.

But to let you soar among the wind brings the best joy.

Because you will always come home,

My pretty songbird.

Valentine Fever

Sitting alone,

By a book and a cat.

Wishing to be with my true love.

I wish I could feel her embrace,

I wish I could feel her touch.

A human interaction would mean so much more than the electric word.

I want to see you again.

I have The Fever!

To hold you again is the best gift of them all.

Every time

Every time I look at your picture,

Every time I look at your legs,

Every time I see your smile,

Every time I think of joy and laughter,

Every time I think of you,

It makes me feel closer to you.

And love you that much more.

Alone

I am a weary warrior.

I fight and fight 

Going against the grain.

But yet it is harder and harder a to stand.

My shield is strong, but weathered.

I walk for miles in a wasteland

Attacked by pests.

I am alone.

I do not need a medal,

I do not need your empty pity.

I need a companion who understands my journey,

And is forever my friend.

Persistence

As I wait for my time,

I am stuck in my hole.

I desire to stand up and fly.

I desire to try and succeed.

But all I get is excuses,

Reasons to give up,

Reasons to conform 

Not to make me better 

But to stop me from growing.

Yet I want to fight.

To keep running.

If I stop my progress 

I stop living.

I want that reward,

And I know it cannot be given on a silver platter.

I fight on,

Fair, wise, and intense.

I do not ask for respect, praise, or notoriety.

I ask for a chance to show why I do deserve it.

Sweet Girl in the Meadow

As we go to the natural carpet of green,

I enjoy being with my beautiful friend.

As I see the flowers,

I witness you as the shining star that centers around the planet of petals.

As take a whiff of your perfume as I touch tour cheek,

I smell the crisp fresh air.

As I hear your voice,

I hear the chirping of the birds singing their lovely tune.

You are not just one with nature,

You are its better.