Banging Down the Door to Your Heart
for my friend, "Tiger"
I have this friend, you see,
Who always wants me to be the best that I can be.
I miss her like crazy when we're apart,
Till I hear her banging down the door to my heart.
Her eyes sparkle with the wisdom of her years,
But when I hear what she's been through, it brings me to tears.
Whenever I try to correct her little ways, she says, "Don't start,
Or else I'll come banging down the door to your heart."
She doesn't know much about the world today,
But she makes up for it by being happy.
Her life is filled with warmth and art,
Which she uses to bang down the door to my heart.
We could all learn a lesson from her,
One that makes us stop and remember.
So the next time you think you're so smart,
Maybe the truth will come banging down the door to your heart.
--------------------------------
Come Back
I stand here on the beach
And contemplate the wonder of my heart
As I see what it sees, sailing across the open sea.
A distant shore is calling, echoing a voice
Which pierces the darkness, crying
"Don't go, I'll miss you so, don't you know
That time will turn no tide
Until you come back to me?"
--------------------------------
Cry of the Streets
Life in a Big City, as seen through the eyes of a Homeless Person.
The sun is so hot today.
I can feel the beads of sweat form upon my face,
As I try to make my way out of this rat race.
There is no finish line; I am not out to win.
I’m just trying to get back on my feet again.
But people are so unkind.
They don’t think I can do anything, even as I talk to them.
I’ve been walking all day; I am so tired.
I could end this charade if only I heard two words: “You’re hired.”
The air is so cold tonight.
As the wind whips across my face,
I try to think of a way out of this place.
I wish I had some money, some food, some clothes.
I wish I had somewhere to go.
But I am chased from every place I try to hide,
By those who tell me sanctuary is not mine to keep.
If only they could see the human soul in me,
I would have a place warm and dry--to sleep.
--------------------------------
Dream of Me
A metaphor for the Hollywood celebrity life.
The world is spinning round and round.
And you keep on winning; hear the roar of the crowd.
Yet there is a burning inside; you long to break away,
And find another place to lead you astray.
Though the madness never truly dies, people won't let you go.
Even in posterity your legend has a home.
As you search for a magic touch to set you free,
Just close your eyes, and dream of me.
The day is done, but your work is not kind.
You must walk the golden mile as the stars shine.
The stage is lain before you, but you must beware.
There are dangerous ones who wish to expose your air.
You smile as you insist you don't care for another life,
But you wonder how much more you can stand the twist of the knife.
When you're ready to break and nothing else can set you free,
All you have to do is close your eyes, and dream of me.
--------------------------------
Escape
Be my fantasy, come run away with me.
I can turn your dreams into reality.
Are you trapped in a world holding you prisoner?
You think to yourself, "There's got to be a better life, isn't there?"
Let me be your hero and give you all you desire,
So you can exclaim to hell that you no longer need their fire.
When all seems lost and you long for home,
You have a safe place in my heart in the form of a silly poem.
--------------------------------
First Strike
I remember a time
When I told my lover all I wanted to do
Was lie on the beach after dark
And watch the stars shine.
I remember a time
When my lover told me
All she wanted to do
Was get lost in my light.
I remember those times well.
But life's demands and temptations
Have since broken
This valiant spell.
And now, as I stand on this same beach at night,
Eyeing the horizon, I ask myself,
"Is this what it feels like to endure first heartbreak?
Is this the mourning of first strike?"
--------------------------------
Live in the Moment
Live in the moment.
Can't change the future,
Whatever it may hold.
Reach out and be bold
With every single breath;
Until the date you meet your fate,
Who hands you over to your death.
Can't do nothing about the past,
So live each day like it were your last.
----------------------------
Nursery Rhymes for a New Age
Hickory dickory dock,
The mouse ran up the clock.
Everyone watched and waited by the hour,
To see if faith had any real power.
Twinkle twinkle, little star,
Your light is my hope from afar.
But when I need you most you disappear,
And I'm left to wonder if the future's clear.
Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall,
Waiting for civilization to fall.
The sun cried when the bomb went off,
And the angels said, "Enough is enough!"
Little Boy Blue, come blow your horn,
And signal the arrival of a new day's dawn.
All the king's horses and all the king's men,
Have come to put the world together again.
--------------------
Rockaway Rodeo
Another one I did when I was younger...
Find me a home, where my spirit roams, and the animals like to play.
It's not very easy, living alone, rocking your days away.
For whatever the reason, it doesn't seem fair, to know that your kids went astray.
You wonder all season, if somebody cares; maybe it's time you had your say.
Your head is achin', your heart is breakin', just when you've had enough,
Along comes a prince, long gone since you've been able to strut your stuff.
He tells you a story, then kicks back with glory, and rides far into the night.
What can you say? It's been a good day; you tried with all your might.
--------------------------------
Silly Romantic Interlude
I once wrote this for a grade-school crush. I don't remember her name.
Pardon me, beautiful one,
But your charm moves fast, like a wind on the run.
I'd like to ride with you on a passing star,
And let us live someplace afar.
--------------------------------
The Butterfly's Dance
War is a butterfly compared to innocence lost.
In both, lives are taken, but at what cost?
What price victory, if you can't change the past?
Heartaches remain; will the sun continue to shine?
--------------------------------
The Stars at War
The zodiac signs fight, pointing out one another's faults, and then defend themselves.
The stars had a meeting in a conference room at the end of the universe,
to decide which sign was best and which one was worst.
Bold Aries stood up and exclaimed, "I'll start this show.
Is it not clear I am the most fearless, in case you didn't know?"
To which Libra replied, "Of course. It always has to be about you.
Never thinking of another's feelings in all that you do."
"At least I'm brave enough to lead; it's my way of showing I care.
You take a million years just trying to decide what to wear."
"I like to take my time, and weigh all my options, you see.
It's a very difficult task, choosing which side to please."
Taurus agreed, saying, "We should all find beauty in the little things.
Like having a stable home and a song in your heart to sing."
"But you're so stable," commented Scorpio, "you never move from your place.
You're too busy browsing shopping catalogs and stuffing your face."
"Well, I don't go around with sex on the brain and a sting in my tail.
You talk about the nastiest things sometimes and turn others off without fail."
"I just want to experience all that life has to offer, and I am easily hurt.
I'm looking for someone to love, so that I don't get burnt."
"I'm glad to see we are communicating here," added Gemini, "but there is no need to fight.
This is not a popularity contest to see who is right."
Sagittarius retorted, "I'm surprised you didn't speak up earlier, as much as you chatter.
Going from one thing to the next without keeping abreast of the matter."
"But when I talk, I don't shoot my arrows without tact,
before galloping off in search of yet another useless fact."
"Don't you think it's important to learn of the world and life?
Our future will be brighter if we choose to see the light."
"Sometimes the light doesn't come," Cancer cried.
"So home offers a safe place to hide."
"Why don't you stop hiding in your shell, honey?"
asked bewildered Capricorn. "If you don't go out, you can't make money."
"Oh, right, you think the world was created from a dollar bill.
You trample over everyone to get to it as you climb the hill."
"No, I do not hurt everyone!" he shouted back.
"I just think everyone should pick up their slack."
A beaming Leo blurted out, "As long as you look good in your quest.
We should all strive to be the very best."
Aquarius answered, "You think you're better than everyone else.
You need to put away your pride and learn how to help."
"But you can't save the whole world, my dear. It's too much to take.
If you don't look after yourself, you're soon bound to break."
"Maybe so, my feline friend, but I'll know in my heart,
I fought for a worth cause, which is held in high regard."
"That's right," Virgo chimed in. "We all need something to aspire to,"
as she proceeded to wipe the lint off a fellow member's sweater so blue.
"There you go again," remarked an annoyed Pisces. "Pick and nag.
You always have to have everything just right. Sometimes you make others so mad."
"As opposed to you, who leaves everything a mess?
You'd leave your head somewhere if it wasn't so possessed!"
"I don't mind leaving things lying about. It gives the world an artsy feel.
It's more important to care for others; to love, to heal."
The Elders in the clouds did not like this petty bickering.
They ordered their charges to make peace out of a war so sickening.
And back on Earth, a child cries,
"Mommy, Daddy, what is wrong with the skies?"
"It's alright, dear," and the youngster is sold.
"It's just the Gods recanting stories untold."
--------------------------------
The True Story of Pegasus
This is the very first creative work I have ever done. I wrote it when I was about 8.
*I am not sure if this is supposed to be the correct line.
I happened upon a land of animals and prairies,*
Streams, dreams and other things, enchanted by fairies.
And far beyond this magical land, just over the hills,
Most vivid at night, lay a town called Ristol.
And here is no item of fright, not even a caliber pistol.
And every day, the children say,, why they feel so good.
Telling stories by a fire made of chopped wood.
Then, from out of the clearing, comes a white-winged horse.
This one, of course, is a special kind of friend,
Who will fight their battles to the end.
Deciding to stay, it lets the children play, without a single care.
Then they go home, but never alone,
For they have a friend who will always be there.
But across the sea, prepares an armed enemy.
They take the children to their land, to serve as slaves by tired hand.
The horse shows up and takes them back,
Then puts the villains in the sack.
The people of the town rejoice, then from the horse comes a voice,
which says, "Never fear;
I will always be here."
--------------------------------
Where Have All the Heroes Gone
If there was only one day left to live my life,
If there was only one chance left to give my heart,
If there was only one soul left to read my mind,
Would you be the one to reach out to?
Or would you simply vanish in the haze?
I'd like to think you'll free my outstretched hand from despair,
I'd like to feel you'll show me all I need to know in love,
I'd like to know you'll be there to teach me how to wander this world,
Or would you not deem it worth the trouble?
In the last days how could you just leave me hanging?
--------------------------------
I'm looking for a girl, or any person in the world,
Who won't judge my past, and walk away so fast.
I want someone to see the man I am today,
And listen with their heart to what I have to say.
--------------------------------
Love doesn't care how old you are.
Love doesn't care what color you are.
Love doesn't mind your status in life.
Love doesn't care. It just wants to be loved.
--------------------------------
Forget about the past, for it is gone.
You and the future will carry on.
The sun will shine another day,
And your dreams will lead you astray.
--------------------------------
What were you before you were born?
A wish in an angel's eye.
Maybe that's the reason, after you're gone,
Heaven cries.
--------------------------------
Hey pal, how are you?
Are your eyes brown or blue?
We're friends, yet we've never chatted.
But we're talking now, so you should be flattered.
I know, it's sad.
Sorry bout that, my bad.
Don't cry, stay strong.
We'll hook up soon, it won't be long!
--------------------------------
There is a part of me that dies a little more each day
I'm not with you.
I cry myself to sleep every night in the loneliness
Just knowing that we're through.
I'm sorry for my words, I'm sorry for my deeds.
I'm sorry that I am someone you no longer need.
As you go through life without me by your side, think...
"Is love worth another try?"
--------------------------------
Roses are red,
The sky is not.
I'm just a fool,
But I think you're hot.
Red are roses,
Blue is the sky.
If you don't go out with me,
I think I'll die.
================================
for my friend, "Tiger"
I have this friend, you see,
Who always wants me to be the best that I can be.
I miss her like crazy when we're apart,
Till I hear her banging down the door to my heart.
Her eyes sparkle with the wisdom of her years,
But when I hear what she's been through, it brings me to tears.
Whenever I try to correct her little ways, she says, "Don't start,
Or else I'll come banging down the door to your heart."
She doesn't know much about the world today,
But she makes up for it by being happy.
Her life is filled with warmth and art,
Which she uses to bang down the door to my heart.
We could all learn a lesson from her,
One that makes us stop and remember.
So the next time you think you're so smart,
Maybe the truth will come banging down the door to your heart.
--------------------------------
Come Back
I stand here on the beach
And contemplate the wonder of my heart
As I see what it sees, sailing across the open sea.
A distant shore is calling, echoing a voice
Which pierces the darkness, crying
"Don't go, I'll miss you so, don't you know
That time will turn no tide
Until you come back to me?"
--------------------------------
Cry of the Streets
Life in a Big City, as seen through the eyes of a Homeless Person.
The sun is so hot today.
I can feel the beads of sweat form upon my face,
As I try to make my way out of this rat race.
There is no finish line; I am not out to win.
I’m just trying to get back on my feet again.
But people are so unkind.
They don’t think I can do anything, even as I talk to them.
I’ve been walking all day; I am so tired.
I could end this charade if only I heard two words: “You’re hired.”
The air is so cold tonight.
As the wind whips across my face,
I try to think of a way out of this place.
I wish I had some money, some food, some clothes.
I wish I had somewhere to go.
But I am chased from every place I try to hide,
By those who tell me sanctuary is not mine to keep.
If only they could see the human soul in me,
I would have a place warm and dry--to sleep.
--------------------------------
Dream of Me
A metaphor for the Hollywood celebrity life.
The world is spinning round and round.
And you keep on winning; hear the roar of the crowd.
Yet there is a burning inside; you long to break away,
And find another place to lead you astray.
Though the madness never truly dies, people won't let you go.
Even in posterity your legend has a home.
As you search for a magic touch to set you free,
Just close your eyes, and dream of me.
The day is done, but your work is not kind.
You must walk the golden mile as the stars shine.
The stage is lain before you, but you must beware.
There are dangerous ones who wish to expose your air.
You smile as you insist you don't care for another life,
But you wonder how much more you can stand the twist of the knife.
When you're ready to break and nothing else can set you free,
All you have to do is close your eyes, and dream of me.
--------------------------------
Escape
Be my fantasy, come run away with me.
I can turn your dreams into reality.
Are you trapped in a world holding you prisoner?
You think to yourself, "There's got to be a better life, isn't there?"
Let me be your hero and give you all you desire,
So you can exclaim to hell that you no longer need their fire.
When all seems lost and you long for home,
You have a safe place in my heart in the form of a silly poem.
--------------------------------
First Strike
I remember a time
When I told my lover all I wanted to do
Was lie on the beach after dark
And watch the stars shine.
I remember a time
When my lover told me
All she wanted to do
Was get lost in my light.
I remember those times well.
But life's demands and temptations
Have since broken
This valiant spell.
And now, as I stand on this same beach at night,
Eyeing the horizon, I ask myself,
"Is this what it feels like to endure first heartbreak?
Is this the mourning of first strike?"
--------------------------------
Live in the Moment
Live in the moment.
Can't change the future,
Whatever it may hold.
Reach out and be bold
With every single breath;
Until the date you meet your fate,
Who hands you over to your death.
Can't do nothing about the past,
So live each day like it were your last.
----------------------------
Nursery Rhymes for a New Age
Hickory dickory dock,
The mouse ran up the clock.
Everyone watched and waited by the hour,
To see if faith had any real power.
Twinkle twinkle, little star,
Your light is my hope from afar.
But when I need you most you disappear,
And I'm left to wonder if the future's clear.
Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall,
Waiting for civilization to fall.
The sun cried when the bomb went off,
And the angels said, "Enough is enough!"
Little Boy Blue, come blow your horn,
And signal the arrival of a new day's dawn.
All the king's horses and all the king's men,
Have come to put the world together again.
--------------------
Rockaway Rodeo
Another one I did when I was younger...
Find me a home, where my spirit roams, and the animals like to play.
It's not very easy, living alone, rocking your days away.
For whatever the reason, it doesn't seem fair, to know that your kids went astray.
You wonder all season, if somebody cares; maybe it's time you had your say.
Your head is achin', your heart is breakin', just when you've had enough,
Along comes a prince, long gone since you've been able to strut your stuff.
He tells you a story, then kicks back with glory, and rides far into the night.
What can you say? It's been a good day; you tried with all your might.
--------------------------------
Silly Romantic Interlude
I once wrote this for a grade-school crush. I don't remember her name.
Pardon me, beautiful one,
But your charm moves fast, like a wind on the run.
I'd like to ride with you on a passing star,
And let us live someplace afar.
--------------------------------
The Butterfly's Dance
War is a butterfly compared to innocence lost.
In both, lives are taken, but at what cost?
What price victory, if you can't change the past?
Heartaches remain; will the sun continue to shine?
--------------------------------
The Stars at War
The zodiac signs fight, pointing out one another's faults, and then defend themselves.
The stars had a meeting in a conference room at the end of the universe,
to decide which sign was best and which one was worst.
Bold Aries stood up and exclaimed, "I'll start this show.
Is it not clear I am the most fearless, in case you didn't know?"
To which Libra replied, "Of course. It always has to be about you.
Never thinking of another's feelings in all that you do."
"At least I'm brave enough to lead; it's my way of showing I care.
You take a million years just trying to decide what to wear."
"I like to take my time, and weigh all my options, you see.
It's a very difficult task, choosing which side to please."
Taurus agreed, saying, "We should all find beauty in the little things.
Like having a stable home and a song in your heart to sing."
"But you're so stable," commented Scorpio, "you never move from your place.
You're too busy browsing shopping catalogs and stuffing your face."
"Well, I don't go around with sex on the brain and a sting in my tail.
You talk about the nastiest things sometimes and turn others off without fail."
"I just want to experience all that life has to offer, and I am easily hurt.
I'm looking for someone to love, so that I don't get burnt."
"I'm glad to see we are communicating here," added Gemini, "but there is no need to fight.
This is not a popularity contest to see who is right."
Sagittarius retorted, "I'm surprised you didn't speak up earlier, as much as you chatter.
Going from one thing to the next without keeping abreast of the matter."
"But when I talk, I don't shoot my arrows without tact,
before galloping off in search of yet another useless fact."
"Don't you think it's important to learn of the world and life?
Our future will be brighter if we choose to see the light."
"Sometimes the light doesn't come," Cancer cried.
"So home offers a safe place to hide."
"Why don't you stop hiding in your shell, honey?"
asked bewildered Capricorn. "If you don't go out, you can't make money."
"Oh, right, you think the world was created from a dollar bill.
You trample over everyone to get to it as you climb the hill."
"No, I do not hurt everyone!" he shouted back.
"I just think everyone should pick up their slack."
A beaming Leo blurted out, "As long as you look good in your quest.
We should all strive to be the very best."
Aquarius answered, "You think you're better than everyone else.
You need to put away your pride and learn how to help."
"But you can't save the whole world, my dear. It's too much to take.
If you don't look after yourself, you're soon bound to break."
"Maybe so, my feline friend, but I'll know in my heart,
I fought for a worth cause, which is held in high regard."
"That's right," Virgo chimed in. "We all need something to aspire to,"
as she proceeded to wipe the lint off a fellow member's sweater so blue.
"There you go again," remarked an annoyed Pisces. "Pick and nag.
You always have to have everything just right. Sometimes you make others so mad."
"As opposed to you, who leaves everything a mess?
You'd leave your head somewhere if it wasn't so possessed!"
"I don't mind leaving things lying about. It gives the world an artsy feel.
It's more important to care for others; to love, to heal."
The Elders in the clouds did not like this petty bickering.
They ordered their charges to make peace out of a war so sickening.
And back on Earth, a child cries,
"Mommy, Daddy, what is wrong with the skies?"
"It's alright, dear," and the youngster is sold.
"It's just the Gods recanting stories untold."
--------------------------------
The True Story of Pegasus
This is the very first creative work I have ever done. I wrote it when I was about 8.
*I am not sure if this is supposed to be the correct line.
I happened upon a land of animals and prairies,*
Streams, dreams and other things, enchanted by fairies.
And far beyond this magical land, just over the hills,
Most vivid at night, lay a town called Ristol.
And here is no item of fright, not even a caliber pistol.
And every day, the children say,, why they feel so good.
Telling stories by a fire made of chopped wood.
Then, from out of the clearing, comes a white-winged horse.
This one, of course, is a special kind of friend,
Who will fight their battles to the end.
Deciding to stay, it lets the children play, without a single care.
Then they go home, but never alone,
For they have a friend who will always be there.
But across the sea, prepares an armed enemy.
They take the children to their land, to serve as slaves by tired hand.
The horse shows up and takes them back,
Then puts the villains in the sack.
The people of the town rejoice, then from the horse comes a voice,
which says, "Never fear;
I will always be here."
--------------------------------
Where Have All the Heroes Gone
If there was only one day left to live my life,
If there was only one chance left to give my heart,
If there was only one soul left to read my mind,
Would you be the one to reach out to?
Or would you simply vanish in the haze?
I'd like to think you'll free my outstretched hand from despair,
I'd like to feel you'll show me all I need to know in love,
I'd like to know you'll be there to teach me how to wander this world,
Or would you not deem it worth the trouble?
In the last days how could you just leave me hanging?
--------------------------------
I'm looking for a girl, or any person in the world,
Who won't judge my past, and walk away so fast.
I want someone to see the man I am today,
And listen with their heart to what I have to say.
--------------------------------
Love doesn't care how old you are.
Love doesn't care what color you are.
Love doesn't mind your status in life.
Love doesn't care. It just wants to be loved.
--------------------------------
Forget about the past, for it is gone.
You and the future will carry on.
The sun will shine another day,
And your dreams will lead you astray.
--------------------------------
What were you before you were born?
A wish in an angel's eye.
Maybe that's the reason, after you're gone,
Heaven cries.
--------------------------------
Hey pal, how are you?
Are your eyes brown or blue?
We're friends, yet we've never chatted.
But we're talking now, so you should be flattered.
I know, it's sad.
Sorry bout that, my bad.
Don't cry, stay strong.
We'll hook up soon, it won't be long!
--------------------------------
There is a part of me that dies a little more each day
I'm not with you.
I cry myself to sleep every night in the loneliness
Just knowing that we're through.
I'm sorry for my words, I'm sorry for my deeds.
I'm sorry that I am someone you no longer need.
As you go through life without me by your side, think...
"Is love worth another try?"
--------------------------------
Roses are red,
The sky is not.
I'm just a fool,
But I think you're hot.
Red are roses,
Blue is the sky.
If you don't go out with me,
I think I'll die.
================================