KEEPER OF MY HEART

Would you consider yourself worthy,

To be the Keeper of my Heart?

I desire a passionate companion to be,

The Keeper of my Heart.

My gentle heart is fragile,

It needs much love and care.

Keeper of my Heart,

Will be faithful, always there.

The Keeper of my Heart,

Must be noble, likewise true,

Loyal to the death.

I'll ask nought for more,

Consent to nothing less.

Keeper of my Heart,

Shall give their very best.

The Keeper of my Heart,

Will mourn me when I'm gone,

And I will sing his praises,

In a lonely, haunting song.

Keeper of my Heart,

Will never be set free.

He's been my Knight in armour,

He'll know not what to be.

He'll wander aimlessly lost,

Like a ship out in the sea,

Until his restless soul,

Is reunited back with me.

Would you consider yourself worthy,

To be,

The Keeper of my Heart?

DEATH

He comes like a thief, in the night,

Robbing you of life itself.

Without a thought,

Or consciousness,

His ugly face is shown.

He shows no preference,

Of any kind,

To him, they're all the same.

Any gender, race or age,

He just picks the day.

He leaves the rest,

With emptiness,

Aches that never cease.

He contemplates who is next,

He has to fill his need.

We sit and wait, for we know

Our time is sure to come.

He has your name,

He knows your move,

There is no where to run.

So live each day as your last,

For this could be so true.

He lurks in silence,

In the dark,

Just waiting to call on you.

CLASSIC, CHAOTIC, CLASSROOM

Teachers were teaching tragically, while the students felt trapped in transparent torture.

It was a continuous, constant, state of confusion,

As they furled their furious frustrations aloud.

Infurating me with ironic, inconsiderate, inconsistencies.

Eagerly, I awaited for an early end, and the empowering bell to emit its escaping echo.