Hello Hello, welcome and thank you for taking a look.

This is where i will be posting up poems, random thoughts, short stories and whatnot. I hope you do enjoy this thread so come by once in a while to read my writing, leave a complements or evil comment, both are welcome.

To start out with, here is a poem which is always in my first post.

Enjoy



Musician’s touch

A finger on the string,
Too much for me to bring.
Another upon the key
A note for me to sing,

Play with the heavens upon your fingers.
Write with the angels upon your shoulders.

Lets read one more piece--
Oh just one more note
before this day ends and a new rises.
Let the strings dance upon your fingers
and guide the keys to their musicians.

Because the notes are my trainers,
the keys are my friends,
the strings are my dancers,
and the music is my stage.

1:14 am
If you could, would you turn the hand
take a step back and just clean up from the beginning
with to say something in the place of a work spoken
what if everything was lost in time - forgotten
could you have changed it?
what “what ifs” and “couldn't haves” wont change
a thing in time because that's just the way it is.

1:15am
Love at first sight - no
i fall in love after the first and the second and the third
and so on i fall into the sight of love

1:17am
the night never looked so wonderful though the eyes of an imperfect soul.

1:18am
it is not true that perfection is perfect
love is not about the perfection
but the imperfections
your imperfections make you look perfect in my eyes.

1:20am
there is no such thing as the impossible
just some things we haven't beaten yet

1:29am
the morning is my heater
the night is my air conditioner
and everything else in between is my leisure time

1:31am
correct me if im wrong
but isn't there a ripple in the perfection?

I remember Musicians Touch. I loved it then and i love it now.