Solely Follows

Wanting May

The nothing dafodills and nothing branches of oaks,

I see the rise and fall of the newly etched things..I just don't care for,

There is no mention of anything that makes me felicituos,

I will not look at you..or seek..I will be solicitous,

To something that may capture me,

I need something to beguile to agree,

That even however tragicomical I may,

I want some other to say,

To hold everyday,

And mirth a common point,

But there is only many to dissapoint,

They never see how I follow endless to there disposal,

Just for ambiance and approvel,

I will sadly stay forever in this enviroment,

Where I will be content,

No one to talk,

No one to vent.

Thy Cumulus

Where are thou nesting in the glowering austere,

I feel bleak and stale in my mastere fear,

Its eschew of the dappled achromatic,

The cumulus of this faithful static,

Of alcaic verse,

I bid reverse,

But noneffervescent I do so,

The whists billow and blow,

I stay in the placid of precipitation,

To queue ration,

When the implied will be,

For my dashed impovershed tenderness to see.

My thoughts:

I need to get away from the frigid cold airs of dark desolation. So many feel in a cold place...a stance where they feel lost. Needing someone and wanting someone are to different things. Needing is like needing tampons. Wanting is like wating a rainbow. Sometimes it's not possible and not pertainable. Lots of people feel they need others to feel okay in life..we are all equally alone.

Short Poem:

Three

One free,

Two I was happy to see,

Three was to be,

One lonely me.

What I need is you, what I want is me and you.