The Illusion of Life, What is Life, and Wishing on a Star - 3 poems
The Illusion of Life
The shadow of a person once filled with joy
moves robotically throughout the day
yearning for the sun to go down
so it will tuck the shadow away.
Look at the eyes that have lost their spark
and you will, most certainly, find,
a spirit and soul that have long ago passed
leaving just a body behind.
Listen to the sound of the broken heart
that has been shattered by lies and deceit.
Hear the echo from the emptiness
resounding to silence the beat.
Now your eyes must have deceived you
if you think that you've seen life
in the woman who has lost her child
or the man who lost his wife.
So when the sun begins to rise
and you're blinded by the glare,
don't be fooled by the illusion
that happiness is in the air.
Wishing on a Star
The stars may brighten up the skies
and put a twinkle in our eyes
but they cannot make wishes come true
they leave that up to me and you.
While reflecting our faces in the streams
they listen to our hopes and dreams
still, they cannot change the way we feel
or turn infatuation into love that is real.
So don't be discouraged when things go wrong.
Hold your head high and try to be strong.
Remember that someone loves you as you are
and it has nothing to do with a wish on a star.
Maybe we're wishing for all the wrong things
we should open our hearts and see what love brings.
There's so much we have to be grateful for
instead we're too busy out wishing for more.
We should thank the wonderful Lord up above
for the beginning when we had unselfish love.
And maybe somewhere in our destiny
it will all come back to you and me.
My Headstone Prelude and Poem
Prelude - Going for answers. I'll be back or perhaps I never left. I'll let you know.
What is Life?
Is it part of our body
Or part of our soul?
Is it entangled within us
Or is it our ultimate goal?
Does it consist of our spirit
Or is it its own entity?
Does it imprison our feelings
Or does it set them all free?
Can it cause us to reason
Or make up our mind?
Can it expand on our vision
Or can it make us all blind?
Will we consider it our enemy
Or confirm it our friend?
Will it last through eternity
Or will it come to an end?