Hipster Love

Divorce is the popular kid.

Marriage is a hipster.

It's not cool to stay together.

You know, like, forever.

Like a rope holding strong

that never gets severed.

It's I love you today.

I hate you tomorrow.

Six years is okay;

it's modernity's way.

Aging is ugly, and,

now so are you.

I work all day.

Why should I work for you?

Why should I work for two?

So many fish in this sea.

I think I'll go fishing.

They're easy to bait

and the loving is great.

A date?

No, no need for a date.

We just want it simple.

Complexity is tiring.

Where is the love at?

Isn't there an ap for that?

An acceptable stat for that?

Go ahead, be cool.

Call me a hipster.

I'll live in my fantasy.

I'll ask why can't it be.

Why can't it be?

Why can't it be?

Somebody tell me,

why can't it be?

Games Lead to No Avail

He loves her,

putting nobody above her.

Yes, he loves her;

So much it hurts him every time that he shoves her,

In the back of his brain,

everytime the others came,

'Cuz love's treated like a game.

And it's stupid,

the way we sit wishing on Cupid.

Yes, it's stupid,

how every chance he got he blew it.

'Cuz the timing wasn't right

and now she's walking out of sight

slowly giving up the fight.

And yet she wants him.

Dressing sexy just taunt him

'Cuz she wants him.

Playing cat and mouse games just to haunt him;

Hoping soon he'll make a move,

And his love for he'll prove

As the relationship ensues.

But it fails,

the ship never sets sail.

Yes, it fails

Because games lead to no avail.

When you want to be with one

stop the games, they'r poison.

With a chance, take it, and run

or it ends before begun.

Make a Sound

Boom.

Yes, I said boom.

The sound of a falling tree.

I'd assume.

Imagine.

Falling like that.

Shaking the earth.

Just fathom.

Impact.

My fall doesn't make one.

Not like a tree.

Oh, fact?

Silence.

No one around, no sound.

Fallen tree affects few.

Small substance.

Heard.

Your fall, always.

Even just by you.

Rise again; word.

Fall.

With vigor.

Land softly.

Rise tall.

Still.

Stagnant stance.

Nothing's done.

Stay ill.

Life.

You control.

Tree's don't.

Learn from strife.

Live.

Unrooted.

Your world needs it.

Give.

Find Yourself a Home

Each passing minute,

A moment lost forever.

Spend it lost and alone

or lost together.

Times get tough, but,

persist, persist, persist.

Want to give up, but,

resist resist resist.

Looking for something.

Keep looking, it's trite.

Look in front of you,

happiness in plain sight.

Reached out too far.

Farther than can reach.

Hard to realize that.

But learn first, then teach.

One day, you'll find it.

That distant thing.

Realize the comfort

closeness can bring.

We look out there,

for warmth within.

Not finding in here,

warmth is akin.

Realize it too late.

Left in the cold.

Continue the search.

Stuck in the mold.

The world is empty.

Sitting all alone.

Get lost with others.

Find yourself a home.