Tears roll down your cheeks
As you welcome in the thieves
Trying to find some peace
As something so dear to you leaves.

Something set in stone
Gets before it’s grown
World is robbed, just keeps going
You do too, thoughts not showing.

Something that you love
As much for it, as how it lives
As quick as a phone hangs up
Becomes past, and not what is.

Tears roll down your cheeks
Forced to welcome in the thieves
Try to find some peace
As you feel a piece of you leave.

Words are at a loss
Something shatters in your chest
Knowing you can never digest the cost
As life is lost, to one who loved it best.

Tears roll down your cheeks
You feel almost guilty in your grief
Knowing what’s been taken from others
Makes your loss, seem minuscule to say the least.

Some you did not know
Beyond words passed from passed lips
Now love in ways you can never show
As love lost, leaves us all our parting gifts.

Tears roll down your cheeks
Forced to welcome in the thieves
Making off with a masterpiece
Making you thankful, for every piece they leave.

Wipe the tears from your cheeks
Pull together fight away the thieves
Just one of many, trying to find some peace
Among the pieces, as a piece, of so many of us leaves.

© Daniel Breslin

Hoping for better
Fearing the worst
Words others measured
Desperate to burst.

Wanting to believe
In something you feel
Wanting not to leave
A person less real.

Capable of so much more
If only choose to see
Incapable of doing for
Look blind as blind can be.

Life’s not a competition
Try see what some see plain
Be all your heart is dismissing
Out of its fear, of failures pain.

© Daniel Breslin

A young man stands
On a crowded street
Loneliness echoes his soul.

A young woman
Cries herself to sleep
Her body shivers cold.

An old man wanders aimlessly
Meanders
From place to place.

How far we’ve come in our history
Neanderthals
A distant race.

Buildings
All about the place
Tower over head
Looking warm inside.

These buildings though
Don’t have much space
Bows his head
As they divert their eyes.

An old woman
Walks to her door at night
Enters an empty house.

Draws a breath
Before the lonely light
Reminds her of her buried spouse.

He used to sit
In that old worn chair
Tell jokes of getting old.

Now she won’t sit
Anywhere near there
Or it might strangle her soul.

So many left alone
So many left forgotten
In this space that we call home
Something in the State of Denmark
Is rotten.

© Daniel Breslin

Ain’t nothing like a woman
Ain’t nothing like a lady
To pick you up with their good loving
When days are dark and crazy.

Ain’t nothing like a woman
To pick you up with simple words
Ain’t nothing like a woman
To settle aching nerves.

Ain’t nothing like a woman
To offer you her help
Ain’t nothing like a woman
Might be hurting worse herself.

Ain’t nothing like a woman
To trim you of your frills
Ain’t nothing like a woman
To cure you of your ills.

Ain’t nothing like a woman
To have your back, like you’d your brothers
Ain’t nothing like a woman
To reach the depths reserved for lovers.

Ain’t nothing like a woman
To give you hope, when there’s close to none
Ain’t nothing like a woman
To give you legs when your race feels run.

Ain’t nothing like a woman
To give shape when all’s entangled
Ain’t nothing like a woman
To help you see straight when all seems angled.

Ain’t nothing like a woman
To back you to the hilt
Ain’t nothing like, you, woman
I know many, of a different ilk.

© Daniel Breslin

Making my own path
As hard as that can be
It can be easy to stray off track
When there’s no tracks to see.

Making my own waves
As I swim unsure to sea
There’s no lifeboat there to save
Just the allure of what might be.

© Daniel Breslin

All the things I felt
But never said
All I thought
But could not relay.

A heart to make mine melt
Though a bed
In which I ought
Never to stay.

© Daniel Breslin

Simple words can light my day
A simple look can lift my gloom
A moments glance has so much to say
A million others not worth one from you.

A smile shared, when shared with me
Leaves me afloat in a moments bliss
For awhile all cares set free
For they only care for your smiling lips.

© Daniel Breslin