WildHorses

WildHorses
No rhyme no rhythm, just a flow of thoughts..

Saturday, October 22, 2011

An Ode to a friend

Dear friend you are the greatest thing that happened to me,
you are a blessing a boon..
wish I had met you in my life a little soon.


You are to me what no one can ever be,
We met as strangers..
grew into friends and now the bond
is thicker than sisters.


You are to me what no one can ever be,
You are to me what words is for a book,
what water is for a brook,
what roots is to a tree,
what sugar is to tea.


You are the smile on my lips,
the touch of satin to my fingertips,
You are the song in my heart,
And I love you more than chocolate tart..


You can be everything and anything to me,
But a friend was the best you could ever be.

Tuesday, October 4, 2011

Breakaway


Opened my eyes
to look up at the skies
woke up from a deep slumber
to the sound of the wind I had to
surrender..

I stand up and shake my wings
down the cliff falls the dust
I look far into the horizon
where the sun has just  risen

as it rises high up in the sky
I tell myself its time to fly
I spread my wings to take flight
but something holds me down tight

I look down to see, that i'm bound
by chains in gold and brown
its pulling me down
into the ground

try to pull it and break it
but all that comes out of it
is black old rust
but before the sun is up
fly I must

so I try one last time
spread my wings
tighten my claws
run to the edge
and break away