Boredom Is In A Way,

Words would mean nothing,

If there wasn't a story behind them.

Jumping Trout by TheHen

The annual salmon,

The jumping trout,

Who swim upriver,

In and out,

For one can see endeavor,

That seems to take forever,

It sure is not clever,

There could be some way better.

The falling cascade,

Of streaming water,

The power it takes,

To reach the lake,

No, even if the trout jumped higher,

Even with all that desire,

No one can be better,

Than the leading sire.

Day after day,

Despite being eaten away,

The trout jump on,

Without any way,

The seagulls diving in and out,

Though never broken away,

The jumping trout,

Live for the future,

In hopes for anything better.

I lived in the blue,

In the dawn’s view,

It felt so true,

No need for rue,

No need for clues,

No need for time,

I just want to live,

The moment,

In my own solitude.

I can't help but laugh,

At your insane remedies,

For our long gone love,

Will stay buried,

I can never bother to hate you,

There is no need,

I'm just glad,

That you suffer my pain.

Please, I beg you, I’m sorry.

Trying to please those around me,

Trying to ask for nothing more than freedom,

Trying to please you, just saying please,

Please, forgive me.

I tried to hide from you,

I tried to run,

I tried to ignore the darkening skies,

But now you caught me,

And put me into chains,

Forcing me to follow your reign,

So I please you,

I bring you what you ask,

No matter how hard the task,

Even if you slap me,

The red mark on my face,

Deep and cutting,

Though I don’t cry,

I never really asked for pity,

I only ask you,

To forgive me.

Please, please, please,

Just let me go,

Stop taunting me,

Stop forcing me,

Stop killing me,

Stop hurting me,

Stop tearing me,

All I ask for,

Is to be free,

And I will please.

Please, forgive me,

Please, release me,

Please, let my soul,

Go.

Cloudless Nights

I still remember the days,

When there were no cities,

No lights, no streets,

Silence, no fray,

Just skies,

Of shadows and moons.

I guess it was inevitable,

Yet I couldn’t help but say,

That if you gave me one more day,

I would have never left you here,

Alone, lost in this festering fear,

You don’t need to believe me,

But I tried,

And when I simply couldn’t,

I cried.

I breathe my sighs,

Into the sinking air,

Blinded by lies,

Why is life so unfair?

Now it is the fog of regret,

That hangs over me,

Haunting in its silent breeze,

Taunting our memories,

I try to stifle the tears away,

Though impossible to keep much at bay,

I am sullen,

With hollow pain,

With the yearning,

That you’ll come back to me one day.

I wish we could go back,

To those cloudless nights,

When we could see those stars,

And laugh about our silly flaws,

And cry about our scars still raw,

And fall silent for whatever cause,

I just wished,

We were never so far.

The single feather,

That flutters so feebly,

In the calm breeze,

As if time would almost freeze.

The softest wind,

That escapes my lips,

The feather rising high,

And low,

From the ever-changing tide,

Of the rhythm of time.

The silence spoken,

Means more than words and actions,

Our thoughts say it all.

I stood in the forest,

In my solitude,

The swirling breeze,

The only sound,

When I look up,

At the towering trees,

I realize I'm so small,

Compared to the mist,

The bare trace of my silhouette,

Of my warm breath,

There is no knowing,

Beyond this trail.

You can't blame yourself for not knowing,

If you didn't even begin to learn it. -Unknown