Poems about love, nature, emotions, created by a mind that dwells into these very thoughts. And hopes his feelings are conveyed to all who read these writes.....Roland R. Ruiz
Do storms come our way? As we drift into the night? In search of hope to fill the day To ignite this restless blight
Could changing minds, bring anxiety That tends to make us fight Upon our canvases we paint calamity Which points towards this fright?
Will time forestall our sacred means? Can love invade our rigid hearts? To live and learn despite the lean We share together what we impart
Not all is lost within our dreams As we try so hard to hold back the sneers It is plain to see, just look around between the seams You will view a world much engulfed with fears
Caused by actions of distrust By leaders with cryptic minds Filtered by decaying rust, many not even caring If their grief brings flows of tears
Amongst the sanctity of our tomorrows Lines the clouds which holds the calm Exposing pathways of forgotten sorrows Where lives the peace within our palms
I have been wondering what has caused my recent fears On leaving behind a working life which has become a measure of me For the better part of forty years, I've enjoyed more laughs then tears It is the unknown winds, which stirs the clouds of doubt I'm unable to see
There is an air of uncertainty, deep within my soul In my pace towards retirement in wait of the day, I am dreading to greet Like nothing I have known before could I be getting old Is age and retiring synonymous, when in the end they come to meet
It seems it was just yesterday I started down the road With youth and vigor by my side I acted ever so bold Speeding thru life haphazardly, not worried about the load Until I met a women with one look she stopped me cold
With a lot of luck and common sense she became my loving wife For thirty-three years she has been my fate, I wish for nothing more When separation comes my way will changes abate my life? A grand dilemma envelops me, for I know not what's in store
So I will ask for help from those of you, who has faced this very struggle Hoping to find some answers to make a calm transition For my wife deserves much better I wish to make no trouble I always knew this day would come, I prayed without conditions
This is the ramblings of a man Who is afraid of growing old? For I remember so well the days When I was young and bold
There are colors in a rainbow Every solider knows so well The red, white and blue of the U.S. of A. Which engraves a lasting hue
So often we forget What the colors really mean Just ask a battle scared veteran Who has seen a field run red
With the living fearing dying While the dead lay pale and white They fight like no tomorrow For a cause they hold so tight
To those who walk away From the horror caused by war Leaves a twisted drying feeling Like a train wreck deep in hell
When finally the tour of duty Comes to a justly end They return not as heroes As their Fathers did before
But as men who killed unjustly For a cause so few believe Older now and graying atop my balding head Even after forty years the nightmares refuse to fade
I still remember the dying They cry inside my dreams I carried out my orders Like a soldier suppose to do
While this Gyrene, remembers The heroes left behind With a prayer and a tear I gaze towards that wall
Which holds the solemn names engraved For the gallant troops who gave their all So when that colored rainbow Flows across the crimson sky
I'll pray it lighten Up the gloom Making the sky Forever blue
Do storms come our way?
