It's Friday night It's Friday night Hanging with a friend Talking and chatting Enjoying each others company Until our night comes to the end Music playing We laugh and joke Mild conversations Telling stories of current events Pausing for the cause - a quick toke We write often Sharing an idea Creating a poem Separate results ,but come together Producing something we both agree Fifteen years And counting Friends throughout We have had a few disagreements But our friendship continues soundly ©Schizology

Schizology

Many long nights It's been many long hard years without you here Laying restlessly awake tossing and turning Wondering if you will ever return home with me Hopes and wishes , dreams and fantasies yearning There's been a noose around my heart tightening I gasp on my breath and choke on empty thoughts Thinking of a future to live without you close by me You have my soul tied into what seems , many knots Stuttering , mumbling , incoherent babble I speak Without your presence I'm insignificant and invisible A queen such as yourself deserves only the finest I only pray that you know I find you irresistible ©Schizology

Schizology

Friday July 19th Friday morning and it's a bit chilly My phone reads twelve celsius I am wearing a long sleeve shirt A big relief from the heat previous A motorcycle idles at the lights Green it flashes and a rumble Off the bike goes up the hill The joys of the morning hustle Several cars are passing now too It is seven nineteen in the morning Some go to work others go shopping Engines revving by and roaring I have a coffee with me as usual A morning without coffee is criminal A cup of java to perk me right up I drink it like I'm on a schedule A Friday morning and it's early Someone cutting grass nearby A lawnmower is really quite loud Make them quieter I'm trying to imply ©Schizology

Schizology

White A wise old man told his grandson, "Life is like a river, constantly flowing and changing. Don't get stuck on the rocks of regret or the sandbars of fear. Keep moving forward, and don't be afraid to ask for help along the way." The grandson nodded, understanding that life's journey requires adaptability, resilience, and support. He carried these words with him, navigating life's twists and turns with courage and wisdom. ©twisha ray

twisha ray

It's Friday night It's Friday night Hanging with a friend Talking and chatting Enjoying each others company Until our night comes to the end Music playing We laugh and joke Mild conversations Telling stories of current events Pausing for the cause - a quick toke We write often Sharing an idea Creating a poem Separate results ,but come together Producing something we both agree Fifteen years And counting Friends throughout We have had a few disagreements But our friendship continues soundly ©Schizology

Schizology

Many long nights It's been many long hard years without you here Laying restlessly awake tossing and turning Wondering if you will ever return home with me Hopes and wishes , dreams and fantasies yearning There's been a noose around my heart tightening I gasp on my breath and choke on empty thoughts Thinking of a future to live without you close by me You have my soul tied into what seems , many knots Stuttering , mumbling , incoherent babble I speak Without your presence I'm insignificant and invisible A queen such as yourself deserves only the finest I only pray that you know I find you irresistible ©Schizology

Schizology

Friday July 19th Friday morning and it's a bit chilly My phone reads twelve celsius I am wearing a long sleeve shirt A big relief from the heat previous A motorcycle idles at the lights Green it flashes and a rumble Off the bike goes up the hill The joys of the morning hustle Several cars are passing now too It is seven nineteen in the morning Some go to work others go shopping Engines revving by and roaring I have a coffee with me as usual A morning without coffee is criminal A cup of java to perk me right up I drink it like I'm on a schedule A Friday morning and it's early Someone cutting grass nearby A lawnmower is really quite loud Make them quieter I'm trying to imply ©Schizology

Schizology

White A wise old man told his grandson, "Life is like a river, constantly flowing and changing. Don't get stuck on the rocks of regret or the sandbars of fear. Keep moving forward, and don't be afraid to ask for help along the way." The grandson nodded, understanding that life's journey requires adaptability, resilience, and support. He carried these words with him, navigating life's twists and turns with courage and wisdom. ©twisha ray

twisha ray