Wannabe Poetry

Fly my spirit
free spirit fly
leave my body
……..when I die
find the fantasies
that lived in my mind
fulfil the desires
my heart left behind

Just the other day
in the corner of my eye
I saw something passing
't was time flying by

From life's lessons
there's one thing I know
looked upon with loving light
even from a teardrop
a rainbow can grow

Riding through the darkness
Like protective arms around me
Only interrupted by my headlights
The world sleeps and seems peaceful

Riding the road to nowhere
can take you anywhere
and holds surprises everywhere

Riding through the night

Dark mysteries of the wood

Cyclist enchanted

Last night I saw a shooting star
that's a wish, I once read.

It can be complicated to be alive
That’s why I sometimes hide

In nooks and crannies of a different reality
It’s just my way to survive

A song just died in my heart tonight
Because it doesn’t wanna be heard
In a world with a melody of fright
And a repeating chorus of hurt

Quite often I'm the crazy one
sometimes real bizarre
I hide behind some weird fun
not really up to par