Nothing

NOTHING

Tis time to say nothing.
Tis time to do nothing.
Tis time to be nothing.
Tis now nothing.
Now nothing.
Nothing.
.
C.D.RANSOM

False Flame

FALSE FLAME

Incapability now appears.
Parts being lost are the
Fears,
Along with new dears.
Togetherness being lost
In time,
Now makes me a cut and
Splintered pine.
Nothing seems to work,
For one who was quite perk.
If once again it be the
Same,
There is but one reason
To blame.
And Time to end the game,
Of all false flame.
No, still try to shoot
Lead,
Until it is quite dead.
If the foe can be found,
Then bring it out of the
Ground.
C.D.RANSOM

A Walking Tomb

A WALKING TOMB

A walking tomb.
Empty of all life.
This I have become.
Endlessly searching
For what does not
Exist.
C.D.RANSOM

I Am Alone

I AM ALONE

We are all one, trying
To become unified,
Thinking we are alone.
When one thinks they
Are alone, they are.
I am alone, now.
C.D.RANSOM

Games

GAMES

Games, games, games,
I’m Damn tired of them.
Year after year after
Year after——
As long as I can remember
Everyone had to play the
Game.
Alas, even I played too.
I played hard, and lost.
Tried a new game,
And lost again.
Even tried not to play
Any games at all,
And Damn it all,
I lost that one too.
So back am I to play as
Few and as short a game
As I can.
For I have no use for
These Damn games.
(then why are you playing
this one?)
C.D.RANSOM

May You All Reap

MAY YOU ALL REAP

Materialistic BASTARDS!
See what you have done
To me.
Years of training and
Learning, all meaningless
And trite.
True feelings and love
Twisted into a farce of
Life, now useless to me.
But I am not free,
For you run the world.
A world of dreams and
Falsities built up from
Infancy.
To mature in your greedy
World all for money to
Fill your cold hearts.
The only thing I had
Has left,
Left for your world.
May you all reap what
You sow————-

*NOTHING*
C.D.RANSOM

Wanting

WANTING

Wanting of fame and
Fortune is nothing
More than wanting or
Needing to be wanted
By others.
We all want to be
Wanted.
It is very hard,
When you are not.
C.D.RANSOM

Finding No Peace

FINDING NO PEACE

Finding no peace in the
Old home town.
Makes it time to get on
Down,
Where I live far from
Here.
But there I have alot
To fear.
Here I came to rebuild
A broken life.
To leave my home, a home
Full of strife.
Time has passed me by
While I slept.
Leaving me alone and inept.
There are no roads into
The past.
Seems like I am learning
This at last.
Where it really went wrong
I don’t know.
It seems as if I have
Been fighting an unknown foe.
Still the pain of her
Memory lingers on.
Probably will until there
Is no more dawn.
Country music keeps me
Good company,
Lets me know I’m not alone,
Nor the only dummy
For being so damn sad and
Heart broken.
Add my misery to all the
World and it’s just a token.
For all I ever hear from
This world is misery and
It does make me weary,
Are there no two happy
People anywhere?
It seem like there are
None left who care.
So on and on it goes,
No matter where I am.
Just wish I didn’t give
A damn.
Was a time I thought I
Had the world my the ass,
But it passed through my
Fingers like gas.
I wish to the gods I had
It all back.
For now I do seem to have
The knack
To do the things I always
Needed.
That before always went
Unheeded.
C.D.RANSOM

Haven’t Learned Enough

HAVEN’T LEARNED ENOUGH

Only the shock of reality can
Teach us what we really need
To know.
For those of us who have been
There,
We can only suffer again the
Pains when we witness what our
Loved ones are doing.
It’s like banging our heads
Against a brick wall.
Is there nothing to be done
About this?
Has mankind learned nothing
In all their time on Earth?
Why must we be so blind?
We try to save them from their
Follies and are hated for it.
I couldn’t see what my elders
Were saying and stumbled
Through life like a blind man.
The knew and still know more
Than we do.
Why can’t we listen?
Now I can listen,
Even though I still try to
Fight sometimes.
Though not often and not for
Very long.
She fought me all the time,
And all I wanted to do was
Help.
We try and try to learn.
But by the time we do,
It is too late.
When will we learn enough to
Know what is coming up next
And how to handle it?
I thought I was ready.
I have been through Hell and
Thought I could handle anything
Life had to offer.
But I haven’t learned enough,
To handle this loss of love.
C.D.RANSOM

The Wind Has Stopped

THE WIND HAS STOPPED

Each night I try to
Write the unwriteable.
Groping for words that
Do not exist.
Feelings wanting,
And needing to be
Expressed to you.
Poems of love,
Poems of words,
Poems that go unheard.
As the wind has stopped,
So have you.
Why?
Can’t anyone tell me
Why?
“That’s just the way
It goes”, is not good
Enough for me.
It seem as if the
World is filled with
Nothing but cliches.
I think the world is
Nothing but a cliche.
C.D.RANSOM