SNIPPET FROM MY FIRST REAL POEM:
I'm sitting at this bus stop waiting for a revelation,
because I have time to kill before I reach my final destination.
Having mixed emotions is worse then a boat in rocky oceans
filled with love potions that kill you dead in your motions.
The thought of you is clouding up my mind,
and it's a sign I should unwind and be kind to myself,
hang up the bullshit on a high shelf for a minute.
I did it too so time to get wit it.
With a beer and a tear in one hand,
and an hourglass of sand in another, there was no other but each other.
As I sip and reminisce about the shit we did and probably should dismiss
I can’t help but think..
There was a time I saw my future in you.
Through and through, true blue, fool proof future in you.
Our long walks, crazy talks, fantasies shared, vision impaired!
You were my pair, my share, my piece of the pie made of peace of mind.
Copyright 2012 Jose Batista-Ayala