Joker

Not all is frozen on the ground,
The cold has never bothered before.
Not this day when all I cared is done!
Little distances do always add,
And this day am on this island alone.
The ground before is not mine,
There but is no turning back.
Behind me lies a frozen grave,
Ahead of me lies my future epitaph.
None is to blame, for I have seen not pain,
Nothing to love, for that I love is gone.
Little distances do always add,
My sins will by me be borne.
A little space be always be given,
But that which is gone will never be back.
What sorrows I could not take,
What pain I have left to forbear.
Be sure that nothing changes here,
And yes life teaches all to live.
Smiles are never readily taught,
Jokers are of necessity borne.

The demon and the dork

And a knife to drive into the dork.
By the time she's back
The dorks off.
Nothing the table lacks
The dinner be so waited
is far off unbaited.
So is the story of the demon and dork
An if she comes back
pitch your fork.
For the demon will be back,
And she may eat up the dork.

Of that is past

What sighs does a heart heed!
A lot many regrets to hide,
The biggest we feel are the ones gone,
But to forget the biggest are yet to come.
In regrets do we let a today pass?
For there be no tomorrow seen,
Let what is gleaned of love,
Override all our regrets within.
For little can love fight,
For it knows not reason.