The Truth Behind The Smile

The Truth Behind The Smile

By Lord R.e. Taylor

You have such beauty

More than any woman should

However, there is a sadness in you

You try to hide it with a smile

But a single tear tells the truth

A truth that you cannot hide

 

You Do Like Poetry

You Do Like Poetry

By Lord R.e. Taylor

Okay, you don’t like poetry

Maybe we can understand

But maybe we can’t

We see you in your car

We were not supposed to

You thought you were in private

But guess what, the world saw you

Driving along singing with the radio

It does not matter who it was

Their lines rhythmed over and over

Isn’t that the definition of a poem

So, maybe you always did like poetry

You just didn’t know it

 

So Much To Do

So Much To Do

By Lord R.e. Taylor

So much to do

So little time

Hurry up

Never stop

Every second is precious

A minute never exists

Do not ever sit down

You can't stop running

Everything must be done

Nothing can wait

Tomorrow is never good

Today is the perfect day

Finish everything

So much to do

So little time

Modern life

Who needs it

 

The Temple Of Nature

The Temple Of Nature

By Lord R.e. Taylor

Walk with me through an alien world

Created an eternity before man

Massive trees reaching for the sky

Animals still running wild

Scampering through giant ferns

Birds filling the branches

Singing songs taught through the ages

It is a mystical untouched land

A temple to the Church of Nature

 

A Dog Is A Dog

A Dog Is A Dog

By Lord R.e. Taylor

Dogs come in the same colors as humans

White, black, brown, yellow, and red

But they never see it

Everyone is the same to them

There are even dogs of many colors

Still, that does not matter

A dog is a dog is a dog

No differences, just another dog

Just like a human is a human is a human

No differences, just another human

 

Nothing

Nothing

By Lord R.e. Taylor

Somewhere

Sometime

Another day

Something happens

Nothing important

Nobody noticed

 

Perfect Water

Perfect Water

By Lord R.e. Taylor

Imagine a calm lake

No breezes or winds

Not a sound to disturb the surface

You there all alone

Just stand and stare out

Marvel at such perfection

But all it would take is a grain of sand

A ripple barely seen as it entered the water

And the pristine surface would be gone forever

Never to be seen again