yes, almost all of my poems are dreary but they are well made if i do sayso my self. it would really please me if you commented and liked my peoms that i slaved away at. i always insist that my works are perfect. enjoy!

what laughter hides -poem

Laughter hides,
All the tears,
The agonizing pain,
And your worst fears.

It cloaks your discomfort,
When people babble,
When guys are boisterous,
And women ramble.

It keeps your secrets,
From the mass of strangers,
From their prying eyes,
And their dangers.

It dries the tears,
Before they can fall,
Hiding your sorrows,
From them all.

It conceals the pain,
And it’s hidden so well,
That no one knows,
No one can tell.

It stops the fear,
From escaping your grasp,
Now under control,
Seal tight the clasp.

It stops hysteria,
From spilling out,
Concealing the madness,
Quickly throughout.

~end

an ode to a dog in the road -poem

A dog in the street,
Crossing without worries,
No one is coming,
He is in plain sight.

A car comes fast,
Not even slowing,
It sees in the street,
On the flat land.

Crash! Thud!
A dog has fallen,
The car never slowed,
It stood no chance.

It had a family,
And a home,
The children so sad,
The dog’s life is broken.

It won’t get up,
And never again will it move,
From the side of the road,
Where the noble dog fell.

The body is still warm,
As it starts to rain,
And everything is wet,
Except the place where he lays.

And the havens wept,
For the loss of life.

End