This site contains my random thoughts, poetry, music and photography…I just want to share
Sleepless Night
Sleepless nights to common now
Finding slumber, I don’t know how
Morning breaks, eyes are red
Feeling near, half past dead
Head is cloudy, feeling dreary
Feeling groggy, head is weary
Day passes by way to slow
To bed is where I want to go
As night finally arrives, climb into bed
Lay down my weary head
Beg for sleep to come tonight
No tired tomorrow I want to fight
©️Chris Chonos
Branches Sway
Gray skies, cold winter day
No need to go out and play
Sit and admire, as I sit by the fire
Leafless trees, swaying in the breeze
Dancing to a tune unsung, waiting for spring to be sprung
How they dance and sway, waiting for a warm spring day
©Chris Chonos
Most my words hidden away from prying eyes, no sound read, most locked away inside my head.
©️Chris Chonos
Insane
Agony and pain, slowly driving insane.
Insanity a state of mind, a peace you many never find.
A foggy head it does seem, life but a dream.
What is real you say, life seems but a play.
Characters all around, reality never found.
So a drift you do go go, this life and its show.
©Chris Chonos
Emotions
So many times as men we are expected to keep our emotions locked away; and society doesn’t want us to be real. It is frustrating and showing your feelings is a sign of weakened. I embrace that and feel it is mor a sign of strength…we have feelings.
Identifying the real me
Not just what people see
A man that feels pain inside
A emotion he tries to hide
Sadness sometimes does appear
To show he does fear
The happiness to control
Sometimes his heart is full
But keep it locked away
So society does say
But he is human and does feel
Those emotions keep him real
©Chris Chonos
What Will it Be
Laying head to slumber, mind it does wander.
What world will I see tonight, what monsters will I fight?
Will it be filled with ecstasy, beautiful images for my eyes to see?
Only my mind knows what it will be
©️Chris Chonos
Forever More
Her hand laid gently upon his face, his heart begins to race, gentle with love like never before, he is hers forever more.
©️Chris Chonos
Hunting for Words
The hunt begins for words, never before heard
Put upon the page, setting the stage of love, forever shown, showing the the seeds of love we’ve sown
©Chris Chonos
Words and Thoughts
Thoughts traveled through his mind as he sat before the computer to write, nothing heavy weighing, just words and thoughts, feeling as if something needed saying. Maybe the day that has passed, or the feelings in his heart, words that would last, words he would part. ©Chris Chonos
Darkness
Darkness it does seep, into my soul it does creep. Binding and holding tight, afraid to lose this fight. Weariness follows close behind in the darkness myself I do find. Unable to escape its strangling grasp it has upon me, only darkness do I see.
©️Chris Chonos
Words Flow 