Attempts to be Poets

Battle of the Eyes

I read again and again,
but I still can never get enough of it.
I sit and waited for the sun to rise again,
but my eyes just gave in to time.
My breathing gets softer,
my chest raised and dropped with rhythm.
Fighting this battle of the eyes,
my body started to feel cold and shiver.
Hoping for the day to come,
and my body will just sink with my mind at ease.
Oh when can this be true,
when the needles just move as slow as a snail.
Give me the strength to stand again,
give me the will to hold on a little longer.
For it is not that long as i thought it might be,
just about another 2 rounds of the clock and everything will be over.
The loads will be left up leaving the body and mind to sink,
and breathing will sigh with rhythm.

Time

The time may crawl,
Your eyes may droop,
Your heart may rise and fall,
You may feel as if you're in a coop.

The sun will rise and shine,
The hands will move,
The battle will end,
Time will be yours once again.

The sun, sea and sand awaits you,
Laughter and joy befriends you,
Time will no longer crawl,
Time will walk right beside you.

Battle of the eyes 2

Reading sweet mail makes my lips to arch,
arch into a smile like a crescent moon.
Touches my heart and touches my soul,
turn this forlorn heart into a fighting bull.
Time may crawl as long as it may,
a poem from the lovely be my sword today.
Let the needle strikes as the time crawl,
cause my eyes will not fall and give in to the night.
Impatient me yes it is true,
my obedient eyes yearning to see you.
This battle of the eyes will come to an end,
the victory is mine and the trophy is you.