Dreams Come True

"Dreams Come True"

   - by Luke Putz

When I was young, I learned to dream,

And wish for things not as they seem,

I'd often go and think of life

As pure and perfect, without strife.

But as I grew, I came to sense

That life does not give recompense.

Instead it takes and does whate'er

It wants without a thought of "fair."

I thought I learned to give them up,

Ignore my dreams, and take life's cup,

But life still had a card to play

And changed my viewpoint from that day.

For now I know that dreams come true,

For in my dreams they're nightmares too.

And I Will Walk

"And I Will Walk"

   - by Luke Putz 

Our paths are not the same but were

Along the way so similar,

We walked together heart in heart,

But now the time is to depart,

We step apart and look to see,

What will these paths change us to be,

You start again, but I do wait

And struggle with a heart of hate,

You turn around and shake me back,

You chide me for what I do lack,

Yet what you do, you do for me,

So I my best I'll grow to be,

I dry my tears and stand upright

And then prepare for solo flight,

Myself I've learned so much about

And prep to change inside and out,

Although we are not hand in hand,

We each now know where we do stand,

As we begin each our own stride,

Our spirits still stand side by side,

We each will help the other when

We stumble and do need a friend,

We will be there to help us out

When we fall into pits of doubt,

Although I know our paths will rent,

I thank you for the time we spent,

And when it comes, to you I'll bow,

And I will walk my own path now.

I Dreamed a Dream...

"I Dreamed a Dream"

   - by Luke Putz

I dreamed a dream and you were there,

Your long and flowing dark brown hair

Did frame your face, let beauty shine

And flaunted what is no longer mine,

Your eyes with loving tender gaze,

When cast on me, I had to faze,

The spell of your enchanting smile

Did make me stop and stay a while,

We moved in close and I did taste

Again that which I dared not waste,

It was as sweet as honeyed love,

That soon took wing just like a dove,

Although I dreamed, I knew this dream

Was just how I wished life would seem,

It held no truth or life in it,

And when I knew, my heart did split,

My thoughts and mind conflicted were

At war and odds my soul did spur,

Which side was right which part was wrong?

Inside I am a storm ripped throng,

For what you've done I want to hate,

Or will true love still be my fate,

You've hurt my heart so I'll strike back,

Yet still your love I cannot lack,

Can we return from whence we came,

Or would that be a farce a game?

Yet should we walk and not look back,

Although my heart on soul attacks?

My paths diverge into the mist,

The light you gave is sorely missed,

I'll grope and stumble through the black

And ne'er forget what I do lack,

One side says love the other hate,

But I will force myself to wait,

Until you choose which path you'll take,

And then from there my life I'll make...

Picking Up the Pieces

The final installment of the my trilogy of my "mask" poems. Hope you enjoyed them all.

"Picking Up the Pieces"

   - by Luke Putz

She was to me my only need,

And who each day I tried to live,

But then You snatched, stole her away.

You took what I had valued most

And kept her from me until then

When you could mend my broken heart.

The taste of my soul had been tart,

But now a change will come 'cause when

I am alone and feeling lost

You'll heal and save me as You say,

"Just put me first and I will give

To you what you both love and need."

Shattered Mask

This poem is meant to be the continuation or response to my previous poem "This Mask of Lies" so I hope you enjoy it.

"Shattered Mask"

   - by Luke Putz

My mask of lies is wearing thin,

My storm of feelings that's within,

Will dare to rise and fall around

My soul who's scared, internal bound,

Who seeks to loose the truth that which

Has tied our hearts together stiched.

It was not lust, a fleeting whim

I went to her and her to him,

But something pure; it's something real

On which tis our romantic deal,

Was based and built and kept and grown

A future we could call our own.

But that no more will come to be

Our hearts cut loose will now fly free,

Although my hurt I cannot hide,

Just let me stay here by your side.

This Mask of Lies

"This Mask of Lies"

   - by Luke Putz

From in our bond discord did spawn,

Forward we walk yet rarely talk

For when you ask, I don a mask

Of happiness hiding sadness,

I want to die and wonder why

It came to this, what ended bliss?

But even though I feel so low,

When you do ask, I'll don this mask.

Behind I cry, this mask of lies.

Vortex

So I know it's been a while since I've posted any poems but a lot has been going on in my life lately. A lot of emotional pain and trouble but these past few weeks has produced a lot of ideas for poems. I'll be refining them and posting them once I have finished editing them. Here is the first one I wrote and have finished editing. Hope you enjoy it.

"Vortex"

  - by Luke Putz

A storming vortex are my thoughts,

Against myself they have hard fought,

They wear and tear, I am distraught,

Around my throat and heart I'm caught.

So many things to do or say,

Would it be best to go away?

Is living worth another day?

I doubt my thoughts will leave this fray.

To run is not the thing to do,

It only would be hurting you,

A selfish act because I'm blue,

Is something that I should not do.

Should I start to find another?

One through fun my hurt will cover?

What's the point, why should I bother?

Knowing truth, there is no other.

Should then I wait and hope for naught?

This dream of mine is my true thought,

Your love refreshed cannot be bought,

And so my soul will sit and rot.

I'll think and wait and hope and wait,

Despite this change, I cannot hate,

For if we part, that is my fate,

Time spent with you was special, great.