The Radiant Writings of UV

In the farthest corner, lurks with a grin on his face A man needing a welcoming embrace. The man seems clueless of the life that awaits Of the pain he'll be holding Of the night that stays. I see that man everyday I see him in every place Dressed up as a commensal in me He goes and takes my place. Oh! Just look at that face! A jovial welcome is all he needs All he cares for, all he thinks of. Grossly immature, with a body of refute He walks in a disguise He walks into you In the blink of an eye, Or in the eye of the tiger, Courage is all he needs Or something he can go to banter Oh! Like a panther. Darkness beholds, moonlight shines Should he be grinning? Would he die? The commensal in me asks Would you care to divulge: What is life? Is it moot? What is all that I saw? Where's the who's who? Who makes you, you? Who? Care to say "who"?

Broken hearts, tethered souls Never undone, never old Fighting the tears back I need you here Going around in circles Faltering evermore I had a dream of never falling apart Of ever loving you, forever, so far Of beating around the bush, for that yes But soon found out, you were just like the rest The rest in my life Who left me high and dry I thought you might be it But now I think, was it even worth a try You have someone with you now Someone who got to you first Before I came around It’s obvious I think that he is the lucky one He has the heart I needed He has the soul I like the most He has the one I will remember For which I have strived the most Losing my sleep, in those dreams I want to die a handsome rose With no one around to love me like that It’s a wasted life to live, I suppose?