A Book Of Poems Volume 1

by Mike Santucci

After the freeze

  Waiting For My Life

  All these days

  I took for granted

  And all these nights

  I am left alone

  All these months

  They fall behind me

  All these years

  Are left unknown

  Don’t tell me

  I caused, all your pain inside

  I'd rather be left alone

  So I can keep my pride

  I feel I’ve fallen down

  Too far down to even cry

  I’d like to lift up again

  Up again

  I’ll tell you why

  It’s lonely down here

  Waiting for my life

  I Need You

  I need you,

  Right here next to me

  I feel you,

  So close to me right now

  But you never want

  To speak to me

  Never want

  To call my name

  Never want

  To lay with me

  And you always

  Feel the same

  I see you,

  Lying in bed

  I kiss you,

  On your head

  You don’t care

  You should care

  But you never want

  To speak to me

  Never want

  To call my name

  Never want

  To lay with me

  And you always

  Feel the same

  But, I still need you

  The Road Part 2

  The road

  Only knows what's on it

  Be it tire or soles

  When we hit the pavement

  The sound is deafening

  The breeze

  Takes my breath away

  Whether running or riding

  Speed

  It courses

  Through my veins

  The road

  Only knows what's on it

  Now I know

  About the road

  The Journey

  Even in the dark

  I go forth

  With an uncanny

  Wit about me

  For he who enters

  The valley of death

  Shall not be punished,

  But rewarded

  For their journey

  And he who comes back

  From the journey

  Shall not be a GOD

  But a wiser man indeed

  Lightning

  As the lightning strikes

  I see fire from the sky

  Clouds dancing like jesters

  Feeding the night

  As GOD bowls his last string

  We hear the pins drop

  STRIKE

  Thoughts

  It's been awhile

  Since I have awoke

  Before the sun

  I forgot

  How I liked that slumber

  The silence,

  Right before

  Mother nature

  And all her creatures

  Start the day

  Before the first bird chirp

  Before a motors rev

  I am left with just this,

  An early morning thought

  And the morning dew

  Flirting With Disaster

  I put my phone

  Over my heart

  So I can feel the vibration

  Of your voice,

  Coming through the speaker

  So I can feel

  Closer to you

  For at least, one more night

  It’s a sense of comfort,

  And peace to know

  You’re on the opposite end

  I don’t like flirting with disaster

  But it’s so sweet

  As The World Turns

  The disco ball is bright

  But I don’t have the might

  To tell you,

  How I’m feeling inside

  As the world slowly turns

  And my heart still yearns

  For the smell, of your hair tonight

  So tell me were doing fine

  And that you’ll be mine

  I can’t tell you, how sorry I am

  All the beers in this bar

  And the smoke of cigars

  Can’t mend a broken heart

  So I’ve done all I can

  This road never ends

  Feels like, I am chasing the wind

  As the world slowly turns

  And my heart still yearns

  For the smell, of your hair tonight

  Now the party is over

  And I am feeling quite sober

  I sit here, collecting my thoughts

  All the times we’ve had

  Have not been all bad

  They've all gone by so fast

  As the world slowly turns

  And different hearts yearn

  For different people in life

  A House

  This house

  It still stands

  The walls are all bare

  All memories lie here

  If you can’t see them

  Close your eyes,

  Then open them

  The windows,

  All broke

  The door,

  Off its hinge

  A tree stands alone

  To mask a cloud

  And shade the sun

  I sit with reverence

  The Singer

  It’s been four days and three nights

  Till I can come home to you

  And I can’t think

  Of a better thing

  That I would rather do

  Been sweaty

  And singing all week

  Just so I can make change

  But the tip jar is empty

  It’s all just one and the same

  I’m drinking too heavy again

  That’s what I seem to do

  I’ve been listening to Hank

  Just long enough to get through

  There’s so many places

  Now, that I’d rather be

  Then spinning my wheels

  On the highway to route 63

  So please believe me

  When I say,

  This road takes its toll

  As the passing

  Of cities and towns

  Makes a man, grow so old

  I’ll call you,

  To tell you I love you

  When I’m six towns away

  But this singers heart

  Wouldn’t have it

  Any other way

  Together

  Let me take you on a walk

  Maybe we can sit and talk

  Maybe, we could go for a ride

  Throw our fears away

  And just glide

  With the pavement by our sides

  There is no better place

  We can put the top down

  And drive so fast

  So we won’t,

  Have to dwell on the past

  We are together for right now

  Let’s take this moment

  And make it, last together

  ABOUT THE AUTHOR

  Mike Santucci is a Boston based author and musician. Mike has been writing poetry and songs for the better part of five years. This is the second published book of his work. Mike continues his journey of writing, speaking and performing at events.

  www.mikesantucci.com