A bed of thorns

will it be better when I go, will it be better when the sun's coming home

will it be better when dawn is by my side, will it be better when 

from a bed of thorns I rise

and the thorns, they've cut deep, cutting of my breath to breathe

when in the morning I rise and al my dream does is die

But then I see the day forever cloudy, but I'm not gonna break

sun always comes at midday, till the evening arrives, clouds

will drift in briefly side by side, as I sigh

bringing in my dreams as they are bled throughout the night

crying out to a lonely morning as the night on them has died

so,...will it be better when I go, will it be better when the sun's coming home

will it be better when dawn is by my side, will it be better when from a bed

of  laughter I rise

When the night is lonely

I love it, when darkness is near

and its cloak descends on me, soothing my brain

when the night is lonely, looking forward, to a morning

about to join him.

(c) JR. 2026

Brutal force

The left does not reason with words

The left reasons with brutal force.

JR,

What its all about

walking on, quiet with no sound

listening to the wind, calm not loud

a sun withdrawing untill its light goes out

wondering about love, what it's all about

love, it has no sound, it doesn't shout, 

it's there growing, sometimes fading out

it has no answers, it just fools around

no commitment, no loyalty, it has no sound

it speaks loud when you're not around, enjoys

all those variaties, all of a sudden it has a sound

surfaces in broad daylight, looking at you

you don't shout, walking away, with no sound

now knowing what love's about

knowing what peace of mind is all about

(c) JR. 2026

Under a burning sky

when I walk through the fields of my memories

wondering if still there's something I missed, knowing time

can manipulate places, where dreams reside

leaving you with dreams constructed out of pieces

never real, never there, a myth buried in a corner

of your mind

so,...walking through those fields of truth and trust

memories lying by its side, picking them up, one by one

I am surprised

when time's giving me dreams and memories in real time

leaving me with a truth, I never realised, as the skies, they can be lonely

walking under its burning sky

(c) JR. 2026

Love once real

so, honestly I was thinking about us,  

about me, about us a love so tender

lying in our fields of trust, leaving as summer left

and a love once so real settling for dust

remember the valleys we walked through

the fields of roses, that covered us, we were so in love

do you remember us the way it was

a love so tender, lying in our fields of trust

leaving as summer left, settling for dust

so, honestly be real,...do you remember us

(c) JR. 2026

Sadness

there's no coming back from a sadness

once a laugh of silence crosses your mind

when its drift of pure emotion is a wreckingball

playing for time

time it doesn't have when emotions

are on a demolition course and its feelings

are closed off as its accountabillity becomes

a negative price in its day and time

when a laugh of sadness disappears

(c) JR. 2026