The Girl In That Hotel

I walked into that hotel –
A mere shell, devoid of sleep.
A dull day – no stories to tell,
No memories to keep.

And then I saw those pretty eyes –
I didn’t know her name;
But ever since I saw those eyes,
I’ve never been the same.

I sat across her table;
I saw her dressed in red.
I’ll forever be unable
To get her out of my head.

Like gazing at a star,
I could silently rejoice –
In beauty, best seen from afar,
And the melody of her voice.

Now, I have a story to tell,
And a poem to show,
For the girl in that hotel,
I’ll never get to know.

A Chance

I look back at the years gone by,
And wonder, what if today I die.
But today is the day I was born,
And I see no reason to be forlorn.

For the smiles that still remain,
For the tears I can’t refrain,
For the joy I can’t explain,
For the days I spent in pain,
Give me a chance – I’ll live it all again.

For the ones who chose to stay,
For the ones now far away,
For the love that went astray,
For the love I couldn’t say,
Give me a chance – I’ll live it all again.

For the wounds I harshly caused,
For the doors I blindly passed,
For the anger I did not restrain,
For the ones I held in disdain,
Give me a chance – I’ll change what I can.

For the words I did not ban,
For the flames I did not fan,
For the times I turned and ran,
For the times I was a lesser man,
Give me a chance – I’ll change what I can.