I paint stories with words. I took a hiatus from poetry for a few years. Songs, personal experiences and my imagination (example: what ifs) are my muses. Some stories are fictional, some reflect my life. I’ve grown a lot since I first started posting. Hopefully upcoming poetry will retain my style, yet show the contrast to reflect my personal growth. |
Pictures have no lips
Yet they speak a thousand words...
Sitting this cold morning
looking out my fogged window...
I see her through a window
Every inch the same fragile girl...
Circles I'm running
Alone in the dark...
Space and time give way to me.
Hours spent pondering constantly...
Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud.
My heart pounds as I close my eyes...
Looking past the shallows
Beyond the rocky beach...
Fireworks blaze & my vision blurs red
I let out a cough & my hands are all wet...
In my own dimension
Devoid of love & hate...
I gaze upon the stars this night
There's a concept I can't quite grasp...
Don't let go of something if you can't stand seeing it with someone else.. |
Make your absence felt in such a way that somebody misses you. But don't let your absence be so long that somebody learns to live without you. |
Let's fly!! i know you can do it, you're an angel!! ^_^ |