Hi, it's simply me ...Zack. I like to write poetry, usually whatever comes into me while I write, of all types, genres, and emotion. I love constructive critism so thanks for it if you got time. I will return the favor. Thanks and blessid be! |
Holding out my hand
"May I have this dance?"...
Your features; all are darkened
silhouetted by the moon...
This romance
is a blissful night...
We are beaten,
battered, and bruised...
She's a quirky, precarious hue.
Strange in her ways alike...
Listen to your heart tonight.
If it is crying, tell it I will be home...
The better part of me
is thinking I am not okay...
The fear is endless
clearly defined as...
The firelight is shining bright
and the reflection in your eyes...
You told me simple words
that handed me your heart...
True love may not last, but it was always meant to be. |
A fact that is so often overlooked by those who strive to achieve a greater purpose: |
For all that it's worth.... |