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AE Jan 2019
The glass remains the same
Behind a face that constantly changes.

He start small, then grow tall
And in a flash, he be changed
Is the mirror particularly amazed?
But the glass only reflects what it sees

For the child that looks deeply into
Becomes a man by the time
the dust is cleaned off the surface

And glass does not crack at the sight of tears
Or an angry set of eyes that stare at it
For the boy only sees himself
And forgets the mirror is there.

Because as the child grows,
the glass remains the same.
AE Jan 2019
(At the Doctor's)

"Hello there, what seems to be the problem?"

Doc, I feel feverish
Like I've been burning up
For the past few weeks
Without a moment's hesitation.

"Ah, so you have a cold."

No, it's something more.
I've been thinking of kicking down the door
And punching a wall with my fist
Hell, I still feel so ******.

"Then perhaps you need anger control?"

But I'm also exuberant
Like the world is candy land
And almost every day is a thrill to enjoy
And my smile is radiant for all to see.

"Hmm...how particularly interesting. Bipolar, then?"

No, I'm not that at all
It's just a girl that I know makes me feel so small
Is it natural to feel so happy and mad?
And did I tell you that the other day I felt so sad?

"Do you think you are insane?"

Yes, I think I might finally be gone
Lock me away forever in some padded room
I don't feel like myself anymore
For my brain is going haywire just thinking of her.

"You know, you've come to me for a while
And I know you aren't crazy and I've seen your real smile
So my hypothesis is this and it fits truly like a glove
Sir, I happily diagnose you with being in love."
AE Jan 2019
A cosmic vision in space
Is all that is required for a mental trance
And as planets smile with a face
The rest of the universe spins in a dance
Slowly letting a vision be kaleidoscoped
As the stars in my eyes are suddenly sloped

A great pool of mystery beckons me
To a wondrous plane of being
And if only you could find the key
To join along with what I'm constantly seeing
For reality seems to pull and push apart
In my black hole eyes and my beating heart.
AE Jan 2019
I could pretend and lie and say:
"I don't feel the sting of every second."

I could pretend and lie and say:
"I'm confident about the future."

Because honestly,
Everything has gone according to plan
If I was pretending and lying to myself.

Years pass by like feathers flying in the breeze...
Hopefully someday my mind will be put at ease.
AE Dec 2018
True beauty is complicated.
But you know it when you see it.

It doesn't exist in one person, or even two.

Rather, it's a wonderful collaborative effort
That everybody pours themselves into.
It's a universal sharing of ideas
That can be given, not a face, but rather, a heart.
A SOUL.

And I don't have to call it out or say it exists
But you know it does.
And with every word each writer scribbles
They all blend together colorfully beautifully.
AE Dec 2018
Inside my lovely paradise
Where everything smiles back at you
Including the clouds of cozy white smoke
And you'll even see me smiling too

Cause what's the point of a world
If it doesn't make you laugh?
Or if it doesn't even convince a grin
Or at least try to find out where you have been?
Since everybody ends up in the smiley little world
at least once.
AE Dec 2018
Stare at the leaves as they dance on
Stare at the trees as they shiver slightly
Beckon the branches as they timber  slowly on
Look past twenty minutes, the music bends to a rhythm

Molten lava pours past the ground world
Gaseous skies rumble towards lightning black skies
And red carpet slides on the children’s playground swirl
Do you feel the birds soar to your senseless fears?

The woody dances keep moving and keep talking
Keep talking and keep walking in the corners of your gears
Tumble out worms and warm hot hand features
I love I love you, too took tool tanks

Right and right again I might
You got a fight to look and smite
So woody dances I preach and plight
Or else you’ll suffer your own blight.
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