Since I could remember
My heart has balanced
Along such a thin line
Of right and wrong
Love and hate.
The line already stretched
To the extremes.
Taught with fear and uncertainty.
Tension reached its maximum
When that day came 'round.
Ever since that day
When I learned the truth.
The day my eyes were forcefully
Peeled open by dull razors.
That day the line faded
And the tight rope snapped.
With no line to follow
My heart fell.
Now concussed,
Delirious and confused.
My heart wanders between worlds.
Never certain of who it is
Where it was or
How it should be.
-Kevin Robert Rose
Jun 11, 2013
Jun 11, 2013 at 9:48 AM UTC
His feathers untouched like sleek skin
His wings just found the color blue
Any **** worth a while is forgiven
When Jay bird sings I hear the truth
On a branch outside my window
Perched on stem as if by glue
He doesn't waiver in the silence
While he sings to me the blues
Jay birds silhouette on the grey clouds
Is a hole through to the bright sky
The rhythm I hear is perfect
Almost as if he doesn't even try
Jay bird please stay
Though i know you must fly
Stay and sing me the blues
As only a blue Jay could
May 23, 2013
May 23, 2013 at 9:15 AM UTC
Give me your wrist and I'll kiss it softly
Show me your pictures of old and new
Give me your words, I'll eat them thoughtfully
Tell me your furthest hidden feelings
Give me a picture of
Give me your thought on love
Give me your everything
even the air you're breathing
Infect me with love unbenign
Hold nothing back so we are entwined
I'll hold it all deep down inside
Tape down the button stick us on rewind
Give me your wrist and
Give me your hand
Give me your time
and you will be mine
I want it all
Not a taste
Not a nibble
I want it all
May 13, 2013
May 13, 2013 at 4:10 PM UTC
Show me your wrist
And all the marks
From past cuffs of love
Give me your finger
For this golden shackle
So I may keep you
I need this love
To fill in the hole
The pit in my heart
Where I once
Had a soul
Show me your palm
With its soft canyons
Cradling warm streams
Give me your word
And not a single lie
Because my heart is insecure
I need this love
To fill in the hole
The pit in my heart
Where I once
Had a soul
Show me your wrist
And I'll kiss it
Show me your palm
And I'll kiss it
May 13, 2013
May 13, 2013 at 9:58 AM UTC
It's the vice of exasperation
Or heavy stress upon you.
It's rocks weighing in
Or the weight of boulders crushing.
A natural force
Keeps you grounded.
A force that makes you work
and can leave you confounded.
Do not let gravity get the best of you, this is essential.
Push back, apply your heart and change your potential.
May 1, 2013
May 1, 2013 at 3:18 PM UTC