loveandthelackofit
"I write poems." / / "I'd rather be a leader." / / "I`m also arrogant, condescending and a multitude of other highly unpoetic things." / / "But at least I am me. At least my mind and heart and soul are still my own." / / - Quotes from my old bio to important to drop. / ☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★ / After coming back from hiatus (29/8/15-10/1/16), my views were at 3.6k. This pleased me, and I came back. After writing a bit more, I`m at 6.5k. Thank you, everyone.
One day I was walking across the sea,
And a broken man came up to me.
One day I jumped over the world's highest mountain,
And met a healing man by the crystal fountain.
One day I walked through all the stars in the sky,
And the man I'd fixed did not pass by.
One day I struggled over soft, yielding sand,
And the world's strongest man came to give me a hand.
One day we both strode into the setting sun,
For we had fixed others, and our work was done.
Jul 16, 2016
Jul 16, 2016 at 5:40 PM UTC
They say many things.
They say,
Don't judge a book by its cover,
Yet they always choose the same.
They say,
Do as you would be done by,
Yet ignore the poor the same.
They say,
Money is the root of all evil,
Yet it kills them all the same.
They say,
More sinned against than sinning,
Yet crime lives all the same.
They say many things,
The whispering snakes,
That live inside our heads,
That make everything perfectly rational;
Just do the right thing instead.
Jul 2, 2016
Jul 2, 2016 at 6:22 AM UTC
When the child is born,
you can cry.
When the sun rises,
you can cry.
When the stars shine,
you can cry
When the world turns,
you can cry
yes you
you can cry
cry right now
for the miracle that is life
for science
for love
for hope
you can cry
Apr 28, 2016
Apr 28, 2016 at 4:07 PM UTC
I take the gift,
I hold it tight.
I'll never have to see the night.
I start to doubt,
My friends start to age.
Forming new bars on the oldest cage.
I dread the day,
My memory's full,
So I write out my life and my feelings are null.
At first it's a blessing,
For what I don't want,
I rip out the pages and smudge up the font.
But now I feel lonely,
My library filled,
Now I long for the certainty of death - being killed.
If you get a wish,
Then just five words from me;
Don't waste away in immortality.
Feb 27, 2016
Feb 27, 2016 at 6:42 PM UTC
I'm sitting,
Crying,
In the cold.
I wish I,
Hadn't,
Been so bold.
I didn't,
Fit in,
To your mould.
And now I,
Must sit,
In your cold.
Feb 27, 2016
Feb 27, 2016 at 6:31 PM UTC
I am tired
All you get's
Three little
Syllables
And I'll tell
Tell you now
That they aren't
"I love you. "
Jan 18, 2016
Jan 18, 2016 at 6:00 PM UTC
If home is where the heart is,
Who did you sell mine to?
For I must traipse without delay,
To follow this lead through.
If home is where the heart is,
Why not me tell me that it's gone?
For I must now search day and night,
To hope you haven't won.
If home is where the heart is,
When did you sell on mine?
For I must go and beg not,
To find it on the line.
If home is where the heart is,
What possessed you so?
For I must scream and sob and cry,
To find out where to go.
If home is where the heart is,
Where are my stolen goods?
For I must cross this empty Earth,
To not drown in its floods.
*If home is where the heart is,
Why did you raze my own?
For I must leave you all behind,
To find my heart's new home.*
Jan 10, 2016
Jan 10, 2016 at 3:56 PM UTC
Is it not ironic
that to be grateful
for what we have
we must first lose it all?
Jan 9, 2016
Jan 9, 2016 at 10:17 PM UTC
For all that at times it feels as if
you're being crushed by a monolith
God's own creation,
This beautiful Earth -
Just weight on your shoulders, without joy or mirth.
For all that at times it feels as if
there never can or will be life's one zenith
But then you remember,
Your family and friends -
That small group of people,
Who will stay 'til the end.
For all that at times it feels as if
happiness and wonder are urban myths
That's when you dig down,
And find your last strength,
And grab it and pull it,
'Til it's five times its length.
For all that at times it feels as if
your life is a concert of resounding "What if?"s
That strength that you found,
It multiplies three,
Each day you spend time,
With your loving family.
Jan 9, 2016
Jan 9, 2016 at 9:59 PM UTC