It's sad to think that in a few years from now we won't know each other. Then again, in a few years it won't matter.
Sep 24, 2020
Sep 24, 2020 at 4:59 PM UTC
Roses aren’t always red
violets aren’t exactly blue
the society we live in,
cannot seek the truth.
happiness could be fragile
compassion oppressed to be a weakness
until kindness is no longer sublime
dominance risen
and we live by the rules
we’re trying to find truth,
but what is truth exactly?
Jun 4, 2018
Jun 4, 2018 at 6:49 PM UTC
Expose your soul to me,
every inch of sincerity,
every kiss of clarity,
without an apology.
Jun 4, 2018
Jun 4, 2018 at 6:48 PM UTC
intoxicated
it's easy to forget you
sober
you're all i think about
clear choice isn't it?
Jun 2, 2018
Jun 2, 2018 at 7:36 PM UTC
“Silly Poet,
What do you write?
What are you thinking
On this deep dark night?”
I’m writing a song
For my sweet love
who broke my heart
and left it burnt.
I’m thinking about
A sky grey
With ashes falling
Instead of rain.
“Oh, Silly Poet,
Let it be.
You can’t fix yourself
With a rhyme or three.”
The silly Poet laughs
And continues living all the lives
That were created
Through the silly poet’s rhymes.
Jun 2, 2018
Jun 2, 2018 at 6:14 PM UTC
Some people look for thunderstorms
Some people for sunshine
No matter what you're looking for
Seek and ye shall find
Some people look for aliens
Some people look for God
And even through the deepest storm
Lightning finds its rod
Jun 2, 2018
Jun 2, 2018 at 6:13 PM UTC
Not in anyway conventional.
Something surreal.
Something textured.
an abstract piece of art.
inflicting waves of emotions on me
with just a single glance.
Jun 2, 2018
Jun 2, 2018 at 5:47 PM UTC
Most humans drink coffee and wine
They consume television and mainstream novels
They feed their souls with popularity contests and safe relationships
But poets
We could not survive without passion, intensity, and meaning
Everything we feel is felt to the depths of our souls
We are the ones to put into words the unspeakable pain of heartbreak
The incomprehensible joy of falling in love
We are the ones brave enough to say out loud the diaries of a thousand souls
Us poets
We drink tea and whiskey
Mar 1, 2018
Mar 1, 2018 at 5:22 PM UTC