Larger than life
The paths we make
The voices we follow
The positions we take
Politics and religion
Impact our minds
Poetic prisons
Hearts on the line
Coming and going
Haunting like ghosts
So many issues
We dare to approach
Each of us
A means to an end
Blinding lights
Burning dim
On into tomorrow
These torches we pass
Surely these fires
Were not meant to last...
Feb 10, 2016
Feb 10, 2016 at 9:52 AM UTC
sometimes I want to fall in love
not for the butterflies
or the drowning kisses
but so I can close my eyes
and open them
and find the perfect words
to create the perfect poem.
Feb 10, 2016
Feb 10, 2016 at 12:24 AM UTC