Clifford Smith: Favorites

Aug 2015 Clifford Smith

Eternity.

Aug 2015 Clifford Smith

Gun Boy

Toxic and unstable
but I am far from able
to resist your touch
even when it hurts this much.

You have my all.
You are my downfall.
Crush me, and keep me for eternity.
Break me in your hands love,
where I will always be.
Crush me, into pieces, all of these pieces
Crush me, and keep me for eternity

Tired and I'm wanting
to embrace this haunting
Feeling deep within,
the ache of you beneath my skin.

Eternity.

Aug 2015 Clifford Smith

Living II.

Aug 2015 Clifford Smith

Estherzz21

Living II.

Moments when I cried,
Minutes when I smile,
Hours when I laugh,
Seconds when I fear,
Phases when I grief,
Periods when I sore.
But it's all right, because one was in line of sight,
That I am feeling, and I am living.

#living #feeling #right #all

Aug 2015 Clifford Smith

You

Aug 2015 Clifford Smith

Rebecca Shain

You

Hey you,
Yes, you.
Don't do that to yourself.
Don't allow someone to treat you like that.
This is your life.
Don't let other people burn you to the ground.

Hey you,
Yes, you.
You put the ******* stars in the sky.
Your are gold.
You are art.
Stop letting people make you feel small.

You are fascinating, don't surround yourself with people who are not curious about you.

I believe that you are a miracle and its about time you started to believe it too.

This is for everyone.

Aug 2015 Clifford Smith

Ten fingers

Aug 2015 Clifford Smith

Cecelia Francis

Ten fingers

Ten fingers
went to tend her
garden of buttons:

The right hand kisses cheeks
with Mr. **** and then greets
The Twins with a tender twist,
as the **** on the door when

He comes,
and we lay atop each
other to be a team—of beams
of light strobing across some sheets
of ice, maybe—with steadily raised stats

I think I've been reading too much #bernadettemayer

#tender #buttons

Aug 2015 Clifford Smith

TILL THE END OF TIME

Aug 2015 Clifford Smith

Ignatius Hosiana

TILL THE END OF TIME

I will love you till the birds give up flying
Till eyes give up the habit of crying
I will love you till the cats make a truce with mice
Till probabilistic algorithm needs not a dice
I will love you till the Nile pours water into Victoria
I will love you more than war is cherished by any warrior
I will love you till Butterflies become caterpillars
And even if It's samson pushing the pillars
The pillars of my passion will never crumble
I will never change course even if I stumble
I will love you till the Doves stop to sing
Till entangled bees cease to sting
I will love you till the Sun grows cold
And the moon burns hot and grows old
I will love you till it snows in Hell
I will love you till Ants stop living in hills
Because I need you just as Snail needs her Shell
I will love you even when human heart no longer feels
I will love you till all African states unite
I will love you till old age steals my sight
I will love you till roads cease to have potholes
I will love you even after my destiny calls
I will love you till poems no longer rhyme
I will love you till the end of time

#love #hope #faith #romance #lyrics #rhyme #determination #praise

Jul 2015 Clifford Smith

frailty

Jul 2015 Clifford Smith

ahmo

frailty

there are two ways to breathe.

one is through the splinters.
the carved out,
thickly bleeding
respiratory tract
receding.

a futile attempt to enjoy the air
blown over like
a house with
no foundation.

the other is to
close your eyes.
and hope
that the hurricane
does not
cut off oxygen.

because
nirvana
is not a choice.

it is an island
somewhere deep in the ocean
waiting to be discovered.

#metaphor #life #breath #purpose #ambiguity