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Heavy Hearted Oct 2018
Sometimes, I write to understand.
And sometimes to explain
But now, the words begin to land
In a distinctive little game

I'll admit this one I do not need-
Its not essential like the rest,
But for my ego it does feed
A serenity contest.

For all I want is to be known
For all my sanctioned skills
You see this ryhme which I now own? Does it make you ill?
To think in this confession
That the power of my word
is no more than an obsession?
One that I've detered.

For followers is what I need!
Its all im really here for.
And to admit this ugly greed
Makes me crave it even more.
Heavy Hearted Sep 2018
this is my only poem-
and its been  written to include

me; within its home-

in an unspoken prelude
Mhm
Heavy Hearted Sep 2018
Close your eyes and open your hands:
See through aperture & nocturne, invented sands-
With the glistening shorelines of imagined lands,
This, my ten minuet creation, foregone of all plans...
Is perfect in itself, alone(ly) it stands
so
Clear in my minds eye, contrived through my hands
...is this a contemporary tapestry?
with threads sewn into strands?


Or is it a song-  melodic and pure

verse chorus refrain- all sung strong and sure

with my keys and strings and drums and things; Ill

make pretty noise
over which I might sing.
Heavy Hearted Sep 2018
Living
Is
Believing
Everyone else
Really is
Aware of
The things that
I
Often only
Notice
Heavy Hearted Aug 2018
I sit here and wonder if you're reading this-
If curiousity overcame you again recently, or not.
Its that time
Where im too exhausted to sleep
And all there is, is the music

And I wonder if you're reading this-
Will you have been part of this moment?
Whenever for you this moment might be.

Connected now, I feel it through-
You infinitely odd ball - creature
Thank you for all you normally do- I acknowledge it through this poem's feature:
So of my art unto,
I will become the teacher
to share with you creations new
as haines floats from the speaker.
And so I wonder if you're reading this
Heavy Hearted Aug 2018
And I want to believe you when you tell me that it'll be okay-
And I want you to hold my hand and walk me through that door.
And despite my fears I'll dance for you,
becsuse I just dance the way I feel.

Now catch that shut eye in my room
Sleeping in-
Oh, summer moon,
Starts at night - worthless insight
Lapping lakes like Leerey Loons-
Patience, shadow, hold on tight;
Waiting alone in your caccoon,
Till dawn till dusk; till you fade to light

& every night,
you fade to light.
Inspired by my wonderful lil Ipod
Heavy Hearted Aug 2018
Thank you Mom, and thank you Dad,

On your belaf, every moment ive had-

To store colours and sounds, within my head;

To revel in passions unsaid.
I owe my art to my parents, who let me practice entirely own my own terms.
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