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 Jul 2014 Jovonni Edwards
Twinkle
“I like it when u laugh and enjoy life” You said
You opened my eyes and heart to the beauty around me
Those soulful eyes that drank my pain my thirst and emptiness

I have never felt so wonderfully alive
In your company, I feel transcendence..
You bring out the best in me.

I never myself knew, how adept at words I could be
Till the words I penned below.

Charming and poetic and magical your every demeanor has been
I know not if it is pretense or you really too feel so.
I am willing to risk this pain for a blithe share in your glory
Abandon my fears and live a little longer
For sooner my eyes shall open and I face reality
In your company I am heedless and free..
Written March 2014.
The youngest hearts ache from the trails of the unknown. Then grow older with a maturity much farther than its kind.Picking up the little aspects that were missed. Skipping around in age and becoming wise. To the point that regret will never be diminished.
 Jul 2014 Jovonni Edwards
tc
write when your heart is on fire and your lungs can no longer contain the breath they inhale

write until your wrist, palms and fingertips are bleeding and your mouth is numb with thirst

write because there's so much for your soul to say and you're trying to cram it all into one lifetime

write for me, for yourself, for a lover, for a friend

just always continue to write
 Jul 2014 Jovonni Edwards
pookie
Darkness seeps in into,
Every crack,
Every crevice,
Darkness is like water and air,
It's everywhere ever  where this is light,
There is also darkness.

Darkness is truth,
Darkness is the friend that is always there,
Darkness knows your secrets,
Darkness knows your sorrows,

Darkness is and always will be that frotten thing that seeps out and into ever crack and crevice when we least
Expect it.
Sitting in silence just thinking about all manner if things and realised just how dark it had gotten and not
Just in my room.
Naked minds clash together
Onwards and then forever
Bold poets with words to tell
Only rising high and then fell
Drawn faces with obsession
Yet they hide deep depression

So fighting to be understood
Pouring emotions as they should
Everyone with metaphors of pain
Crafting in tears of pouring rain
Inwards seeking out special meaning
As somewhere lost hope is gleaming
Let me tell you, you're special to me
Copyright Chris Smith 2014
 Jul 2014 Jovonni Edwards
Twinkle
Somewhere inside of you
There is a small boy too

A boy who wants to be loved
A boy who wants his hair to be ruffled
Who lost his childhood
Only remembers his struggle

A boy whose eyes still hold
Dreams that he once cherished
Dreams that help him soar
Above his agony so un-bearish

He held on to that piece of sanity
Hoping his dreams would soon become a reality
Before long, the world and its wisdom came knocking on his door
Woke him out of his slumber
Shattered his tower and covered in fear!

So he now hides behind, doors made of steel
Reinforced with ideas that he's built his reserve
He doesn't need your love
He doesn't need your smile
You see his attitude is enough to suffice.

But catch him when he's down and defenseless
And you'll see the glimpse of a child so helpless
Who is longing and yearning to be accepted by you
With arms stretched out simply crying silent tears
One who'll never tell you his worst fears.

It takes that kind of woman to see through his facade
The strong walls of his towers are crumbling again
But he fears this loss, his control over his sanity
Its not long before, his succumbs to his frailty.
This poem is for all the men out there, many misunderstood, many putting up a facade, hiding behind steel walls, afraid to let go and love!
i have no title
because there aren't enough words in the
universe
to describe what I'm feeling.
it's like there's a puzzle-
a very large puzzle
with many pieces.
the pieces are all put together
clicked right into
place but
there are some areas where there's nothing.
just awkward curves and
g a p s.
it's complete but not.
i know the pieces that are missing.
one has a curve like this;
another has a smooth edge over here;
this other one has a stroke of blue on the right corner and some
black near the middle.
i know them like the back of
my hand.
but.
i don't know where they are
anymore.
the puzzle used to be complete
a time long long ago.
it was a pretty picture
bursting with colors galore.
everything was good
everything was all right
until someone came along.
he poked and prodded
at the puzzle.
making the pieces shift to the left and right until it was one ublmjed up mess.
for awhile it sat
simply sat
as a big mess.
as time wore on the pieces were put back together.
it wasn't easy-
not once.
it wasn't fun-
there was so much to risk.
it wasn't quick-
time just dragged on.
yet it was worth it.
but the puzzle still has its missing pieces.
i don't know where they are
but
i know where they could be.
i've tried looking for them and sometimes i feel like i'm so close.
i'm so close that i can touch them
grab them
bring them back.
but the moment my fingers are about to graze them,
my vision blurs
and i can't see.
& i've lost them yet again.
June 22, 2013
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