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Morning Dec 2024
Art is like a furnace, and I the sword.
Struck by each verse and quenched by each chord.
Through the flames, I will always be reforged.
Morning Dec 2024
Till thee are.
Till thee be.
Covered in the light, Josephine.

High the tides he brings, oh yesterseve.
And pains so true,
Yielding all familial antiquities.

Yet, still, the glimmer remains.
On a Christmas Day,
The choirs echo on sunlight rays.

....

A blossom from within.

Since thee are.
Since thee be.
Covered in the light, Josephine.
Morning Dec 2024
Sarah, can I believe in evergreens?
Trees so glorious it's forever green.
When, the dust of sands is all that is seen.
Here upon this land, the trees never seed.
The dry beds where the rivers never meet.
And the brushes crumble beneath my feet.

Where the sun scorches everything in sight.
Where the moon tides the waveless earth, respite.

Who am I to believe in evergreens.
Trees so glorious they're forever green.
When, for ages, this is all that's been seen.
Here upon this land, nothing ever seeds.

Sarah, I can't believe in evergreens.
Sarah, I can't believe in anything.
Morning Jul 2019
I think I loved you once upon a whispers dream.
I think I cared for you more than I thought,
More than it really must seem.
Because what is love to a seed?

A seed with no real intentions.
With no real expressions, but its expected
To grow.

To grow, in the ash painted battlefield,
Where the war set its claim.
The field you fled from, yet your spout remained.
A seed without its sower? A farm without its grower,
but somehow it continued to maintain.
In the beep pits of soot, it set's its proclaims
However, without its owner, it was all said in vein.
I'm sorry, let me refrain.

Refrain from expressing too much because I think it was all too late.
Refrain from expressing it all because I think you were my soul mate.
why me so dark  ^.^
  Feb 2019 Morning
Eyla
most people see me as
a happy person because
i laugh easily,
i smile a lot,
i joke a lot.

but deep down
in my heart,
i am fragile,
i can get hurt easily,
but i choose to not
show it to the world.

instead of being sad,
i choose to laugh to cover it.
maybe you can call me
"the queen of the mask"

by this,
you can tell
that most of the time
when I'm laughing,
I'm not really laughing,
i was trying so hard to hide
my sadness.
Morning Feb 2019
You know, it's funny,
I had that ringing in my ear.
You know, that funny feeling,
A tinglin' in my ear.
So I went a snoopin'
And it's what I've always feared.
He was creepin'
He was sleepin'
With all the volunteers.

"Volunteer?"

With all the volunteers.

"Volunteers! What?"

Yes, with all the volunteers.
He was rollin'
He was dippin'
He was flippin'
He was eatin'-

"Volunteers!"

With all the volunteers.
Something fun.
I can't help but read this with a slight doo-*** vibe.  XD
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