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the vulture grins at a boy with a stone
he’s been watching since before i was here
and the soldier cried when his daughter was born
he says he cried both from love and from fear
and the fair skinned man who sold him a gun
says "i’ve got better things to do than be here
when the smoke all clears there will only be one
and i’ll be laughing at a bar with a beer.”
They ask if we're together
As I try to act like I don't care
You brush my hand away
But I guess to you it's fair.

I try not to feel hurt
When you make jokes that intentionally sting
I try not to cringe in pain
When there is a mention of a ring

Because I know for you it doesn't hurt
When others question us
But all I ask is that you defend me
Cause you still ask for my trust.

You are so easy to love
But I doubt that I am too
So I understand your hesitation
I would be careful if I were you.

What do I do
When I feel like I'm losing
I feel like you're growing tired
So done with silly choosing

I hope you know
I'm not forcing you to stay
But I do love you...
In every single way
I love you!
Things we never thought
Thoughts we never think

Things we put behind
Things we never find

Things we never forget
Never wondering why

Times that we forget
are easy there no myth

Things that we miss
Are easily found

Things we never hide is our
Heritage, Roots and Pride
They call it poetry

But I call it life
clouds that are so true
in their background of blue
constantly changing
to something new

images in your mind
of things you knew
images of faces
of people you knew

animals, kids racing
with sunshine and rain

beautiful figures
from beautiful times

so lay back and wonder
within your mind

your everlasting feelings
of clouds from your times
you always
tell me
to let go
of the past,
but what you
do not realize
is that
i already have;
i am just
waiting
for it
to let go
of me
I want to be a bard in the consciousness of the confluence of your eyelids,
Where the sounds merge into silence.
And nurture me from where your consciousness sprouts,
I would thrum like the waves of the ocean to the emanations of your reverberations....
Maybe

Maybe* she won't cry today,
And maybe he won't lie today,
And maybe life goes on today,
But maybe I'll be wrong today.

Maybe I'll be strong today,
And maybe tears won't fall today,
But maybe he'll break down today,
Because
maybe she won't die today.

Maybe things get better today,
And maybe I'll write the letter today,
Maybe I'll sign my name in ink,
But maybe that's a permanent link.

Maybe that's too much for me,
Maybe "attached" is something I don't wanna be,
And maybe it'd be painful to watch,
Over the years; Death's painful march.

And maybe she'll go down today,
And maybe things won't be okay,
And maybe he'll give up and say,
That maybe he'll just run away.

But maybe I'll just cry today,
Maybe that's a better way.
Maybe that's my job today,
Maybe I'll just try to be okay.

Because maybe it's important to grieve,
And maybe it's okay to leave,
A little room to be left for me,
A little time to simply breath.

Maybe I should put myself first,
And maybe it wouldn't be the worst,
To maybe just take care of me,
Instead of being the one in lead.

*
Maybe.
Written 12-2-14
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