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devante moore Apr 2018
She told me I’m pessimistic
You shouldn’t be this way
Yes I know
But negativity seems to hang over me like a storm cloud
Constantly sprinkling
Damping my clothes
Now I’m soak and wet
And you want me to smile ?
How
Cause I’m tethered to this shadow
With chains
Like I’m it’s slave
And the weight of its anger and pain
Steadily pulling me down
I thought she was my salvation
But how wrong was I to believe in thee
It was foolish to think kind words and a pretty face
Could cause this dark heart
To come out it’s sunken place
There’s no way I’ll ever be able to get out
Maybe happiness
Just isn’t in me
devante moore Apr 2016
Unveiled from her weaved basket
Cookies, candy and ice cream cake
Sandwiches, chips and lemonade
All this so my opinion of this failing relationship can be swayed
So far her attempts of saving this affair have all been a bust
But this time it will be a win
It's must
But before this starts off good
There's a gust of wind ripping the sheet from her hands
Dragging it off in the distance
And kicking up stinging dust
Tainting the food
And before it settles the sun is eclipse by darkened clouds
There's a drip on my hand
Her last attempt to save us
Failed again
As it starts to rain
devante moore Dec 2014
Hey its me
Im the thing on your face
I make you feel like a disgrace
Make you want to hide
You try an cover me up but I still show
What you dont want people to know
You don't want them to see me
How does it feeling knowing I control the day
You try an think of ways to get ride of me
If you touch me ill cause you pain
Like your showering in acid rain
Remove me before im ready an ill scar your face
And the memory of me will never fade away
Let me run my course
Then ill go away
And sit underneath the surface
Until its time for me to come out an play
devante moore Apr 2016
You didn't listen
You should've left me alone
Instead you picked and poked
Squeezed me till I burst
I can tell it hurt
You jumped when it stung
Stop squeezing when it burned
Tried to choke the life out of me
But all I gave you was ****
But you didn't let up
Kept going until you drew blood
In attempts to free yourself of me
Like I'm some sort of disease
A plague on your skin
Well try as much as you can
This is a fight you can't win
Even if you are the victor of this round
I'll pop up again
devante moore Jun 2015
Back on your face
In more than one place
Your cheap tricks to get rid of me didn't work to well
Instead I grew more and swelled
Blackened because of you picking at me
Left marks
Ignored my warnings
Ruined my fun
So I ruined what you liked the most
Right at the center of your face
For all to see
You thought when I went away
It was the end of me
But I just hid undercover
Waiting for the perfect moment
I show at the worst times
When you least expect it
And if somehow
You find a way to suppress me
I'll be back to show a third time
devante moore Jan 2015
Stop
Just go
Steady waiting on you to leave
I wanted all of you
Just wanted you to believe in me
To trust me
I wouldn't drop you so easily like leafs
No
I'd carry you
Far away from this place
If you want to fly
I'll be the wind beneath your wings
I'll be the oxygen in your lungs
As you dived deep beneath the sea
But you can't see it
How much I care
The love for you
Nothing ever could compare
I'd love you 10 times over
An still have more to spare
devante moore Feb 2018
SOS
Help please
Shooting flares in the air
Notice me
Heart racing
Heaving breathing
I can’t breathe
I feel pain
And the strain to smile
Is to much for me
There’s a man in the mirror looking at me
And he’s obviously hurting
His eyes blood shot red
Nails blackened
Skin peeling
Hair missing
Clothes ripped
He’s obviously dead
devante moore Feb 2018
If we don’t deal with our hurts it will destroy our heart
So I’ve be told
But I’ve been hurting for so long
It has already corrupted my soul
devante moore Mar 2018
Loves doesn’t last forever
But a broken heart does
My heart was already in pieces
Before love ever invaded me
Now I’m loveless and heartless
Hoping that’s happiness is getting closer with every breath I breathe
devante moore Apr 2018
You’re 24
Inside you’re colder then the morning tide
And the anger you carry around
Hotter then the sunrise
It’s been awhile since another has made your heart soar
Maybe that’s why your hide
Is thicker then a Russian boar
So caught up in not getting emotionally attached
You lost that thing that made you human
Buried everything down so deep
That the soil weeps
Keep this up
And you’ll die before you ever feel your heartbeat
devante moore Jan 2016
At the crossroads
I made a deal with her
That If she saved me
I would give my life to her daily
She would become my prescription pills
As the deal was sealed
Taming my pain
As others were slain
In the sacrifice of her name
Poetic justice she exclaimed
She was beauty
A living symphony  
And I plague with devotion
To show I'm faithful and capable
I don't stop until my fingers bleed
She doesn't need anyone else but me
Writing scriptures
Until she had her fill
A slave to the pages
To satisfy her nonexistent cravings
I'd scribe to her till my dying days
Without her I'd go insane
She's all I have left
Poetry
devante moore May 2018
Here I am again on a writing tear
But it isn’t helping
Because what I’m feeling isn’t going anywhere
It’s stuck
Deep down inside
I can’t find it
It crawled in some deep dark corner
Trying to hide
So I write
Trying to exposed it with poetry
Because it’s my blinding flash light
I keep in my hand
But lately I can’t tell if it’s fixing anything
devante moore Apr 2018
Who knows if you can keep me smiling
Permanently
For an eternity
Because past pains still live in my heart
And serge through my veins
The thought of you not being here
Has already started to turn this smile upside down
So take the camera and snap now
And distill this glimpse of happiness into a thin fragile frame

I urge to feel your lips
Not out of lust
But I’m hoping when we kiss
I can taste your trust
Will it be sweet a soft
And slick like a buttery croissant
Would I get lost In the texture
Lose control and barley keep my composure
Are your kisses thrilling like a roller coaster ride
Because I love the rush
And getting me pumped up full of adrenaline
Is a must
Are your kisses full of life
Because if so
Hopefully you can turn on the lights inside my darken soul
devante moore Dec 2014
Its been awhile sense we last talked
Dont get me wrong you've still been in my thoughts
At night I ask myself
Should I do it now?
No not now
I've done things im ashamed of
You probably won't listen anyway
The things I say wont reach you
You too far away
I've been shot into another dimension
Where there's no you
And anyone that knows you is a fool
So I walked the same path with my primitive brothers
Lusting after girls who batted there eyes toward me
Corrupted thoughts in my head error error
They shouldn't be there
But I can't help it  
I am week
The path I chosen is an cheap illusion
And this world is a failed magician
Its final trick is to get me to commit to its wicked ways
I know what I must do
Commit suicide to this illusion
I wont be so easily wooed
Tonight I start a new
Its a new day
When I finally pray
devante moore Jul 2018
Who’s praying for me
Because I step out of bed
Into water that’s ankle deep
And as I look around
I’m still stuck at sea

Who’s praying for me
Because there’s this emptiness
In the pit of my stomach
And I feel it only getting deeper
And constantly expanding

Who’s praying for me
Because I constantly thirst for love
Like someone who stranded in the desert
And haven’t seen water for days
But I don’t know which is more deadly
The thirst
Or the deficiency

Who is praying for me
If you are
Please stop
They’re not helping
devante moore Dec 2016
I feel low
Very low
What can I do
There's no one I can ever go too
Sometimes these poems aren't enough
And I can never really think of the right words to say
So I hide behind metaphors
Hoping to get your attention
But when I show them to you
They're hardly mentioned
But poetry is all I have
I feel abandoned again
First by a dead beat dad
Now you
I feel angry
Very angry
But there's no one I can ever vent too
So I write
Mostly at night
When I'm truly alone
And the messages stop
All I have is my thoughts
Spinning in my head
They get tangled
And tied in loops
I'm confused
Very confused
But who can I ask for advice
No ones ever here
I've always been on my own
I guess it's true
I should be alone
devante moore Dec 2014
I lurk just beneath the surface
Gliding with the oceans current
Waiting, watching, Stalking
Disappeared back into the deep
Before you could get a good look at me
Your minds playing tricks on you
If you think you saw me
In your distress to notice me
You cut yourself
Blood oozing out turning the water murky
Sets off my sensors
Now I'm on the attack
My black soulless eyes
I creep to the surface just to give you a glance
Just enough to send you into a frenzy
Your panic excites me
I can smell the fear in your blood
Now pouring out as your heart races
You try to get away
Only initiating the chase
The hunt is on
This is my favorite part of the race
You can't keep up with my pace
If your wondering how this ends
I'll tell you
I'll consume you
Slowly.. Months maybe years but I will
And no I'm not a shark
I don't swim in the sea
I'm the darkest thing inside of you
And I know all your fears
Tried to keep a lid on me
But this one cut set me free
And now your my prey
devante moore Dec 2014
He has no hope
A prisoner in his own mind
Hallucinating  
The frustration of the hallucinations begets rage
So he smacks the wall he's in caged in
The wall sets a blaze
He acts unfazed
Sits there
Stares at the guards walking by
They dont care
For what he belongs here
The Intensity of the flames scratches an claws at his skin
He grabs the prison bars unaware
The heat seep into them
His palms sear then boil an bubble up
He lets out a yell this pain he never felt, its hell
Thinking quick he attacks the flames with the cover
Placed over his bed frame  
Instead he and the cover are engulfed in the fire  
His only hope are the guards
But the stand and stare
Soulless eyes  
Given the order not to intervene
So they stand an stare
Like I said the don't care
Stuck in a prison of his own mind
He isn't aware this isn't real only a hallucination
devante moore Mar 2015
She was the prom queen
Beautiful, stunning
Popular
Her body matured more then most as a teen
Every guy wanted her
Girls jealous of her
She became a smoker
She was ill prepared
Inhaling sickness
Exhaling death
She didn't know was there
She gave her life then an there
It seared her throat
But she didn't care
Her inhales were long
She exhales with ease
Wanted to impress
She ache for popularity like a fein
After a couple of years the effects creeped in like a disease
She seemed to age twenty years
Wrinkles appeared
He hair thinned
So did her body
Fingers stained yellow
Her teeth rotted brown
Her breath just as foul
The prom queen couldn't be found
Her limbs begin to die
Amputations a daily routine  
Her voice raspy
Followed by a bone chilling cough
Deep ridges on her lips hides a smile
Now the prom queen is just a picture
That she doesn't look at
Hanging on the wall
devante moore Sep 2020
My hearts been broken
And It’s sometimes hard to believe
But it’s no joke
When I say sometimes I could choke
On the fear that it won’t change
Smiling faces help conceal what I’m faced with
Conflicted
Twisted like a drained towel
But somehow i keep it contained
Convinced I can endure it
Don’t need help
I’m sure of it
Wish my mom warned me about the bad weather
The slight drizzle
Turned into heavy rain
And I’m just getting wetter
But not getting any better
The cause unspoken
But well known
I haven’t been the same since god called you home
Sometimes I think I have ptsd
devante moore May 2015
The trail to happiness isn't as close as it seems
To be exact it's 9175 miles away from me
Across the sea
Where the Kangaroos and koala bear sleep
Why does this pursing happiness
Have to be so hard
Why is it so far
I wish for it to be closer on shooting stars
But hope soon fades
With the star as it drag races across the sky
Dipping beneath the horizon
Forever lost in space
But I see shooting stars when I get a glimpse of your face
My heart races
When I hear your voice
For a moment happiness is near
But soon disappears
To be replaced my something we both fear
Doubtfulness
That happiness will ever be real
devante moore Oct 2016
You're my missing piece
She constantly repeats
Taking a handful of my shirt
And plants her firm lips against my cheek
Her lipstick
Leave a stain on my skin
Wherever you are
Thats where I want to be
Sometimes it's still hard to believe
That I could be that finishing piece you need
And even though things are great
Something's are never what they seem
devante moore Jul 2018
I love the rain
Not really sure why
It’s only water falling from the sky

It’s relaxing
And I often feel stress free
Listening to how it sounds

It pounds on the windows
And splat on the ground
Thuds on the roof

Nothing can escape it
Everything is within its reach
You can’t hide, you’ll get wet eventually

I love how everything scatters
Trying to get out of its way
No birds flapping or animals scurrying around

I like watching others react to it
Some people run
Others walk

Some skip, some jog
Others hop over puddles like they’re logs
And some avoid it at all cost by hiding in cars

I love the rain
And if I could
I’d watch it all day
devante moore Mar 2016
I'd date the rainbow
And fall in love with the violets the blues and the Reds
Have a date night with the pinks, yellow and greens
Cuddle purple
Hold hands with orange
I'd date the rainbow
What colors on the outside doesn't matter to me
devante moore Jan 2015
I stopped chasing rainbows because they didnt lead to you
devante moore Feb 2016
I'm not the type to hold a grudge
But you've given me a reason
And the way I once felt is fading
Happy feelings diminished
And rapidly replenished with hate  
You've given me a reason
To believe everything you've ever said was fake
Almost trusting you
Turned out to be a mistake  
You've given me a reason
To not want to see your face  
When you walk in my direction
I just want to turn away
You've given me a reason to not want to stay
devante moore Jul 2018
Speeding
With no seatbelt on
Eyes glued to this technology
Who cares about the road
It’s not considered suicide
If I accidentally crash my car into a light pole
I’ve always been a bit reckless
When it came to me
devante moore May 2018
The way you walk that’s me
The way you talk thats me
The reason your up past dawn
With an hour of sleep
On the brink of losing your mind
Urges of drugs
And thirst for a burning drink
You’d take anything to unwind
Yes indeed that’s me
Im the reason you seem to drown in the tears
I can’t tell if it’s courageous
Or dangerous
You think you have no fears
But a man who fights his emotions
And holds back his tears
Clearly still feels
Yes
You’re cold now
But who do you think molded you this way
You’re my personal entertainment
My mud
My clay
If you were to rush into battle
I’d be your sword
And your shield
Let’s face it, you’re only you because of me
devante moore Feb 2018
I can’t look at myself in the mirror because I’m scared of what I might see
The man looking in
Outspoken and proud
Artistic and witty
His head seems to be in the clouds
And man he’s got a great smile
But the man that’s looking out
Pouts
Bags hang low like luggage
Eyes redder then freshly killed shark prey
You can tell his been crying for awhile
His lips sealed shut
His one black tooth makes him ashamed to smile
But the man looking in says
This tooth makes me unique
Yeah only and idiot would believe that too
I can’t look at myself In the mirror
It’s to easy to peak into my broken soul
I’m corrupted down to my roots
And I’ve tried yanking them out
But there’s no use
My reflection is so ugly
But i guess I did this to myself
devante moore Mar 2015
Wish regret would take effect
It would be more easier to predict what I would say next
Because words run from my mouth
Like dashing from a dinner check
Who regrets that
Not regretting has lead me into mess
But I clean up faster then a butler wearing a shirt, tie and a sweater vest
Left it hanging in a tree
With a noose around its neck
It's sits at the side of the street with a sign asking for me
Wanting another job like a war vet
My regret wants marriage counseling
But I divorced her before that step
I sent regret away
Like an unwanted guess
Who knows what will happen next
Guess not having regrets is something I might regret
devante moore Feb 2018
If you needed help
I was there to save the day
No superpowers
No cape
But I’d carry your pain
Off into the folds of space
And sacrifice my happiness
Just to see a smile or your face

Whenever you felt like you had nothing left
And wanted to give your last breath
Just to walk on the side of death
I was there
To offer my life force
Just so you could live on

If you felt weak
I was there
To be that pillar for you to step on
I’d be your strength
I could handle it all
I thought I was that strong

But when I slipped and fell
Could no longer deflect bullet shells
When my flesh was under destress
I couldn’t count on any of you
There was no one there
To yell
To encourage
Or motivate me to get up

Defeated
No longer devoted to his crusade
Broken
No longer in the business to save
You’re so called hero
Has joined the other side
Where stealing, hurting and pain pays
devante moore Mar 2015
I need help
I fear for my health
I'm starting to get that itch
When I'm away from you for to long my eyes twitch
I get sick
I get the shakes
Bad headaches
My sheets often drench from the cold sweats
I experience shortness of breath
I miss the cold steel against my skin
The exhilaration of it penetrating the layers that protect me from you
They resist,eventually giving in
It lets you in
Your fluid gushing through my veins
The adrenaline I get
My heart races
I get lost in the feeling
Nothing else matters
I'd fight matter to have more of you
Your love
I mean it
It warms my heart
Speeds up my thoughts
But slows down my reaction
The sensation bombards my chest
I try to slow my breathing
But my heart wants out of its prison
It's bones usually thicken
But It's cage weakened
By the drug that has me hooked
Name your price
If I don't have enough
Expect me on tv
Negotiating these hostages for the biggest heist you've ever seen
I think I'm going crazy  
I think I have a serious problem
I admit I'm an addict
I wish someone would admit me
I need rehab
devante moore May 2018
You were my motivation
You gave me reasons to grin
You were why I smiled
You touched my heart
And flipped it on
It’s been off for awhile
Kinda embarrassing to admit
You swept me off my feet
I felt comfort in your arms
But then
You dropped me
Left me laying on the floor
Now every night I have to fight these dark thoughts
And painful emotions
On top of that
Misery has came creeping back
She sits outside my window
Tapping on the glass
I can hear her foots steps looking for ways in
The breaths she take are heavy
Mimicking my own
Her whispers seem to trickle in
Invading my ears
Her laugh disrupts my sleep
I can almost feel her touch sliding down my sheets
I can’t fight her anymore
Hand on the door ****
As I stand at the front door
Staring into her piercing green eyes
She smiles
And it melts me
I’m on the edge of relapse
And she knows I’ll let her In
devante moore Feb 2016
Hate fluctuates in the air when I breath
Can you relate
When I tell you it constricts me like a snake
The angel sitting on my shoulder has been removed
His rival has crawled in my mouth
And sits in my tongue groves  
It's hard to control what I say until it's to late
My words crippling like a deceptive *****
I've lost all concept of who I am
Can you relate when I say
The reflection in the mirror has gone away
Trust use to ride shotgun with me
But I bailed from the car
When I let it grab the wheel
We would veer off an wreck
It drove me to think people could be trusted
But their words were like plastic toys
Fake
And they melted in the heat
Believing in others a mistake
It's hard to think anyone else can relate
devante moore May 2016
Your suppose to feel
Love
Hate
Happiness
And pain
But for the most part I'm just feeling this was a mistake
devante moore May 2018
I’ll never forget how this started
A simple compliment
Nothing fantastic
Or dramatic
A didn’t swoop in fast
With some sort of smooth line
I wasn’t trying to sweep you off you’re feet
I just couldn’t keep my words to myself
Contemplation in the way
But I’m going to say it anyway
This all started
Because I said you had pretty eyes
devante moore Jun 2023
Heart of gold
To selfless
To keep the riches to myself
Voluntarily shared the wealth
But most were taking in the form of theft
I use to be filled to the brim
Gold coins overflowing out of the chest
Now when I look inside it
There’s hardly any left
I felt each piece that was taken
Never to be returned
Maybe I should shut the lid
But that’s a lesson I haven’t learned
My heart is to big not to share
So the lid stays open
Even if there’s a risk another gold piece may be stolen
devante moore Nov 2017
Here we are
At one of your family gatherings
I caught a glimpse of you
Sitting across the way
And immediately turned away
Hoping we didn't meet eyes
I could feel my heart
Trying to slash its way through the lungs and bash through my ribs
Wanting out of my chest
Who would've thought in a million years
I'd see you here
Out of all the places
A random gathering of people
All ken to you
Trying to stay calm
But now I'm nervous
Legs shaking
Head aching
Over thinking
Hope that nobody knew
If they found out I'd be shunned
And hung by my own shame
I haven't talked to god in awhile
But I needed a miracle
Please please don't let attention be drawn to me
Or for anyone call out my name
Like they usually do
If they did I wouldn't know what to do
I was desperately trying to hold on to this secret
Kept by me and you
That last night I slept with you
devante moore May 2016
It's your turn to hurt
And to feel betrayed
I'm going to make sure this kills you
And puts you in a grave
What you made me feel
For you
It's going to be ten times worse
As our lips touch
I'll be thinking of you
Hoping from this angle you'll get a perfect view
My hands trace the lining of her pants
I envision the look on your face
Watch close as this unfolds
She tightens her grip on me
As I begin to unbutton her clothes
I think of you shaking your head no
I hope you disapprove of what I'm about to do
Because I'm doing this for revenge
To get back at you
devante moore Dec 2014
Its cold stainless steel in my hand
Its silver body glows in the mid day sun light
Its bright reflecting light playfully dances in my eyes
I caress it like some sort of dying animal taking it last breath
Carefully I stroke it six chamber cylinder
Teasing it I pull back it hammer
And close my eyes
I imagine it firing
My heart races at the thought
I pull back the trigger
The cylinder rotates as the hammer crashes against the bullet
It rockets out leaving behind fire and smoke
Like breath from a dragon
Whizzing through the sky
Only to lose its momentum
Then slowly its once straight trail
It begins to dip towards the ground
The feeling I felt dies with it
I'd do it again if I had the chance
I pull back the hammer once again
devante moore Apr 2015
Rest in peace to those we lost
You might be gone
But your memory still lives on
I'm sorry if you had to pass all alone
Just know we regret you fighting death on your own
Hopefully your in a better place
Looking down on us as we rest
Your always in our thoughts
But I'm happy for you
I hope the life you lived was a full one
I hope you had no regrets
Even though your time on earth has past
Hope death greeted you as a friend
But the journey you on has just stared
Because now your in heaven
Your new life has only just began
A friend of mine grandpa just past.. So this for him
devante moore Jul 2015
Splattered and crushed
Paved the pavement with its guts
Painted the roadway
Stained it with its blood
An unlucky event
Unfortunate at the least
And eyes that fall upon this falls down
The smell turns back anything around
But a leg twitch
There's still a glimmer of hope
That all heartbreaks
Don't die on this side of the rode
devante moore Apr 2016
I'm sorry to say
Me an love have parted ways
It now lays dead in the street
Still sizzling from the cars heat
It tried to stop me from leaving
But I stepped on the acceleration
And all I could hear
Were the gears snapping, bending and breaking
I just sped on by
Not looking in the rear view mirror
devante moore May 2015
He lost his arm
By a cooked bomb
His world lit up like firecrackers
He was engulfed in fire and metal shards
Then his body went numb
So he was stitched up
And sent back home
There was a new brand of limbs
So he volunteered to be experimented on
For a prosthetic arm
As he went through new trials during the day
He suffered at night
He had night terrors about where he was evacuated from
Seeing himself holding a ticking time bomb
While bullets whisked past above  
The bomb sunk into his hand like a solider in the slums
And as the time ticked one
His arm turned to glass and exploded
The shards from his arm imbedded themselves in his skin
This was his dreamed
He beg to be fixed
But even though they could give him a new arm
They couldn't fixed what he saw when he closed his eyes
devante moore Feb 2015
He sits there in his favorite rocking chair
Gently it sways back an forth
It's wood aged from its years of service
Chipped and faded
He sits an stares
Thinking of his old self, me
His eyes past there prime
His face saggy
Riddled in wrinkles
Gathered over the years
They tell a story of his age
Ears hang low, spikes of hairs peek out
He stares out
He would tell you the world is grey
With a complacent look on his face
He imagine his once true love next to him
Her once blond hair white as snow
Her crystal blue eyes
Dulled from the decades
Her skin now saggy like his
She sits in a matching chair as his
There chairs rock in unisons  
She would always disappear in the breeze just before she smiled
He sits in his favorite rocking chair
Even though he's old now
He still remembers her
She's everlasting
He finally looks to the sky an smiles
And just as the chair stops
So does his heart
devante moore Mar 2016
She was so excited
It's been awhile since she's been on this kind of ride
Wishing it would last forever
Nervous like she's never done this before
Her palms are sweaty
Insides feel like they've been tied in a knot
All she can do it think of the terrifying drop
She's next
Closes her eyes to gain composer
When she opens them
It's already over
And she's laying on the ground
Still screaming thinking she's ∩dsᴉpǝ poʍu
devante moore Apr 2015
It hurts when we hold hands
I can feel the coldness in your stem
It's the source of your emotionless pattern
Your leafs pulled from past handlers
Your thorns ***** me like the ***** you called me
Hoping I'll let go
But I only tighten my grip
Even if I have to endure the pain
Afraid of losing your scent
The sweet smell of precious nectar  
I've memorized it
The feel of your petals
The beauty in your color
I douse you in love to keep you alive
I want to fuel you like the sun
I want to be the reason you bloom in spring
But the more I invest, the quicker you wilt
You dying in my hands
devante moore May 2018
I’ve never received a flower
Or even a rose
But I’m a guy
So it’s acceptable I suppose
No kisses
Or sweets
No treats
That signifies ones feelings for me
No token of ones love
But I have gotten
Disappointment
Watered with hate
Planted in betrayal
Fertilized with lies
And maintained by fakes
Roses are Red
But my roses are dead
And crumble beneath my feet
devante moore Dec 2023
Mine bloomed from the heart
A precious bouquet
That I seem to want to give away
Each pluck leaves an open wound
Eventually stitched closed by the stem that’s been left behind
Once received I watch as the petals are blown away
Like dandelion seeds
Caught up in a strong gust
Once taken, they’re never taken care of
I guess their short lifespan isn’t enough motivation
But that doesn’t stop me from cultivating
I still keep the roses in the sun where the light is
But the shade came violently and turn them violet

How ironic you’re heart shaped too
Left in the winter unattended
To cold for the attraction of on lookers
Thriving when your surroundings have died
A beacon in the silence
Although clouds smear the sunlight
I still see you from afar  
No reds from roses firstly chosen
But blue
Will you now be picked
The many among the few
Or do your silent songs go unnoticed
Until the sun brings the red back into view
devante moore Jan 2015
She doesn't have a castle but she's still my princess
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