Edward James: Poems

Love

Edward James Mar 2013

Love

If you were love,
love would smell like sweaty wrestling mats and dreams
love would have eyes indescribable
love would be sensitive and strong
love would walk with humble confidence
love would say my name like no one has said it before,
and love would drive me crazy.

Manipulation

Edward James Mar 2013

Manipulation

At its highest,
it gives us great hope
at its lowest,
it only makes us wish we were stronger

but where does it lie that it is said to be bad,
only in such a way that makes bad sound good.

Sleepless nights.

Edward James Mar 2013

Sleepless nights.

I'm spinning
Spinning in circles.
Grey is gone
And the white is blurred.
Black is drifting away
And I'm left with no direction.
These colors don't exist.
The possibilities are endless
And I am everywhere.
Reality is too far now
Too far gone.
I am everywhere
But I still remain where I lie.

Star misaligned.

Edward James Mar 2013

Star misaligned.

I look up
Only to see your eyes
Longing to see your smile
But it's gone
That's no surprise.
Mines gone.
Laughter turned to memories.
I still love you.
I give up from time to time
Hit a few bumps, earned a few scars
Left alone on lonely streets
And alleys looking rather blue.
Stars misaligned
And I still need you.

— The End —