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For girls,
Always be that beautiful butterfly ,which is hard to catch..


For boys,
And always be that bad boy, with a good heart...
I was always infused by the quartz of time
I balanced love in separate hands ; cut , aching , refusing to heal

Happiness was measured out one grain of sand at a time
My measuring cup runneth over

My thoughts are bleached  bone white .
But I have preserved the marrow of my ways

I am the walking cacti
that push rocks in the sand creating the trails of tears that never reach the ground

I am desert
Full of the emptiness
that exists on the face of clocks and time

I am one grain of sand
The silence of the wind
I have no foundation
I'm tendered to my whims
 May 2021 Maitsholo
Aishu
I try to fit in
It crushed me
I live for others and not for me
It destroyed me

I burned myself
To ashes

Out of the ashes
I rebuild myself
You could never get close to me because you couldn't correctly translate the impulses from my heart into your understanding.
Tread the un-treaded path.
Think of the inconceivable.
Do the improbable.
Big or small does not matter,
You will be viewed seperately.
Even though you had two working ears, you were deaf because you didn't believe what you heard.
 May 2021 Maitsholo
Aishu
I'm tired
 May 2021 Maitsholo
Aishu
I'm tired
I'm tired
I'm tired of being tired
I can't even be sad

I'm drained
I'm drained
I'm drained of being strong
I can't even cry

I'm tired
I'm drained
I can play the song
Beauty is a lie perpetrated by the eyes of the beholder.
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