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GypsyPOet May 2016
The substance is diluted but tasteless because the flavor is psychological
How many sips must you experience before you realize the essence is mythological?
In theory the idea was beautiful but solving the equation became impossible
It's impossible to equate to such a beautiful conclusion when the variables are just not logical
That's my way of admitting that you and I are just not possible
An inverted fraction, not solvable
A mixture of oil and vinegar, non-dissolvable
Always willing to try again but the chances of success are just not probable
If I were you I'd just walk away and let the heartache slowly follow you
Because if you stay you will be slowly following heartache and that's just not logical
The light is dimming in your eyes you don't have to tell me, I see it and I know it
Guess it’s just one of the many dangers you encounter when you fall in love with a poet
GypsyPOet May 2016
Can you see me?
In the back of life's classroom with my head down
Life so turned upside down that I don't know which way is up now
So I walk around starring at the ground, looking at my future wishing for some hope
It's getting harder to cope in the land of the lost and society's illusion has my mind in the kaleidoscope choke
Praying for the sun, but it looks like rain
One life sentence without a life so I can't complain
Doing my best just to maintain
My sister told me school should have been a class on life
Now everyday I wake with one purpose in sight
Love, truth, and peace...
Leading my people to the light
GypsyPOet May 2016
It wasn't until my acceptance of the fragility and temporariness of life that I was able to embrace the obscurities of the universe
Although,
Its nature, incomprehensible
I begin to understand
The anatomy of all life is as extraordinary as the number of grains of golden sand
And that even I,
A mere spec in God's eye
Am just a man...

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