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Jacob Rosenberg Aug 2018
he speaks the truth
yet its a falsehood

she earnestly listens
but is deaf by perspective

fact becomes fiction in the mouth of a man who can't keep his lips shut tight before the ears of a stranger

wisdom is sought and falsely found

spewed like a healing cancer
and sought out by those who only half heartedly seek the truth

truth as it stands remains the truth

lies bob and weave like a boxer in a thrown bout

humble your tongue

you and your words are not gods gift to the planet

be silent

speak truth
speak wisdom
speak life
Jacob Rosenberg Aug 2018
to be captivated by your eyes and chase the sun

to pick up the fragments and make a beautiful picture

the beauty of a craft not limited by another agenda

the surface of the sea and a sirens serenity

and to curiously follow a leaf taken by the wind
tossed and tumbled in a beautiful dance
skating from life to adventure

how does one catch a leaf that has gone with the wind?

simple

be the breeze that carries her along the way
Jacob Rosenberg Aug 2018
Country roads and old trails
Skin and scars
Her body and her breath

Love letters and kodiak film

Ashy sunsets
White walls
Blue eyes

Joy from the lyrics of a heart song
Peace in the buzz of fresh air
Sleep in a touch

Why dream at all when you’re my favorite thought

Love divided among the few

Cherished by us two
Jacob Rosenberg Jul 2018
I am introspectively stuck staring into the glass

and with pangs of question in my heart

why does this face look so familiar

have I become the liar

or am I darker

cast shout into the void

I have become dangerously poised

yet regardless of how long it will take you

you're fearful to live a life comfortable with the noise
Jacob Rosenberg Jul 2018
sometimes it finds you

on the hood of a car
or the end of a burning cigarette

carelessly in the eyes of a stranger
or the secrecy of a whisper

the steam of a coffee
and the companionship of a smile

a face to forget
and the broken continuity of a memory

the hard metal of a camera
and the expired film

interlocked fingers
and the feeling of her body

shameless as it should be
love is bound by circumstance and fear

of what I am not sure

yet broken by passion

it is good
it is kind
it is holy

it is mine
Jacob Rosenberg Jul 2018
my solace
my confidant
my brother

I have made mistakes aplenty
I have cried into the night
I have lied through my teeth
I have sinned and never asked for forgiveness
I have sought and never found

but regardless you remained steadfast

I doubted your path and ambitions
I was lost in myself
and denied you

I am emotional

you are gone
a least in presence
and I long for another bond

you chase the lead your heart feeds
you sought wisdom and were not forgotten

I've seen your blood
your tears
your struggles and shortcomings
successes and failures
your family is mine
and mine yours
death could be the only separation

so live on

be the man you've fought to be
be the man that your lover needs

and continue being closer than blood to me
Jacob Rosenberg Jul 2018
I will become a stranger to you

I will cry

I will pray

I will love the memories
and remember the laughter

I ruined everything
and I have nothing to say

a decisive cut

you're bleeding

I'm shouting with hands over my ears
a blade from my mouth
pride permeating my heart

my soul mourns who I have become
my mind is dull
my shirt is *****
and my reputation untrustworthy

I still am a liar

I cannot embrace humility

she has a cold grip
and my vice is warmth

a platinum change
its simple

Forget me
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