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He’s the producer of sin
The maker of lies
That I wouldn’t have believed
If not seen by my eyes
He’s the hoarder of hatred
The one who decides
To punish the others
Just along for the ride
A rebellious rebel
That revels in stride
Not an excuse of envy
That excludes; divides
A wealth of great knowledge
That he never provides
But he’s easily mistaken
As just one of the guys
‪The changing of seasons‬
‪The color of leaves‬
‪Red as the fury‬
‪Of a cold winters breeze‬
‪The change in the weather‬
‪What’s come to be‬
‪Under the shade in the valley ‬
‪Of a lone standing tree‬
‪That grows in directions ‬
‪Wild and free‬
‪And in return
It allows us to breathe‬
‪Just below the treetops‬
‪A nest of jet black crows‬
‪Are nestled in the branches ‬
‪As not to be exposed ‬
‪They’re a metaphor for longing ‬
‪For a connection of some kind‬
‪A slight telepathic notion‬
‪Unlocked by the mind‬
‪Once they are connected ‬
‪Over lengths and lengths of time‬
‪The crows decide to migrate ‬
Just by reading telltale signs
You are my harvest of seeds
That blossom and grow
A budding new flower
To reap and to sow
To put with the others
And make a bouquet
Of multiple colors
An entire array
The scent of the tulips
The red of the rose
Can render my feelings
Completely exposed
From your decadent smile
To your petite little frame
You may have a boyfriend
But can I at least get your name?
I’m consumed by endless worry
I’ve concocted all my lies
That I may stand alone in heavy thought
Away from prying eyes
A true nightmare of epic scale
They’re the things I most despise
But I might be the most concerned
When I’ve been measured up and sized
I dance on my flaws
I’ve extinguished my past
I learned to hold on to the things I could grasp
My actions need guidance
I falter, then fade
I’m lost and I’m losing
At this whole big charade
I dance on my flaws
I reverse my course
Gently at first
Before using force
I clamor for answers
All I can find
To increase my knowledge
And fill up my mind
I dance on my flaws
From dusk till dawn
All must be present
To see who’s missing; gone
I’m grateful to see them
Perusing a cause
Bending the rules
Not breaking the laws
I dance on my flaws
I’ve conquered my fears
I’m braver and stronger
Than it is or appears
I look in the window
I knock at the door
I’m changing what matters
To beat the high score
I dance on my flaws
What’s mine is yours
A standing ovation
While left wanting more
I stare at the fading horizon
On the beach with the wind in my hair
On a seemingly endless adventure
Without a doubt or a care
I pursue all that which has been taken
I’m mindful of tragic events
But if I never chase what I’m after
I’ll be living a life with regrets
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