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Art
If I could describe in words
This feeling my heart
Then this would the wildest poem
And the most beautiful art
I looked at my shoes and sat down.
A moment of clarity undefined.
You said "if It didn't happen now it would have happened anyways" like a bad slide tackle from behind alway does.
For obvious reasons, that logic fell short on me.
How would you like me to take that as I untied the knot and let the shoe fall to the ground?
I sat on the ground and watched the shoe lay there in silence.
Thought to myself, if a shoe falls in the forest, does it make any noise.

{My heart was pumping at cruising speed and I thought I was playing to win the match, but what was I really doing?}

Should I take off the sock and see my foot?  Exposing the tender skin and scars that you know we're already there?  Take a walk and see how the ankles, just freshly kicked and bleeding, reels under pressure?
Maybe I'll just give you this shoe and see how you think it fits and if it's comfortable enough to play in.
Is there an answer to the
cause of sin?
Why we're slowly falling
to our self-made demise?
How people get so greedy,
to never spare a thought for the needy?
Can someone tell me why,
people break each others' hearts?
Is it fun to lie, or tear people apart?

Is there an answer or will there never be?

People make mistakes,
it's what makes us human
Hoping not to break,
it's what makes us human
Doing whatever it takes,
it's what makes us human


Someday, we'll find the answers
'Till then, let's get through this together
Saving people who are lost,
Fighting at any cost.
Why are you just standing there?
can't you stop the crying?
People are already getting killed,
people are already dying

*Why crush hope?
This was made into a song, hence the awkward layout.
© A. Valentine
Sometimes I have to find an in between,
So I can break the ice.
And when I do I can slip through.
Sometimes I cant comprehend a meaning,
Or overlook the littlest thing.
I look for a gaze,
Or touch.
Then I can capture what I want so much.
I want to be close enough,
To see a vision of myself in your eyes.
I want to view the possibilities in your smile.
I want to enlighten myself with you awhile.
I need more than a glance,
Or a quick hello.
What you are thinking is what I need to know.
Could it be something more than what your showing?
Or did I miss out on knowing?
I want to be close enough,
To hear your whispers in my ear.
I want to see into our future,
Of the happiness we could share.
Could we be just two hearts that never joined.
A chance that was never taken.
Or a love that was bound to be forsaken.
Sometimes I have to find an in between.
So I can break the ice.
And when I do,
I can slip through and hold your heart for a lifetime.
crayola used to colour up my days that were grey
      but i guess now just isn't the same
apricot, scarlet,  & wisteria were on the way,
      now just a shade makes me feels sane
reckoned by its hue, a dandelion's petal
assumes that it must be you
lightly placing this box down at 0:22,
      truly, you are my midnight blue
 Nov 2015 Jenna Cavanaugh
Gaye
If the world is truth, let us pretend to be insane
If I’m life, set my tongue on fire, let it burn
Because my paintings bleed, my tales flee
And my eyes see no meaning at all.
At impossible desires my heart wake-
Every morn and die with desires at night
The masks are all torn between the streets
And the thread that connect them to deeds.
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